Love stories between female college students

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My name is Xiaoling, and I'm a university student. I have a good figure; I'm 168cm tall and weigh 50kg, which is on the plump side, but because my upper and lower body proportions are good, I don't look fat at all; instead, I look quite slender. As for my appearance, I'm not stunning, but I'm still considered pretty, ranking in the upper-middle range in our English major class, which has a lot of girls.

I didn't used to like wearing stockings much because I felt they were unnecessary. They were too hot in the summer and made my feet feel stuffy, while in the winter I could wear cotton socks. However, one experience made me fascinated by stockings.

It was during the summer vacation of my junior year. I planned to try working part-time at school, so I found a tutoring job. This tutoring job was introduced by my roommate, Zheng Lili, who had worked for that family for a while before, so she recommended me to do it this time.

On the first afternoon, I took the bus there. The family seemed to be well-off; their house was located in a high-end apartment building in the Inner Ring Road area of Shanghai. The community consists of low-rise buildings. I found the room according to the address Zheng Lili had written down, rang the doorbell,

and the door opened. "Hello, I'm Zheng Lili's classmate. She introduced me to this tutoring job..." I was a little surprised. The person who opened the door was a very beautiful woman, probably in her early thirties, but very charming and elegant, the kind of woman who would make most women envious. I thought to myself: Could this be the mother of the middle school girl I'm supposed to tutor?

Just as I was pondering this, the woman spoke up, "Oh! Please come in, please come in! We've been waiting for you. I didn't expect Zheng Lili to introduce another pretty classmate of hers. This summer, Hui's English will depend on your tutoring."

After entering the house, there was a brief exchange of pleasantries. The woman introduced herself, saying her surname was Yan, and I could call her Sister Yan. Then she called her daughter, Yan Hui, over to introduce me. She also introduced me to the part-time nanny. After tutoring her for a while, I found Sister Yan to be a really nice person, treating me like a sister. A few days when it was very hot, Sister Yan let me sleep at their house at night so I wouldn't have to go back to school and get hot. But during that time, I felt that Sister Yan was acting a little strange.

Because Yan Hui liked to sleep alone, she let me sleep in a spare room at her house, which gave me a glimpse into her private life. Firstly, she paid great attention to her attire; she always dressed impeccably before going out, wearing high-end lingerie, expensive stockings, genuine leather high heels, a suede handbag, and exquisite jewelry—nothing was missing. Secondly, even when she wasn't going out, Yan Hui was meticulous about her clothing, which could be described as luxurious.

On my first night at Yan Hui's, after showering, I came out and saw Yan Hui wearing a very sexy nightgown. I was stunned and immediately blushed. Sensing my embarrassment, Yan Hui said, "It's for sleeping, so just wear something comfortable." Then, noticing our similar builds, she took out a light purple, transparent nightgown from her room and had me wear it to bed. Then she went to shower herself. I examined the sexy nightgown in my hand. It was a strappy, semi-transparent nightgown with many beautiful lace trims. This nightgown was clearly a high-end item; not only did it feel wonderful, but it was also designed to accentuate the waistline, making it incredibly comfortable to wear. After hesitating for a while, I finally decided to put it on. After changing, I stood in front of the tall dressing mirror and looked at myself. My God! The woman in the mirror was so sexy. Tall, with a slender neck, two small black nipples faintly visible under the sexy transparent lace, and further down, two long, beautiful legs peeking out from under the skirt. Combined with the luxurious feel of the nightgown, it made me think that this woman was a natural beauty. I couldn't believe it was me. I struck a couple of poses in front of the mirror, feeling somewhat intoxicated. I closed my eyes and slowly caressed my body under the nightgown, feeling like a noblewoman in an 18th-century European court, enjoying a life of luxurious indulgence. Suddenly, the door to the room opened, and Sister Yan came out after taking a shower. I quickly composed myself and went to the bedside to prepare for sleep. "How is it? Is this pajama comfortable?" "It's quite comfortable, thank you, Sister Yan. This pajama must be expensive, right?" "Haha! Not expensive at all. I have plenty of these kinds of pajamas. Anyway, I usually only wear them a few times and then stop. How about I give you a few to wear?" "Well... okay, thank you, Sister Yan. You're so kind."

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed, and it was already the end of July. In a few days, it would be August. It was Friday. Because of the heat, I hadn't gone back to school. I had been staying at Sister Yan's place for over a week. Sister Yan seemed especially happy to have someone to talk to. In addition to giving me three pajamas, she also gave me some of her clothes that she didn't wear often. However, they were all mature women's office wear. At first, I didn't want them, but then I thought I might need them when looking for a job, so I accepted them. She also accepted a few pairs of high heels and a lot of stockings.

This morning, Grandma Yan Hui called early to say she missed her granddaughter, so Yan Hui went to her grandma's house early. My sister-in-law said she'd give me the day off, with my salary paid, but I had to stay home and watch the house for her. I thought, "Getting paid and not having to do any work? Great!" So

I decided to stay. At 8:30, my sister-in-law went to work, and at 10:00, the housekeeper left too, leaving me alone in this big house. I watched TV alone for a while, then got bored and remembered I had a DVD player in my bedroom, but no DVD player in the living room. So I went to my bedroom to see if there were any good movies. There was a DVD case in the TV cabinet, but it was all business and stock market shows; not a single movie. How disappointing! I checked the time and it was almost noon. I was a little hungry, so I grabbed my keys and went downstairs to the restaurant for lunch. After lunch, I came back and continued watching TV. Just as I was dozing off, the doorbell rang. It was the deliveryman; there was a package for Sister Yan. But I was a little hesitant. Why didn't he deliver it to her office? Now that it was at her house, I didn't have the authority to sign for it on her behalf. Oh well! The deliveryman doesn't know Sister Yan anyway, so I might as well pretend to be her and sign for it. Haha, I'll do it! I'll explain to her when she gets back. So, I forged Sister Yan's handwriting and signed for the package. The package wasn't big, and the slip on the outside only had a few words written on it: Product Number: dvdw-3701; dvdw4587, Quantity: 1; 1.

I didn't quite understand what it meant, so I put the package in Sister Yan's room and continued watching TV. But TV was so boring, and I soon got sleepy again. I went back to Yan's bedroom to take a nap, but when I saw the package, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind: maybe the "dvd" in the serial number meant DVDs. The thought made me irresistibly want to open the package and see what was inside, but this package was probably Yan's personal property, and I couldn't open it. After struggling with this decision several times, I finally decided that it was just two movies anyway, so I'd watch them for Yan first.

I was as careful as possible when opening the package, trying my best to put it back exactly as it was. This required careful opening, and the process was quite long. After eight minutes of disassembly, I finally managed to take out the DVDs. It was just an ordinary folding box with two discs inside. The discs featured two Western women sitting on a table with their legs crossed high, wearing very high heels and black stockings—you could say… very glamorous. There was no movie description, but I guessed it might be some kind of erotic film. We college girls have secretly watched these kinds of movies in our dorms, but I never expected a white-collar worker like Sister Yan to watch them. I didn't want to think about it too much; I was bored anyway, so I decided to watch it first.

Back in my bedroom, I put film number 3701 into the DVD player. The movie started playing. First, a blonde beauty appeared, with a great figure. She was wearing a business suit and 8-centimeter high heels, carrying a suitcase, and was about to go downstairs. But just then, a policewoman stopped her. The policewoman was also female, wearing a business suit, and her black high heels were even higher than the blonde beauty's. They weren't speaking English; it seemed to be French, and there were no subtitles. I could only guess what they were trying to say based on their actions. The policewoman seemed to be about to inspect the blonde woman. First, she checked her suitcase, and when she opened it, it was full of stockings—black ones, gray ones, and mostly flesh-colored ones. The whole suitcase was overflowing. It seemed the blonde woman was a lady who loved wearing stockings, but there were just too many stockings. It was a bit... perverted!

The policewoman seemed surprised as well, patting the blonde woman's bottom, probably echoing my sentiment. Then the policewoman started checking the blonde woman's handbag again. Wow! This time there was a fake penis inside; I'd seen these on some adult product websites online. The policewoman seemed suspicious of the blonde woman. She made the blonde woman turn her back to her and raise her hands while she searched her from head to toe. After searching for a while, she didn't find anything else, but the policewoman didn't stop. She started stroking the blonde woman's breasts. The blonde woman initially resisted, but soon began to moan and enjoy it.

Seeing this, I realized this film was a lesbian film. I knew this kind of behavior was a bit perverse, but subconsciously I wanted to keep watching. My previous understanding of homosexuality was that it was between a woman who acted like a man and another woman, but what I was seeing was two very feminine women doing this. How to describe it? I actually found it very erotic and seductive, so I couldn't help but want to keep watching. The film continued, and the policewoman had completely aroused the blonde woman's desire through caresses… The blonde woman seemed to be experiencing even greater pleasure, tightly holding the policewoman's head, not wanting her to run away, while moaning loudly.

Lying in bed, I couldn't hold back anymore. I closed my eyes, imagining myself as that blonde woman, wearing sexy high heels and sheer shimmering stockings, receiving caresses from the policewoman and enjoying the pleasure…

Suddenly, the clock in the living room rang; it was five o'clock. After the pleasure, I took a nap and only just woke up. Oh dear! Oh no, it's already 5 o'clock! Sister Yan will be back from the company in at least another hour. I quickly tidied up the scene, organized the CDs, put them back in their cases, and restored everything to its original state. There were also some honey stains on my clothes and sheets; I quickly changed my clothes and sheets, took a shower, and threw the dirty clothes into the washing machine. After showering, I was about to change when I opened the closet and suddenly saw the several pairs of pantyhose Sister Yan had given me. Seeing these stockings now, I actually felt a little erotic. I stroked the stockings and suddenly had the urge to put them on immediately. I picked out a pair of sheer, skin-colored pantyhose and put them on. These stockings felt good on; they were very smooth between my legs, and rubbing my legs together gave a special feeling... very strange. Suddenly, I felt very womanly, a somewhat seductive woman.

At 5:40, I started preparing dinner in the kitchen. At 6 o'clock, the crisp sound of high heels rang out in the living room; Sister Yan was back. "Sister Yan, there's a package for you today, it's in the study." "Oh, wasn't it supposed to arrive tomorrow? Why is it a day early?" Sister Yan muttered to herself, gracefully taking off her high heels and putting on crystal sandals. She went to the study to get the package and went into the bedroom. "Oh! By the way, Sister Yan, that person needed a signature, and I was afraid of calling you back to sign and wasting your time, so I signed it in your name, hehe, you won't be mad at me, will you?" "Hehe! It's alright, this is an important document for the package. Luckily you're smart enough to have it, otherwise I would have to go to the courier company to pick it up tomorrow!"

Saying this, she closed the bedroom door and started changing clothes inside. Ten minutes later, Sister Yan came out of the bedroom, dressed (she probably also checked the package, thank goodness, she probably didn't notice I opened it?), and I had already prepared my dinner, so we started eating in the dining room. Yan Hui won't be back until the day after tomorrow, so it's just the two of us eating tonight.

While eating, I secretly observed Sister Yan. Even when she wasn't working, she always dressed very formally, which I envied. For example, tonight she wore a well-tailored silk dress that also exuded a touch of feminine sexiness. Around her neck was a different necklace than when she was at work—a crystal necklace inlaid with gemstones. She also wore a crystal bracelet on her left wrist. (It was clear that Sister Yan was dressed as a lady tonight, but she dressed so naturally, without any sense of affectation.) Below her were her two slender legs, and a pair of crystal stockings that made them even more sexy and alluring. Instead of the crystal sandals she had worn before, she wore a pair of light blue stiletto sandals in the same color scheme as her dress. The sandals had only two straps, one horizontal and one vertical, which maximized the beauty of her delicate, lotus-root-like feet. Combined with the crystal anklet on her left ankle, her feet were truly a perfect match, making even me, a woman, secretly envious. I stared blankly at Sister Yan's jade-like feet, forgetting to eat.

"Silly girl! What are you looking at? Why can't you even eat?" Sister Yan paused, her high heels clicking crisply on the floor. "Oh! Sister Yan, you're so beautiful! I was almost mesmerized by your beauty." "Hehe! You little rascal, you really know how to talk; tell me, what's so beautiful about me?" "Sister, you're like a fairy, beautiful everywhere!" "And the most beautiful part?" "The most beautiful part? I think it's your beautiful legs and feet..." "Oh! Really?" "Yes, especially when you wear stockings, you're so sexy! I think any man who sees legs like yours would be captivated!"

"Hehe! So you're saying that because you're attracted to these stockings, right? These stockings are imported, and the quality is really good. I have a few other pairs in different colors. After dinner, I'll let you try them on and see if our Xiaoling can become a sexy woman in them too!" Sister Yan said, stroking her beautiful legs, looking completely intoxicated. "Ah?! Sister Yan, you've already given me several pairs of stockings, I don't dare ask for any more!" "Don't say that, it's rare for me to be in a good mood today, I must let you try them, we'll try them on while we watch a movie later..."

Watch a movie? It can't be the kind of movie we watched this afternoon, can it?

"After you finish eating, clean up the dishes, then rest for a while, and when I call you, come into my room to watch the movie!" Share Share 0 Favorites Favorites 1 Support Support 0 Rating Rating

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Elementary School Student (200/1000) rank: 2 rank: 2 Posts 91 Points 242 Points Diving Value 10576 Rice Visit Add Friend Say Hello Send Message First Posted on 2009-2-28 09:10 am | Only show this author After finishing my meal, I cleaned up the things on the table and watched for about fifteen minutes in the living room, when I heard Sister Yan call me: "Xiao Ling, come quickly! Time to watch a movie!" Then I couldn't wait to go into Sister Yan's bedroom.

This was my first time entering Sister Yan's bedroom. The moment I stepped inside, I was greeted by a distinctive lavender perfume. The furniture, bed, curtains, and other decorations were all pink, and the lighting was soft. Being in that environment, I felt a little... a little flirtatious.

Sister Yan was still dressed as she was at dinner, but she seemed to have put on makeup again, adding to her mature and sexy aura. Several pairs of pantyhose were already on the bed, shiny and sparkly; just looking at them, you could tell the quality was excellent. "Come on, Xiaoling, see which pair you like and try them on! Also, here are a few evening gowns that I picked out for you; try them on too!" "Hehe! Then I won't be shy and will try them on."

There were five pairs of stockings on the bed, three of which were ultra-thin pantyhose, completely transparent from toe to waist, in skin tone, brown, and dark skin; they all felt very smooth and were of excellent quality, definitely imported like the stockings Sister Yan wore. The other two pairs were stockings, both ultra-thin and transparent, completely see-through from toe to top. One pair was light black, and the other a very bright flesh color. There were also two other items that seemed to match the stockings, with straps connecting them to the tops. I had never seen this kind of underwear before, so I picked them up and examined them closely.

"These are garter belts. In other countries, they're worn with stockings to prevent the tops from slipping down. Let me show you how to put them on!" Sister Yan explained as she untied the garter belt from the black stockings. "Take off your shirt first, otherwise it won't be convenient to try them on."

I obediently took off my shirt and stood in front of the dressing mirror. In the mirror, I was only wearing a bra. Sister Yan stood behind me, gently looping the garter belt around my waist and fastening it in front of my abdomen. Then she turned one end of the clasp to the back of my waist, so that the front of the garter belt was facing my waist.

Sister Yan looked at me gently in the mirror and said, "Look! Xiaoling, this is just like wearing a bra, you just fasten the clasp, it's very simple. In Europe and America, only wealthy women can wear this kind of underwear. Xiaoling, look at yourself, don't you look like a wealthy woman?" "No way..." "Hehe! You're so shy, little girl! So, have you picked out the stockings? Ready to try them on?" "Not yet, these stockings are all so nice, I don't know which pair to choose..." "Oh! Is that so? How about I help you choose? Here, try on these nude pantyhose; these are from the European brand Wolford, they're very thin and breathable, wearing them feels like having a new skin, many European nobles, princesses and princesses wear this brand of stockings. Xiaoling, try them on, and see if you look like a little princess later?" "Okay..." I looked at the two pairs of stockings again, feeling a little reluctant to part with them.

Sister Yan seemed to read my mind and said, "Why don't you try these black stockings too? Black can add a touch of sexiness to a woman. You can wear pantyhose first, then stockings and garter belts. These stockings are super breathable, so you won't feel any stuffiness even when wearing them together." I smiled a little shyly and took the stockings from Sister Yan. "How about picking out an evening dress?" Sister Yan suggested again. "Sister Yan, I'm really embarrassed..." "Hehe! Embarrassed again? Why don't you let Sister Yan help you choose? Try this pink off-the-shoulder lace dress!"

Saying that, she shoved a very revealing dress into my hands. Sister Yan pointed to the door of the cubicle and said, "That's the dressing room. Go in and change, little girl. Dress nicely, I have high hopes for you!" Saying that, she opened the door and pushed me inside.

The dressing room was the same size as the bedroom, but it had four wardrobes, four shoe racks filled with all kinds of women's high heels and boots, and three coat racks—two with various summer clothes and one with many high-end black and flesh-colored stockings. The curtains were drawn, and the room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

The dressing room had three large full-length mirrors, allowing for a clear view of myself from multiple angles. There was no bed, but there was a vanity mirror and several chairs. So I had to sit on a chair to change. I quickly changed out of my old clothes, then moved the chair between the three full-length mirrors, slowly admiring myself as I put on sexy stockings. I imagined myself as a prostitute, posing seductively, raising my legs to put on the stockings. The reflection in the mirror was truly sexy, even a little provocative, as if I wanted to deliberately flaunt myself.

The pantyhose were on—imported goods are indeed extraordinary! Not only are they ultra-thin and sheer, but they also accentuate the shape of my legs and feet, so they feel very natural against my skin, without the restrictive feeling of ordinary pantyhose. They feel incredibly soft and light on my legs, just like Sister Yan said, like giving my legs a new pair of skin. Because they're a natural skin tone, when I look at my legs and feet in the mirror, it feels like I'm not wearing stockings at all, but my legs and feet have the sheen that only stockings would give, very elegant and sexy. It seems that even if I wear stockings over pantyhose, no one will be able to tell I'm wearing pantyhose underneath. Hehe! Let's start putting on the stockings.

These stockings also accentuate the shape of my legs, making them feel even softer. And because there's no crotch area like pantyhose, they feel like they could easily slip down. I think that's why I need garters to hold the stockings up!

The stockings are on now, and Sister Yan has already tied the garters around my waist. They're made of brown lace with lots of lace patterns, very pretty and sexy. It was very comfortable to wear, and it felt like it complemented the stockings perfectly. However, I still needed to connect the four dangling straps to the tops of the stockings. Although Sister Yan hadn't told me this, a woman's instinct compelled me to fasten the straps to the tops of the stockings. Looking at myself in the mirror, the stockings definitely had a finishing touch effect; just a few simple lace ribbons could make a woman look more elegant...

Finally, the sexy dress was on. It was a pink, front-slit evening gown, made of silk, with a high degree of transparency. It had no straps, but came with a matching strapless bra. It was clearly a designer piece, and it fit perfectly. I stood in front of the mirror, striking a few poses to admire myself. Because the slit in the dress went all the way up to my left thigh, it constantly exposed my stockinged legs, which were covered by two pairs of stockings, as I moved around. But I liked this feeling of exposure. Furthermore, it's clear that stockings have a very good slimming effect. If you only wear a dress without stockings, it only gives a sexy feeling. But if you pair it with high-quality stockings, it adds a touch of elegance and charm to the sexiness. Looking at myself in the mirror, I really felt like a lady of high society! However, it seems there's still something missing. What is it?

Just then, Sister Yan called from outside.

"Hey! Xiaoling, are you done trying them on?" "Almost done, come out right away!" "Oh! By the way, Xiaoling, there's something I forgot to tell you. Pick out a pair of high heels from the shoe rack inside and change into them. You definitely need to wear high heels with a dress! By the way, what's your shoe size?" "A bit big, a size 38." "Hehe! What a coincidence, I'm also a size 38. Then just pick any pair of my shoes, but make sure they're good quality."

High heels? Yes! I just needed a pair of high heels to match, no wonder I looked a bit out of place in slippers in the mirror earlier. Well, I'll pick out a pair and change! Sister Yan has a wide variety of high heels, and I quickly found a pair I liked; they were also pink, with a cutout heel and very high heels, probably about 8 centimeters. I'd never worn shoes that high before, but I couldn't find anything more suitable, so I gritted my teeth and put them on.

Hmm? These high heels seem very well-designed; they didn't feel unstable at all, as if they were made for me. I stood up, turned around in front of the mirror, and lightly tapped the floor a few times with my heels. What a sexy sight! I pushed open the door and went out.

"Hehe! You really look like a different person; come, come, let your older sister take a good look at you!" Sister Yan was very happy, pulling me to look me over from left to right. "Hehe! It's all thanks to my sister who picked them out for me. That shows she has good taste and a good eye!" "You brat! You're just trying to flatter your sister! Are you thirsty? There's some juice here, have some." "Okay..." I was actually a little thirsty now, and I gulped down the juice in a few mouthfuls. "Let's watch a movie next! Come to bed and watch it with me."

Sister Yan had already tidied up the stockings and clothes that had been on the bed, and placed a fruit table in the middle of the bed with some fruit, a bottle of red wine, and two wine glasses. Sister Yan sat on the left side of the bed, leaning back against the headboard, her legs crossed on the bed, but her feet were still wearing those sandals. But she looked even more beautiful like that… “Why aren’t you coming over? Are you shy again? It’s okay, Xiaoling! Just pretend you’re at your own sister’s house. Come sit on my right!” “Okay…” Hearing Sister Yan say that, I stopped being coy and followed her example, lying back on the bed. Just as I was about to take off my high heels, Sister Yan said, “Don’t take off your high heels. I’m in a good mood today and will allow you to maintain your most sexy womanly appearance in bed, so you don’t need to take them off. Enough of that, the movie has started, let’s watch it!”

The TV was a large LCD screen, so I could see it clearly even lying in bed. There was also fruit and red wine in the middle, so I could eat whatever I wanted. Watching a movie like this would be very pleasant. The movie seemed to be a Japanese film; the subtitles were in Japanese, and there was a title, something like “Longxing Communication Special Edition.” An office lady appears on screen, slender and dressed in a black business suit and black high-heeled boots, carrying a handbag. She walks down a street in late autumn, her gait elegant yet slightly seductive. Her high heels tap rhythmically on the ground, and her flesh-colored stockings shimmer between her skirt and boots, sparking endless fantasies. However, the camera never captures her face, constantly following her steps. The camera follows her to the company office, where she remains with her back to the camera. She enters the dressing room, and the camera follows her in, quietly recording her changing process from behind.

The woman went to her locker, opened the door, put her handbag in the top drawer, and began to take off her boots; after taking off the boots, she put on slippers. Then she started to take off her skirt, and only after taking off the skirt did I realize that she was wearing garter belts and stockings; she then took off the garter belts and stockings, and only when the toes of the stockings came off her feet did I realize that she was wearing pantyhose underneath! Because the pantyhose were sheer from waist to toe, I hadn't noticed that she was actually wearing two pairs of stockings. The woman put the stockings and garter belt she had taken off into the locker, and then took out a pair of black high heels and put them on, thus completing the entire dressing process. Just then, the woman turned around, and the camera was pointed directly at her face.

Wow, my goodness! Isn't that Sister Yan? No wonder she seemed a little familiar, but if she really is Sister Yan, how come she's in a Japanese movie?

"Sister Yan... Sister Yan, is that you?" I couldn't help but ask. "Hehe! That's right, it's me, Sister Yan! Hehe, this is a short photo shoot I did when I went to Japan on a business trip a month ago. What do you think? Did I make this old woman look ugly?" "No! No! That part was really well shot, capturing Sister Yan's feminine beauty to the fullest. I'm even envious of you, being able to show your charm on screen." "I specially hired a famous Japanese photographer to take this. He's good at shooting close-ups of women's beautiful legs, using the beauty of women's legs and feet to discover their charm, so..." "Sister Yan just asked her to take photos of my sister." "Oh! Sister, do you think the most beautiful parts of a girl are... legs... and feet?" "That's right, a woman's beauty is indeed concentrated in her legs and feet. Any woman who wants to be noble and alluring must take good care of her legs and feet..."

At this point, Sister Yan paused, turning her gaze from the photos back to her legs. She held up her two beautiful, sexy legs in stockings, rubbing them together while gently stroking them with her hands, looking incredibly seductive.

"Xiao Ling, look, isn't Sister Yan very sexy and womanly like this?" "Yes..." A slight ripple seemed to stir within me as the images I had seen that afternoon once again filled my mind. Rating/Report z55555585

Elementary School Student (200/1000) rank: 2 rank: 2 Posts 91 Points 242 Points Lurking Value 10576 Rice Visit my page Add friend Say hello Send message 3rd Floor Posted on 2009-2-28 09:12 am | Only show this author "Do you also want to become like the older sister?" "Yes...of course I do!" I seemed to be losing control a bit, and started to focus on my legs, curling them up and rubbing them together. It felt so good, the silky feeling of the stockings was really amazing. I suddenly felt like I had become a woman like Sister Yan... "Then let's follow the older sister on the screen and enter her world together!" Sister Yan said gently.

Hearing Sister Yan's words, I turned my gaze back to the still playing screen. Sister Yan said again, "Are you thirsty? Have some red wine." Then she poured me a glass of red wine with ice. I took the wine glass and met Sister Yan's gaze. Her eyes were intense, which suddenly made my heart pound. My mind raced, and I quickly picked up the glass and downed it in one gulp. Sister Yan poured herself a glass of red wine and slowly sipped it. The wine didn't quell my inner turmoil; instead, it ignited a burning desire within me. As I watched the women on the screen strike various elegant poses, I began to slowly rub my legs together, letting the stockings rub against each other, savoring the silky comfort.

The office lady had already entered the office to prepare for work, but the office was empty. It seemed she was working overtime alone on the weekend. She looked at some documents at her desk and processed some files on the computer, her stockinged legs rubbing against each other, crossed in a daze. After working for a while, she seemed to get a little bored and started browsing some pictures on her computer. The camera zoomed in on her screen; it turned out she was looking at pictures of European and American women's legs in stockings. The woman looked at the pictures for a while, becoming somewhat excited. She raised her right leg, higher and higher, and hugged it with both hands, stroking it repeatedly from top to bottom. After a while, she got a little tired, so she propped her right leg up on a nearby desk. Then she raised her left leg high, hugged it, and stroked it repeatedly from top to bottom.

After stroking both legs, she seemed unsatisfied and got up to go to a large conference table on one side of the office. She first leaned against the conference table and bent down, repeatedly stroking her from her ankles to her thighs. After about two minutes, she suddenly lifted her upper body and lay supine on the conference table. Lying down, she became even more excited, not only constantly stroking her ankles, legs, and buttocks, but also rubbing her legs together, making soft, rustling sounds. She also occasionally stroked her nipples to make herself feel better. At this moment, the camera shifts to the woman's feet. Her high heels have slipped off her heels but not quite off her toes, causing the delicate shoes to tremble with her movements. Just seeing these two heels, still swaying back and forth, is enough to stir the heart and make one want to caress the sexy, alluring, stockinged feet clad in them.

The woman's excitement intensifies, and she begins to moan, "Mmm... mmm..." She lies on the table, her beautiful stockinged legs raised high, rubbing them together repeatedly. After a while, she seems to find the heels a bit cumbersome, so she removes them and uses her right foot to rub from her left toes to her left thigh, over and over again, then switches to her left foot, rubbing her right leg from toes to thigh. Simultaneously, her hands caress her breasts, and she continues to moan.

The woman next to me, Sister Yan, had stopped watching her own performance on the screen. Her eyes were slightly closed, her legs slightly crossed, and her stockinged legs were rubbing together. Sister Yan lifted her skirt, revealing the tops of her stockings and the garter belts. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the stockings were also covered by a layer of ultra-thin, sheer pantyhose. It seemed Sister Yan really liked wearing double stockings, not only in autumn but also in summer. I was also becoming somewhat unable to control myself. Sister Yan on the screen and the Sister Yan next to me seemed to be seducing me. I imitated the woman, taking turns lifting my legs and repeatedly stroking them. Then, in a sexy pose, I kicked off my high heels and alternately stroked the other stockinged leg with the stockinged foot. It felt so good! I never knew wearing stockings and having stockinged feet rub against stockinged legs felt so good!

The woman on screen couldn't contain herself any longer. She took off her top, unbuttoned her shirt, and lifted her skirt higher, allowing her legs more freedom to make more alluring poses and movements, while her hands could more easily caress her breasts. After fiddling with herself for about five minutes, she suddenly got up and went to her desk, taking out a prop from her drawer—a fake penis exactly like the one in the movie she'd watched that afternoon! The woman returned to the conference table, still showing off her beautiful legs and feet to the camera, but this time with a prop—she could use it to pamper her breasts and private parts.

Seeing this, I couldn't resist any longer. I closed my eyes and began to stroke my feet from toes to buttocks and back again, my legs rubbing against each other, the pleasure growing stronger. Suddenly, I felt a tingling sensation on my thighs; a pair of hot hands were caressing them. I opened my eyes and saw it was Sister Yan! She was tenderly caressing the body of another woman! This might seem outrageous to the world, but I felt a special kind of affection that only exists between women, and I even anticipated her taking things further with me.

Sure enough, Sister Yan didn't just caress my thighs a few times. She got off the bed, walked tenderly to the foot of the bed, knelt down beside it, and lifted my two stockinged legs to caress them affectionately. Then she focused on caressing my stockinged feet, kissing my toes, insteps, and heels. Strangely enough, when Sister Yan kissed my stockinged feet, I felt an even stronger excitement.

Sister Yan kissed me from my feet to my calves, then from my calves to my knees, and from my knees to my thighs. I couldn't control myself anymore and started moaning loudly, "Sister Yan... Sister Yan, you're so amazing, I love you so much!" "Does it feel good?" "Mmm! So good..." "Then let me make you feel even better!" With that, Sister Yan started kissing my private parts hard with her hot lips. "Mmm... Ah..." My desire was completely ignited, and I started moaning loudly like the woman on the screen.

The woman on the screen changed scenes; she was now a female teacher, also wearing a teacher's uniform, working overtime alone at school on the weekend. She was still showing off her beautiful legs and feet in the office, just like the office lady from before, but because teachers usually give off a very serious impression, seeing a female teacher doing this when no one was around created a stark contrast.

At this point, Sister Yan's advances became increasingly intense. She lifted my stockinged legs, parted my underwear slightly, and began to tease my genitals with her tongue through the stockings; quickly, my genitals became wet under her teasing. I couldn't help but anticipate Sister Yan's next move.

On the screen, the woman transformed into a flight attendant, striking various sexy poses on the plane to display her beautiful legs...

On the bed, Sister Yan had stopped teasing my genitals, but the temptation continued. She began to kiss slowly upwards from my lower abdomen, my belly button, my breasts, my neck... Finally, our eyes met.

"Xiaoling! Tell your sister what you think of her world?" "It's wonderful! I love it... I just don't know when I can really become like you." "No problem! As long as you have this idea, I guarantee you will become just as sexy and charming in the future!" "Oh..." I was about to say something when Yan Jie's lips pressed tightly against mine. We hugged each other tightly and caressed each other. We were both excited by this same-sex love.

I wanted Yan Jie to enjoy it too, so after the long kiss ended, I climbed to the foot of the bed, took off Yan Jie's high heels, picked up her jade feet and gently stroked them. Yan Jie's feet were quite beautiful, long and sexy, with no dead skin on the soles. Her toes were long and neatly arranged, and her nails were very delicate, as if she took good care of them. Even though she was wearing two layers of stockings, the pink nail polish and the fine veins on the instep were still clearly visible because of the high quality of the stockings.

Looking at those incredibly sexy and exquisite stockinged feet, even as a woman myself, I felt a surge of tenderness. I kept caressing them with my hands, letting them touch my cheeks, neck, and nipples. Then, I began kissing those alluring stockinged feet, from toes to soles, from soles to heels, from heels to insteps, and from insteps to toes—I kissed every part of those feet! Finally, I took her long, bamboo-like toes into my mouth and licked them, absorbing the essence of her sensuality. After licking her toes, I continued licking her soles, insteps, and heels—basically, I licked every part of her feet that I found sexy!

Meanwhile, on the other side, she also held my stockinged feet, kissing them repeatedly, and finally licking my toes, insteps, heels, and soles, making me feel a little ticklish. But it was undeniably pleasurable! After this round of mutual caressing, both Yan Jie's and my stockinged feet were a little damp.

So Yan Jie and I started to take off each other's stockings, but the garters were still tied on. I also discovered that Yan Jie wasn't wearing underwear. After the stockings were off, the toes of our feet were still covered in our semen. Yan Jie and I smiled at each other, and then each picked up the other's stockinged feet and started to caress them... After this caressing of stockinged feet, our passion was aroused to its peak.

Yan Jie suddenly started to take off my pantyhose. Although I didn't know what she was going to do, I was already controlled by pleasure and didn't want to resist, letting Yan Jie do as she pleased. After taking off my stockings, Yan Jie put them aside and then gently took off my underwear.

"The climax is finally about to begin!" I thought to myself; but after Yan Jie took off my underwear, she picked up the pantyhose. "Come on, girl, put these pantyhose back on. We're going to reach orgasm together in stockings later..."

I obediently put on the stockings, and then we sat facing each other, our four legs crossed. We slowly, slowly took off each other's bras, pressing our nipples tightly together, our private parts pressed against each other through the stockings. We hugged tightly like this for a while, and our bodies were getting a little hot. Sister Yan started to take the initiative. She picked up my left leg and rubbed my private parts hard against hers. I responded positively, moaning and stroking Sister Yan's legs. Sister Yan seemed to get even more excited after being touched, and she launched a stronger attack on me. The bedroom was filled with our cries.

"Sister... Sister... right there, harder..." "Mmm... Xiaoling, you little slut, I'm going to teach you a lesson today..."

Finally, with both of us letting out a cry of ecstasy, everything calmed down. Rating/Report z55555585

Elementary School Student (200/1000) rank: 2 rank: 2 Posts 91 Points 242 Points Lurking Value 10576 Rice Visit my page Add as friend Say hello Send message 4th Floor Posted on 2009-2-28 09:12 am | Only show this author At this time, Sister Yan on the screen continued to display her beautiful legs and feet. Sister Yan jumped off the bed and changed to another movie, called Lace Ward. This time the story takes place in a hospital, and it is about the story that happened in the changing room of the hospital. "Xiaoling, do you know why it's called the Lace Ward?" "No..." "Hehe, let me tell you. Lace originally refers to a pattern embroidered on clothing, but it also has another meaning: the love between women. And 'ward' in Japanese means hospital. This film is about the love between several female doctors and nurses in a hospital..." As Sister

Yan spoke, she placed her hand on my thigh again and gently stroked it. I also let out soft moans in rhythm with Sister Yan's movements. On the DVD, several female nurses and doctors were wearing pink uniforms, as well as various styles of stockings and high heels, and began their passionate journey. On the bed below the screen, Sister Yan and I were just like them, starting a new round of enjoyment...

I love this kind of lace love!

The morning sunlight shone through the curtains, illuminating the room. I had woken up and looked at the clock next to me. It was already 10 o'clock. Sister Yan was still fast asleep. We were tightly embracing, our four legs in stockings intertwined. After a night of somewhat absurd passion, I felt a little tired and tried to pull my legs away from Sister Yan's, but I had no strength. I struggled a few times, which woke Sister Yan up as well.

"Sister Yan, shouldn't we get up? Otherwise, Aunt Gu (the part-time housekeeper) will be coming to clean the room later." "Hmm... it's okay, Aunt Gu won't come into the bedroom. Or I can call her later and tell her not to come and bother us today. It's the weekend, let's give her a break." Sister Yan stared straight at me as she spoke. "Okay... I'll do whatever Sister Yan says today." Seeing Sister Yan looking at me like that, I couldn't help but feel shy again. "Then Sister Yan will make the call now." A little while later, Sister Yan called Aunt Gu and told her not to come today.

We chatted in bed for a while longer, occasionally caressing each other's stockinged legs, expressing the love between us, this newly formed lesbian couple. At 10:30, we went to the bathroom together, dressed only in sexy stockings and high heels, to shower together. The showerhead was on, the water started flowing, and we first gave each other a tight hug, then gazed tenderly into each other's eyes, followed by a passionate lesbian kiss. The lesbian romance was so beautiful; I was completely captivated!

The bathtub was already full of water. Sister Yan pulled me into the tub and we lay down, still wearing the sexy stockings that bound our relationship together. We frolicked in the water, playing with each other's stockinged feet, sucking on each other's wet toes, and then we pressed our private parts tightly together again, another wave of pleasure approaching, we were enjoying it...

After the bath, Sister Yan told me to go to the dressing room to choose my own clothes, stockings, and high heels, because we were going out to eat later. I chose a sky-blue slip dress, paired with pantyhose with sun protection, and a pair of blue open-toe sandals with heels that were probably 7 centimeters high, but they felt very stable and didn't make me feel like I was leaning forward.

Sister Yan changed into a more formal navy blue suit, wearing sheer nude pantyhose and navy blue open-toe sandals, the heels of which were about 1 centimeter higher than mine. Sister Yan's stockings were even thinner and more sheer, making it feel like I wasn't wearing any stockings at all when I wore sandals. She told me they were made by a famous British stocking manufacturer, aiming for an invisible stocking effect. Before leaving, Sister Yan did my makeup again, making me look a bit more mature, and then we drove off. We first went out for a lavish lunch, and then Sister Yan drove around until we arrived at the entrance of a high-end business club.

"Xiaoling, this is a business and leisure center that my sister and her friends funded. Today, I'm bringing you here to have a look and relax..." Sister Yan lowered her voice as she spoke, "Everyone here shares the same interests as us. After you graduate, you can consider working here!" "Shared interests? Does that mean everyone here is a lace fetishist?" I wondered to myself.

Sure enough, as we walked along with Sister Yan, all we saw were young women in office lady uniforms, wearing skirts, high heels, and stockings, all looking incredibly sexy and alluring. But I also noticed that there didn't seem to be a single male employee here!

"Xiaoling, this is a club exclusively for highly educated women, so men are not welcome. We also recruit members through referrals, so the requirements are very strict. But those who join are not ordinary women!" Sister Yan said, a hint of pride in her voice. "You might see something unexpected in a moment, come with me..." Sister Yan immediately instructed.

We arrived at a room with a "VIP only" sign on the door. Sister Yan took out a card, swiped it on the electronic access control system, and we entered the room. There was no one else there, but it seemed to have the kind of equipment used for television broadcasts. Sister Yan went to the row of television screens, adjusted them a few times, and then gestured for me to sit down.

"Watch carefully, someone will enter this room," Sister Yan said, pointing to one of the screens. "What will happen? Could it be something even more tempting than last night?" I wondered to myself.

A moment later, a glamorous woman in an office lady uniform entered the room. Although her outer attire was rather elegant, her demeanor and every gesture couldn't conceal the seductive allure within her. As she swayed into the room, she began to undress, revealing her sexy lingerie. Sister Yan adjusted the camera, giving a close-up shot. The woman was now only wearing lingerie, stockings, and high heels, standing in front of the mirror, flaunting her charms. However, because her back was always to the camera, her face was never clearly visible.

She continuously changed her seductive expressions in front of the mirror. The camera focused on her legs in the mirror, and lo and behold, I could clearly see that this slut was also wearing brown pantyhose under her stockings. The pantyhose had only a slit at the crotch, clearly showing that she wasn't wearing underwear; her private parts were exposed. The camera continued to pan upwards, finally focusing on the woman's face in the mirror. I stared intently at the screen, watching the woman's face as she immersed herself in the pleasure of self-pleasure. Good heavens!

"Sister Yan... isn't that my classmate Zheng Lili?" "That's right, it's your classmate Zheng Lili. A little surprised? Want to know what happened?" "..." I was speechless with astonishment. It turned out that Zheng Lili had already undergone a complete transformation, becoming a member of the lesbian love group. "Let's watch the performance first, and I'll tell you after we finish watching it!"

Lili on the screen was incredibly excited, her expression one of utter ecstasy, seemingly completely immersed in a blissful state. For some reason, I felt a pang of envy for Zheng Lili. A longing seemed to stir within me, a desire to become a seductive woman like Zheng Lili, to display my sexy and wanton side under the watchful eyes of surveillance cameras... (Rating/Report z55555585

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I am Zheng Lili, a student in the Foreign Languages Department of a university in Shanghai. In May of this year, because I didn't have enough pocket money, I found a part-time job as an English tutor, tutoring a child from a single-parent family in English.) The little girl was in her final year of junior high, facing the high school entrance exam, and needed intensive tutoring. Throughout May, I devoted a lot of time and effort to providing her with various English training exercises. She did well on the exam in June, and to express her gratitude, the hostess, Yan Jing, treated me to dinner at a restaurant and offered me some drinks. I couldn't refuse, so I had a few too many. When the dinner ended, the little girl, Yan Hui's, grandmother took her granddaughter to play, but because I had drunk too much, I couldn't hold my liquor and couldn't go back to my dorm. So, the hostess, Sister Yan, took me to her home and I stayed there for a while. But that one night had a profound impact on me; I transformed from an ordinary girl into a special… woman.

That night, I slept with Sister Yan in her bedroom. Before falling asleep, Sister Yan said she wanted me to watch some movies. She then showed me some Japanese porn stars with beautiful legs. The actresses in the movies were all wearing transparent flesh-colored stockings and 8 or 9 centimeter high heels, making various seductive moves to seduce the audience. Perhaps because I had drunk a little alcohol, I felt a surge of lust when I saw these, wanting to become like them and show off my own. Then there were some European and American movies. These movies were even bolder and more seductive, featuring pairs or three or more women wearing stockings, high heels, and various styles of sexy lingerie, teasing and enjoying each other... When I saw these images, I couldn't control myself anymore. My mind was filled with all sorts of beautiful legs, stockings, high heels, and sexy lingerie. Then, I saw Sister Yan appear before me wearing the same sexy lingerie, stockings, and high heels as the actresses in the film. She gently took off my clothes and dressed me in the same sexy lingerie, stockings, and high heels as her. We hugged each other, just like the European and American women in the film...

Just like that, I became an extremely fetishistic "lace" girl. After that, I would go to Sister Yan's house every weekend to have a passionate "lace love affair" with her. Later, because it wasn't convenient to always work at Sister Yan's house, she introduced me to her and some... I worked as an intern hostess at a business club run by a fellow enthusiast. Once inside, I learned that these "hostesses" were like Japanese adult film actresses, wearing various uniforms, stockings, high heels, and sexy lingerie to showcase their legs and feet in front of a camera. However, these cameras connected to other rooms where club members would choose their preferred type based on the hostesses' performances. These members, like Yan Jie, were successful women who, for various reasons, had developed an interest in same-sex relationships and fetishes, leading them to become friends.

I loved performing at the club because it satisfied my desire to flaunt my body like an adult film actress. Whenever I wore various sexy lingerie, transparent or thong panties, different styles of stockings and high heels in front of the camera, and made all sorts of seductive gestures, I felt a great sense of satisfaction. I felt like the whole world was focused on me; I felt like a stunner, but a stunner only for women…

I didn't go home this summer; I found an internship in Shanghai. I'll be graduating in a year, so I need to start planning. I also introduced Ye Xiaoling, my roommate, to Sister Yan's house to take over my tutoring duties. Actually, this was a gift to Sister Yan to express my gratitude; I hope she can train Xiaoling the same way she trained me.

I perform at the club four times a week, usually two days on weekends and two evenings during the week. Under Sister Yan's tutelage, I've learned how to accessorize with stockings. I generally only choose a few European brands, and sometimes Japanese and American stockings for performances. I don't choose domestic stockings at all; the color, comfort, and durability are vastly different from foreign ones. I prefer pantyhose, the kind that's completely sheer from waist to toe, and I've gotten used to wearing stockings without underwear. That ultra-thin, ultra-transparent feeling is truly amazing; it can instantly make an ordinary woman look much more elegant. Another time, during a performance at the club, I was required to wear two pairs of 5D Wolford pantyhose. From then on, I became obsessed with the feeling of wearing two pairs of pantyhose on my legs at the same time, but both pairs had to be ultra-thin, ultra-sheer, completely transparent, and below 10D. Later, when I was intimate with Sister Yan, I introduced this style to her, and she also liked wearing double pantyhose. However, she preferred to wear garter stockings over the pantyhose, which was different from me.

My internship at the club was three months. During these three months, theoretically, I couldn't entertain any members, but Sister Yan was an exception because she was the one who introduced me to the club. Every weekend, we would enjoy ourselves to the fullest in the club's VIP room.

Today is July 29th, Saturday. As usual, I arrived at the club in the afternoon to begin my performance. First, I chose a pair of ultra-thin, light-colored 4D Swiss stockings. These are currently the thinnest stockings in the world, completely transparent with only a single seam at the crotch. Wearing them felt like my legs had a new layer of delicate skin; you couldn't even tell I was wearing stockings. Then, I picked out a pair of classic 5D pantyhose from Wolford, a brown color with a beautiful sheen. Wearing them, my legs subtly shimmered, giving them a very elegant look.

After putting on both pairs of stockings, I looked in the mirror. Yes! That's the feeling! Unless you take off the outer layer of stockings and look closely, you'd think I was only wearing one layer. For high heels, I chose a pair of Italian-made, rhinestone-studded open-toe sandals with a heel height of about 8 centimeters. Wearing ultra-transparent stockings with these open-toe sandals created the best overall effect. Through the thin stockings, you could see my toes, painted with silver nail polish, peeking out from the shoes, and the tiny veins on the instep were clearly visible, easily sparking the imagination. Then I put on a sexy lace lingerie set with garter belts. Touching the garter belts, another idea popped into my head: why not wear stockings again today? So, I chose a pair of 5D nude-colored, shimmering, ultra-thin stockings. Considering the overall effect, I swapped out my 5D Wolford pantyhose and chose a pair of 4D dark skin-toned pantyhose to wear over them. Then I put on the stockings, high heels, and attached the garter belts in front of the mirror. Great! Sister Yan will be ecstatic to see me dressed like this today.

At 2 PM, I was dressed and entered the performance room. The music started softly, and as usual, I began my somewhat wanton, somewhat self-deprecating performance. Just thinking about Sister Yan and the other members watching my sexy performance on the other side of the camera made me excited. I kept touching my body, making all sorts of seductive gestures, showing off my beautiful legs and feet to the camera… I was deeply intoxicated by this perverse sense of satisfaction!

After about half an hour of performance, Sister Yan commanded me through the loudspeaker in the room, "Alright, Lili, come to my room..."

I straightened my clothes, put on my high heels, and walked upstairs to Sister Yan's room. I seemed particularly excited today; my private parts were even wet from the self-stimulation I had just done. And the friction of the stockings as I walked aroused me even more, so I suppressed my desire. I arrived at Sister Yan's room; here, I could finally release my desire.

I knocked on the door and said, "Sister Yan, I'm here!" Then came the familiar, crisp sound of high heels clicking, and the door opened.
"Lili, today we're going to play something special. Put this hood on first!" Sister Yan handed me a hood and said.

We used to play some SM games, and I was usually the submissive, so I put on the hood without thinking and then sat down on the bed with Sister Yan's guidance. The hood was actually woven from damaged stockings, usually dark ones, so it wasn't completely black; you could still vaguely see some human figures. I looked around and noticed there was another person in the room.

"Sister Yan, is there someone else here today?" "Yes, that's right! There's someone special. You guys enjoy yourselves first, then I'll join in. Now do as I say, lie down on the bed, rub your legs, and stroke them with your hands..."

Following Sister Yan's instructions, I continued performing as I had in the room. Gradually, I became excited. I glanced to the side and saw Sister Yan seemingly nodding to another person, indicating she could join in. That person walked over. Judging from the sound of her footsteps, she was definitely a woman.

She approached, sat on the edge of the bed, lifted my feet, and gently stroked my insteps, heels, ankles, and calves. Sure enough, my feet would make anyone feel tenderness, even someone of the same sex. I could feel her cheeks touching my insteps, heels, ankles, and calves, and she was kissing them from time to time. The kisses were getting stronger and stronger, and the pleasure from my feet was spreading to my most private parts. I was actually feeling a little pleasure as another girl played with my feet!

She used her teeth to untie my shoelaces, held my stockinged feet in her hands, and began to lick my toes, soles, heels, and insteps. I could feel the pleasure flowing continuously from my feet to my private parts. I put my right hand on my private parts and gently stroked them. Oh my god! It was even wetter than before, and the three layers of stockings covering it were soaked. I stroked it and moaned softly. This pleasure was so good!

Waves of pleasure came one after another, and I couldn't hold back anymore. I used my left hand to unbutton my uniform shirt, revealing the sexy lingerie underneath. I started to massage my full breasts under the sexy lingerie with my left hand to make my pleasure even more intense.

She wasn't idle either. She kissed every inch of my feet, moistening every inch of my skin with her saliva. Then she began to tease upwards, caressing and kissing my calves and thighs, which intensified my pleasure. I rubbed my legs together, enjoying the tingling, pleasurable sensation.

She slowly kissed my inner thighs, and occasionally stroked my bare buttocks with her hands, which also gave me pleasure. Her hot hands caressed my calves, thighs, and buttocks again and again. As my pleasure grew stronger, I let out louder moans, filling the room with the sounds of my ecstasy. She stopped

, took off my shirt, blouse, and skirt, and now I was exposed to her in three layers of stockings and sexy lingerie. I deliberately struck poses in front of her, fidgeting with my legs, and then offered her my right foot, saying in a coquettish voice, "Could you take off these stockings for me?"

She chuckled softly, didn't speak, and slowly unhooked the stockings as I asked.

"Can you take these off too? It's so uncomfortable down there, I need some fresh air!" I said, with a hint of seduction.

But this time, she didn't seem in a hurry to take off her pantyhose. She leaned down and gently kissed around my genitals. I could feel her breath on my lower abdomen, tickling me. I was aroused again, and I slowly wiggled my hips, matching her kisses and licks... After another round of caresses, that area became flooded again, a little uncomfortable, but mostly pleasurable.

She stopped and prepared to take off my pantyhose.

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Elementary School Student (200/1000) rank: 2 rank: 2 Posts 91 Points 242 Points Lurking Value 10576 Rice Visit my page Add friend Say hello Send message 6th Floor Posted on 2009-2-28 09:13 am | Only show this author "Huh?" When she pulled down her dark skin pantyhose to her thighs, she let out a gasp. This voice... seems a little familiar, but I can't remember who it is.

I could feel her pulling the pantyhose down a little further to fully expose her private parts. She was gently stroking her private parts covered by the inner layer of stockings, very gently, with a hint of teasing.

Finally, she spoke: "Zheng Lili, Zheng Lili, I didn't expect you to become so slutty now, wearing two layers of stockings, what a slutty vixen!" "Ah?! This voice, this voice, could it be..."

I finally couldn't hold back anymore and took off my hood. Sure enough! It was Ye Xiaoling. It seemed she'd been properly trained by Sister Yan; her attire was telling – she was wearing ultra-thin pantyhose and high-heeled sandals, paired with a sexy dress, confirming she'd become a lesbian.

Ye Xiaoling smiled faintly, remaining silent. We all turned our attention to Sister Yan, awaiting her next instruction.

"Lili, now you know who it is, right? However, because you removed your hood without hearing my instructions, I'll have Xiaoling punish you later. Now let's take a break and watch a movie." "Oh, okay," I replied.

It was a Japanese anime, G-Taste, about a young girl named Morimura Nana who works as a maid in a baron's house, only to be trained into a lesbian fetish by the other maids and the housekeeper, Kannazuki Mai. The most exciting parts of the film were two scenes. One was when the housekeeper, Mai Kannazuki, discovered that Risa Mizutani, also a maid, was seducing Nana Morimura, and she had Nana punish Risa. The other was when Mai Kannazuki gathered the four maids—Nana Morimura, Risa Mizutani, Ayaka Konno, and Mayu Hoshino—together and made them engage in a 4P game.

After watching the short animated film, Xiaoling and I were extremely excited. I had a feeling that Sister Yan wanted us to imitate the female protagonists in the film.

Sister Yan, with the authoritative air of a housekeeper in a movie, commanded, "Lili, Xiaoling, I'm giving you a task. Following my instructions, you must recreate the scene in the cartoon where Nana Morimura punishes Risa Mizutani, just like the maids in the movie. Xiaoling, you'll play Nana, and Lili, you'll play Risa. Now, change into these maid outfits in the closet!"

It turned out Sister Yan had already prepared the clothes, so we changed into the same maid outfits as in the movie right there in the room, in front of her. The skirt of this maid outfit was very short; if you bent over even slightly, your buttocks would be completely exposed. Also, because it came with garter belts, I took off my original sexy lingerie and put on the maid outfit's lingerie and garter belt, then put on the stockings that Xiaoling had just taken off over two layers of stockings. Xiaoling, on the other hand, did the same, changing into lingerie and garter belts, and then putting on a pair of stockings over her pantyhose. The high heels were changed to the same kind with a ring buckle at the ankle, just like in the movie, and the heels were a good eight centimeters high. Finally, we put on white hair clips, and now from head to toe, we were completely maids!

"Now, let's begin!" Sister Yan commanded, a smug look on her face. Sister Yan came behind me and gestured for me to squat down. She lifted my legs and placed my buttocks on her kneeling legs, exposing my entire private parts to Xiao Ling.

"No...no...I'm so embarrassed...please put me down!" I covered my face with my hands and begged. "Why are you still like this...this is the punishment you asked for! Actually, I think this isn't really a punishment, it should be a reward for you!" Sister Yan whispered in my ear. "Xiao Ling, are you ready?" "Yes..." "Come on, eat..."

Xiao Ling sat opposite me and inserted the toe of her high heel into there.

"It hurts...it hurts so much, Sister Yan!" I cried out. "Lili, I'm sorry..." Xiaoling said from across the room. "Oh dear! That's not what you really mean, Xiaoling, is it?" "This... how do you say that... huff... huff..." "I saw you rubbing that area with the tip of your high heel on camera before..."

After saying that, Sister Yan paused, then ordered Xiaoling, "Come on! Xiaoling... don't be shy, let the high heel move freely!" "But, but, if I do that, Lili won't be able to take it..." "Xiaoling, don't worry, let it in quickly..." I couldn't help myself. "Seems like you really want to do it, Lili... then you take the initiative!" Sister Yan said, and gently pushed my body forward. I sat on the tip of Xiaoling's shoe, the tip of the high heel penetrating through the stockings... I felt very excited and let out a groan.

"Ahhhhh, I can't take it anymore! I can't wait for Xiaoling to move, so I'll just do it myself! Mmm... ah... so good! I... love the tips of high heels the most!"

After moving on the tips of Xiaoling's shoes for a while, we both felt a little tired, so we changed positions and lay on the ground together. Xiaoling and I kissed passionately, and I also guided Xiaoling's hands to caress our...

"Yes... there, like this, spread it open with your index and ring fingers, then with your middle finger... it's wet, isn't it... my little Ling... yes, yes... mmm... great! Ling!" "Really? Huff... huff... ahh..." "Little Ling's... it's wet too! Ahh! If it suddenly gets this wet, the stockings will..."

Ling suddenly rolled over and pressed herself against me, kissing my cheeks and neck forcefully. I reached my hand into her pantyhose and stroked her buttocks. We both moaned, the whole room filled with our sounds of pleasure...

"Don't do this, Lili! It's so embarrassing..." "Ahhh... mmm... Ling opened her butt too... when did she become such a lewd woman..." "...I... I... huff..." "Is it comfortable?" "There... put it there... put it there..." "Is it comfortable, Ling?" "Mmm... mmm..."

I helped Xiaoling sit up, our legs crossed, our bodies pressed tightly together. We put our hands behind us, arched our backs, and rubbed our bodies together... "Ahhh, no... I can't... if I bend over like this... Lili, Lili, no... no... I can't..." "Xiaoling... Xiaoling... mmm! It feels so good!"... Xiaoling stood up, lifted my two calves, and then bent down, carefully massaging my area with the tip of her left shoe. "Ahhhhhh... What should I do? Just now I was thinking I shouldn't do this... But, maybe doing this will make Sister Yan and Lili happy..." ...... Along with Lili's arching back, her high heels moved violently... Watching my high heels being sucked into Lili's wide-open crotch looked so... Ahhhh... But seeing Lili's satisfied expression, even I felt very comfortable... Although my heart was telling me not to... Stop, my feet wouldn't stop... I must be getting excited, I... I... I'm sorry, Xiaoling, I think I've become a bad girl... Please forgive me... Ahhhhhh... Finally, we both reached our climax in front of Sister Yan... "You two did very well..." Sister Yan said. Xiaoling and I smiled at each other, and now we were still tightly hugging each other, not wanting to separate. "But the next task is really difficult. You need to find a way to develop a few more lesbian enthusiasts among your classmates. We're going to do the 4P game you just saw in the video." "4P game? In that case, it would be best to bring in our other two dorm members, Shi Jing and Fang Qiong. Starting with them should be the easiest." I suggested. "Okay, then you guys figure out how to train these two girls before National Day. We'll start rehearsing this performance during National Day... Now, I'm going to join in and have fun with you all. Go to the dressing room and change your clothes. The clothes are all ready. Today, we're going to have an Arabian version of a threesome..." Hearing Sister Yan's instructions, we got a little excited again. Suppressing our desires, we went into the dressing room again. A moment later, three alluring women dressed in traditional Arabic clothing, stockings, and high-heeled sandals appeared... Rating/Report z55555585

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My name is Shi Jing, but I'm anything but quiet. I have a rather wild personality, a bit like a boy. I usually dress casually, mostly in casual clothes and sneakers, unlike some of the girls in my class who always wear floral dresses or even high heels and put on makeup before going out, trying to look like ladies. I just like the feeling of being unrestrained and don't want to wear uncomfortable outfits just to look good. Because of this, my bunkmate, the "ladylike" Ye Xiaoling, has lectured me countless times. She always says that girls should act like girls and not always act like boys, otherwise, forget about getting married, finding a boyfriend will be a problem. Ugh, how dare she curse me like that! However, after entering my senior year, I did start to understand her words. Because my style leans towards boys, most of the guys I know treat me like a buddy, and none of them have ever thought about making me their girlfriend. Almost four years of university and I haven't even had a single relationship, which is truly a regret. However, there's one thing I'm quite pleased about. Although some girls in our class are very ladylike (like my dormmates Ye Xiaoling and Zheng Lili), I haven't seen them seriously date in the past few years. That's understandable, considering we're in the English department of a liberal arts university! There are so many resources, it's inevitable that some will be wasted, haha. Speaking of Ye Xiaoling and Zheng Lili, they've seemed a bit strange since the start of the semester. Not only do they often go out and come back together, but their clothing has also changed in unison. For example, they wear skirts, stockings, and high heels every day. It's early September, and the weather is still hot. Don't they feel uncomfortable dressed like that? Although they say they're going to intern at a company, and the company uniforms are like that, it's still a bit suspicious to dress like that even when they're not interning at the company. And lately, they seem to be getting more and more alluring, making one wonder if their internship workplace is some kind of brothel? Oh well, who cares? It's none of my business anyway. I don't have many classes this semester, and I've already got a job at a middle school after graduation through family connections. I'll think about how to have fun during this time first. Fang Qiong, who sleeps in the lower bunk of the other bed, went to Beijing for an internship and probably won't be back until after National Day. Ye Xiaoling and Zheng Lili are usually not in the dorm during the day, and they also spend three nights out, so I'm usually alone in the dorm, which is quite boring. Sometimes I go out to go online, play badminton, or ride my bike around. If I really don't want to go out, I rent a couple of DVDs and watch them in the dorm. We have a Lenovo desktop computer in our dorm, which belongs to Fang Qiong. Her family is quite well-off; they bought her this computer in her sophomore year to help her study. She's one of the top students in our class and department. Before she went to Beijing for her internship this summer, her family bought her a laptop, so the three of us have been using this desktop, haha. About three weeks passed in this daze. After watching all the current Korean dramas, I prepared to start rewatching Hollywood blockbusters. Today is September 23rd. This morning, my mom called again to ask if I wanted to come home tomorrow. I looked out the window and saw that the sun was too strong to go out.I immediately told my mom, "No need, there's an activity in class today, I have to go." Haha, that's how I got away with it. Looking at this weather, it's really not good to go out. My home is in Nanhui, and it takes half a day to get from Puxi to Pudong by subway and bus, which is very troublesome. I don't want to go out in this weather, I'd rather find some fun at school. But I really can't think of any new highlights in my life lately, so I'll just continue the activity from a while ago and rent some movies to watch. Just as I was about to go out, the door opened, and Zheng Lili and Ye Xiaoling came back together. "Hey! Lili, Xiaoling, why did you know to come back today! Tell me! Where did you spend the night yesterday? Did you go to the Xiang something-something hotel?" "Hehe, you want to know?! Then next time we go out, we'll take you with us, and you'll know, right? Tell me the truth, do you want to come with us and see?" Zheng Lili said with a sly smile, while drawing the curtains, and then she and Xiaoling sat on the edge of the bed and started taking off their clothes. The two of them were probably going to take a shower soon. "You're letting me go so readily? Is there some kind of trap?" I joked with them. "How could we? We're roommates, do you think we'd hurt you?" Zheng Lili had already taken off her high-heeled sandals and dress, revealing a black bra that even I found incredibly alluring. She was dressed strangely; she was wearing pantyhose underneath, but also stockings on top, held up by the straps of her bra. And she wasn't even wearing underwear! How terrifying! She's so open now! Ye Xiaoling next to her had taken off her dress and was dressed similarly (thankfully, she was wearing underwear), except her bra was pink, lacking Lili's sexiness. "That's hard to say. The other dormmates are saying you guys have something going on..." I didn't dare watch them change, turning to look for money in my drawer to rent DVDs later. "Hehe, tell me if you dare to come with us?!" Ye Xiaoling chimed in. "I'm not going to argue with you guys anymore. I'm going out to rent some movies. You guys continue changing." I took the money and prepared to leave. "Ha, close the door properly. We haven't changed yet. Thank you!" Ye Xiaoling called out in her sweet, coquettish voice. I closed the door and went out. I could finally breathe a sigh of relief. These two little women are really unbearable... But Zheng Lili's lingerie was really sexy. I wonder if I could try on lingerie like that someday... Damn it, I'm thinking about these things again. I'm really ashamed of my past reputation. Hmm, we've arrived at the DVD store. I should think about what movies to watch first. After nearly ten minutes of browsing, I finally chose four movies: the first and second seasons of "Predator," which I had heard guys talk about a long time ago, and the first and second seasons of the Korean film "Sex Is Zero." After paying, I immediately ran back to my dorm room upstairs. When I opened the door, Lili and Xiaoling were already out, probably in the bathroom. Their clothes were in a plastic bag on Lili's bed. They're really strange; they don't even wash their own underwear. They always pack up their clothes and take them back to their internship company to wash them. So lazy. Curious, I leaned closer to look and fiddled with the clothes inside. Sure enough, there were two sets of underwear Lili and Xiaoling had changed out of—one black, one pink—along with two pairs of very sheer panties, and several pairs of thin, flesh-colored pantyhose and stockings. I really don't know how they manage to wear two pairs of stockings at once. It's so hot; don't they feel stuffy, especially down there? Moreover, wearing stockings seems to me like something that restricts a woman's freedom. I've always preferred loose clothing, but seeing them in sexy lingerie and stockings is quite alluring. Maybe one day I'll try it too… Just as I was lost in thought, my fingers touched one of the pantyhose, a peculiar sensation traveling to my fingertips. A strange idea suddenly occurred to me: I actually wanted to try wearing stockings, the very thing that represents a woman's allure. Strangely enough, I've never worn stockings before—not even long ones, short ones—for so long, cotton socks have always been my companion. I never expected to have this thought now… The thought flashed through my mind, but I decided against it. They'd be back soon, and it would be so embarrassing if they found out. My good image, built up over the years, would be ruined. Composing myself, I put the disc of the first Predator movie into the CD drive and started copying it to the computer. The CD drive was spinning, and since I had nothing else to do, I started playing some games on the computer. After playing for a while, I got bored and turned off the game. I lay on Zheng Lili's bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought, while the computer continued copying information from the disc. My eyes lingered on the ceiling fan for a moment, then moved down to a large full-length mirror on the balcony door. At the same time, my bare feet bumped into something. Suddenly, a thought popped into my head: since no one else was around, why not try on Lili's underwear and stockings, and see if I could be "womanly" in front of that mirror? Oh dear! This won't do. Why am I having these strange thoughts all day? It seems I've been influenced by Lili and her friend. This won't do! I absolutely cannot be influenced by them! I must continue being my tomboy! But if it's just a trial, it shouldn't be a big deal, right? I'm just seeing if I can still be a lady. If anything is embarrassing, it's just that trying on their underwear is a little embarrassing... The CD player stopped working, so I quickly got up and switched to "Predator Part 2" to continue copying. My gaze fell on the plastic bag containing Lily's underwear again, and that strange thought popped into my head. It's been more than half an hour since they went to take a shower, and they probably won't be back for another half hour or so. The room was quiet, with only the sound of the computer CD player running. My heart was pounding faster and faster. Finally, I reached my trembling hand into the plastic bag containing the mysterious things to me. I slowly took out a pair of pantyhose and a pair of sexy black lingerie that Lily had worn. My heart was racing. I looked around, quickly drew the curtains, then closed the door and locked it. Back at Lili's bedside, I quickly stripped off my t-shirt and shorts, still wearing my bra and panties. First, I put on the black, tight-fitting, sexy lingerie that still held Lili's warmth. My figure is actually quite good, similar to Lili's, with a nice curve. However, I've never been particularly fond of dressing up, so most people can't really tell what my figure is like. Therefore, this lingerie fit me quite well, and the part that supported my breasts was a bit tight, which pushed my breasts together, creating a cleavage. Looking in the mirror, it looked very sexy. Then came the pantyhose. I carefully looked at the sheer, almost translucent garment in my hand—an item many women coveted. I thought to myself, this is something I've never tried before; I wonder what kind of feeling it will bring me. I gently stroked the stockings; they felt wonderful, so smooth to the touch. They were shaped like feet and knees, very thin and sheer, completely transparent from toe to waist. I imagined they'd look great with open-toed sandals, but unfortunately, I didn't have any women's high-heeled sandals, only athletic sandals. So, I'd have to try them on with their sandals later. I sat on the edge of the bed, slowly rolling up the stockings, lifting my left leg, and gently slipping the stockings onto my left foot. Wow... such a smooth feeling... I don't know how to describe it. When the stockings on my left leg reached my knee, I switched to my right leg and started putting them on my right foot. Watching the stockings slowly slip onto my toes, and then my toes peek out from under the sheer, flesh-colored stockings, I suddenly felt a tingling sensation in my bones. I felt like I was melting from the silky smoothness. No wonder women are so fond of stockings; it's a way of captivating women. I stood up and slowly pulled the stockings up with both hands, watching them gradually cover my knees, thighs, and lower abdomen, the silky feel filling my entire legs. Finally, I adjusted them, ensuring the stockings perfectly fit my legs. Surprisingly, these stockings were special; they didn't have the restrictive feeling I had expected. Wearing them felt very comfortable. I stroked my legs and feet, capturing that tingling sensation. My legs felt so good, like they had a new layer of skin—a sexy layer. Lily's sandals were nearby. I took them, gently slipped my feet in, and fastened the straps. My toes peeked out from under the shoes; without careful observation, one would mistake them for not wearing stockings, but it was precisely this subtle, hazy effect that added to the sexiness. After putting on the high-heeled sandals, I stood up, walked to the full-length mirror, and began to carefully examine myself. Was the girl in the mirror still me? If it were me, why would she dress so sexily? Why would she wear such sexy black lingerie with sensual lace patterns? Why would she wear such revealing, alluring flesh-colored sheer stockings? Why would she wear 8-centimeter high-heeled sandals to make herself walk in a coy, affected manner? Why? I don't know....But I knew this was clearly a sexy woman I had once vehemently refused to become! Did I subconsciously want to be like that? Did I still harbor this desire deep down? I was losing control, watching the woman in the mirror untie the ribbon from her ponytail, letting her shoulder-length hair fall freely. She walked back and forth in the mirror, beginning to make bold movements, touching her body, showing off her legs, using her stockinged feet to seduce me... The CD player stopped playing, and the only sound in the room was the occasional thud of heels on the floor. This feeling was so wonderful; I was completely absorbed, unable to pull myself away. At that moment, looking in the mirror, I felt a strong urge to perform! And I seemed to be slowly becoming fascinated by the feeling of admiring my own sexy side... Oh no, I've fallen in love with this feeling! I actually found myself interested in something I used to despise, at this very moment! Humans?! They're truly two-faced creatures. A shout from another dormitory outside the door startled me awake. Oh no, Lili and the others are coming back soon. I absolutely can't let them see me like this; I have to change right away. I checked my watch; about twenty minutes had passed. I figured I'd hear them in another five minutes. I quickly took off my stockings and underwear, changed into my own clothes—it only took two minutes. Then I tidied up the underwear and stockings, preparing to put them in the plastic bag, but another thought seemed to take hold of me. I hesitated whether to put the underwear and stockings back. Why couldn't I just quietly put them away and enjoy them later? But if they returned them to their internship company, wouldn't everything be exposed? Time slowly passed, and I finally made a decision. I put the more conspicuous underwear back in the plastic bag, and then quietly put the pair of pantyhose I had just worn into my closet. After tidying everything up, I unlocked the door again, returned to the computer, and pretended to be nonchalant as I continued copying the disc. Five minutes later, they returned as expected, looking cheerful. They patted my shoulder as soon as they came in. "How's it going, Little Stone? Have you decided? If you're free the day after tomorrow, how about we go check out that company together?" Xiaoling asked again. "Oh, no, I have class that day. Aren't you going to class again?" "You always say you're not going, so boring! Don't make up excuses about having class anymore, just say you're too scared to go..." "Hmph, who says I'm scared! This time, I'm really going!" I don't know why, but today Xiaoling's provocation made me impulsively. (Rating/Report z55555585)

Elementary school student (200/1000) rank: 2 rank: 2 posts 91 points 242 points Lurking value 10576 rice Visit my page Add friend Say hello Send message 8th floor Posted on 2009-02-28 09:14 am | Show only this author's posts "Hehe, okay, we'll see you the day after tomorrow! Remember, don't back out! Backing out is for dogs! Haha, you look pretty good today, kind of like a girl. To be honest, you look better with your hair down, a bit more womanly." "Oh... really? My head was itchy, so I let my hair down to scratch it..." I had a bad feeling; I'd forgotten to tie my hair up. I quickly made up an excuse. Luckily, it was just my hair that was down, nothing else. Hopefully, they wouldn't go looking through my underwear and stockings later. Thankfully, Lili stuffed the plastic bag under the bed and sat under the fan with Xiaoling, chatting and enjoying the breeze. I copied the videos to the computer and then prepared to watch a movie. Before watching, I had to ask them for their opinions on which movie they wanted to watch first. I wanted to watch Predator, but they insisted on watching Sex Is Zero, even though they had already seen it before. So, under pressure, I started watching the first part of Sex Is Zero. After watching for a while, I found it quite interesting and watched the whole thing with great interest. It was really funny, and there were some excessive scenes that you don't usually see in movies, which made me blush. After watching, it was noon, so the three of us went to the cafeteria for lunch. In the afternoon, we watched the second part. This one didn't seem to have any direct connection to the first one; it was probably a different story, but the descriptions of romantic relationships were bolder than in the first movie. I felt a little hot inside, but thankfully I controlled my emotions and endured it for an hour and a half until the movie finally ended. I stood up, ready to switch to watching Predator, when Lily suddenly lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "Hey! Little Stone, want to watch another movie like the one before? How about it? Dare to watch it?" "Tch! What wouldn't I dare to watch! Do you have any? If you do, I'll watch it!" I said dismissively. "Hehe, we happen to have some here, look..." As she spoke, Lily took out several DVDs from her handbag and picked one out, handing it to me. I looked at the picture on the DVD; it showed a female teacher and a female student. The title was in Japanese, and I didn't know what it meant. The female teacher was wearing a very sexy uniform, a short skirt, and high heels. She was also very alluring, with long legs in flesh-colored stockings placed on the desk, giving off a slightly promiscuous vibe. The female student was wearing a school uniform and seemed to have done something wrong, standing aside listening to the teacher's lecture. I put the DVD into the DVD player and started copying it. "This isn't the kind of porn that guys usually talk about, is it?" I asked tentatively. "No, it's not at that level yet, but let me tell you, you won't regret watching it later. I guarantee you'll find it even more captivating than the movie we just watched!" A moment later, the movie was copied, I ejected the disc, and started playing it. It was a Japanese film, thankfully the subtitles were in Traditional Chinese, so I could understand some of the content. The scene was simple: a school incident where a female teacher finds a female student sleeping during class and keeps her after school for discipline. The beginning was bland, without any exciting elements, and I started to wonder if they were playing a trick on me. However, after school, when the teacher led the student into an empty office, I saw something truly shocking—something I'd never seen before. The female teacher led her female student into the office, then sat down in the office chair, propping her long legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, on the desk. She gently swung her high heels, gave the student a few words of instruction, and then, seemingly finding the high heels uncomfortable, lightly kicked them off. The high heels wobbled and fell onto the desk. The camera focused on the teacher's stockinged feet, providing a close-up. The teacher was also wearing the same type of sheer stockings I had worn that morning; I could clearly see her toes beneath, and her toenails painted with blue nail polish. The teacher seemed quite pleased with her feet, rubbing them together while closing her eyes, appearing to be thoroughly enjoying herself, seemingly ignoring the student beside her. Seeing the teacher rubbing her stockinged feet together suddenly gave me a chill. I remembered the feeling when I tried on the Lily stockings that morning. This teacher must be enjoying that silky smooth feeling too, right? After a while, the teacher seemed to realize she had overstepped her bounds, so she called the student to her side and had the girl lean against the desk facing her to receive her instruction. After several reprimands, the girl lowered her head even further and didn't say anything. The teacher seemed to want to comfort the student, so she reached out her right hand and gently patted the girl's waist. But... but after patting, she didn't stop. She stroked the girl's high, round buttocks for a while, then began to move down, stroking the girl's thighs clad in black stockings. Then she said something, roughly saying that her legs were beautiful, especially in black stockings, which made them even sexier, and that she liked them very much, so she wanted to stroke her legs. Seeing this, I realized something was wrong. This... isn't this a lesbian relationship? But my eyes and body seemed to have a mind of their own, and a voice inside me cried out, "Don't you think two women like this is sexy and seductive? Keep watching! Keep watching!" The teacher's hand continued to caress, and began to slip inside the girl's skirt. Suddenly, the teacher looked surprised. She gestured for the girl to sit on the desk, and then she herself pulled her legs up and down, her bare feet on the floor. She then lifted the girl's skirt to examine her closely, and suddenly laughed, I don't know what she saw. The teacher began to slowly pull down the girl's stockings, and the camera slowly zoomed in. When the stockings were down to her knees, the teacher stopped, and the camera was now focused on the girl's legs. The girl's thighs, just after the stockings were removed, shone with a dazzling luster, even brighter than the teacher's legs in their flesh-colored stockings (and even shinier than the stockings I was trying on). It turned out that the girl was wearing flesh-colored pantyhose under her stockings, and a very alluring, sparkly pair at that. No wonder the teacher had looked so surprised when she put her hand under the skirt. The female teacher looked ecstatic. She pulled the stockings down to her calves and then stroked the girl's abdomen down to her knees, over and over again. At this point, neither of them spoke, only the gradually rising moans could be heard. Both women seemed excited! Seeing this, the emotions I had suppressed for so long were released all at once. I watched the two women caressing each other on the screen, feeling how happy they were, and I had a wish that I were that girl on the screen. Not only could I wear sexy, sparkly stockings, but I could also enjoy the caresses of a woman... The two women gradually moved to the desk, caressing and teasing each other. At that moment, my mind went blank, and in my hazy consciousness, I saw Lili take out a pair of flesh-colored, shimmering pantyhose, just like the ones on the screen, and say to me in a seductive voice, "Want to try these stockings? They're incredibly smooth!" "I...I want to..." I took the stockings, somewhat impatiently but also mechanically, and stroked them several times in my hands. They were so smooth. Then Lili and Xiaoling slowly took my hands and led me to the bed. I let them undress me completely, and then they slowly helped me put on the pantyhose. It was a completely new feeling, so soft, smooth, and comfortable. Although the crotch area was a little tight, this slight restraint only added to the slightly erotic, silky feeling. I stroked my legs, rubbing them together. They were so smooth, so comfortable... Xiaoling then took out a set of sexy purple lingerie and helped me put it on. I touched my body, almost unable to believe that I was actually wearing these sexy items. Beside me, Lili and Xiaoling were also taking out their underwear and stockings that they had changed out of that morning, preparing to change. "Hey, where are my pantyhose? Xiaoling, did you see where I put them?" Lili suddenly exclaimed. "Oh... I'm sorry, I hid them in... in my closet, I... I'll go get them..." My face flushed red, and I quickly opened the closet, took out the stockings, and handed them to Lili. "Hehe, you actually did something like this! We'll punish you later!" Lili threatened me with a serious expression. Hmm! Punish me? Like that teacher punishing students? Well, actually... actually... I'm quite looking forward to it! On the computer screen, the teacher and the girl had already taken off their outer clothes, both wearing incredibly sexy lingerie and stockings. They were intently caressing each other's beautiful legs and feet in stockings. I felt envious of them; this was the life a woman should live... Lili and Xiaoling walked up to me, their sexy bodies blocking the screen. Now, I thought they were truly stunning beauties. I sat up on the bed and softly said, "Well then, let's begin!" The bodies of the three sexy women intertwined... (Rating/Report z55555585)

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When I returned to school after the National Day holiday, I noticed something was off about my dorm mates. They'd changed so much in just over three months: Ye Xiaoling and Zheng Lili were dressing much more maturely, always wearing expensive clothes, stockings, and high-heeled sandals—they no longer looked like students. Even the usually unconventional Xiao Shitou had suddenly changed her image, wearing short skirts and black stockings, but with canvas shoes and white cotton socks on her feet. I asked her, and she said she'd joined the school's basketball cheerleading team. The leader was strict, and they had to maintain this attire all the time. Wow! That's really strange. I remember she had considered becoming a cheerleader back in freshman year, but she gave up the idea because of the short skirts and stockings. I never expected that now, in her senior year, she'd actually joined! I really don't know what she was thinking! Was she afraid her university life would end too soon, so she wanted to enrich her experience? Because I was so familiar with them, I still couldn't accept their sudden change over a week later. Every day I felt like I was avoiding them, and I'd go to the classroom to study whenever I had free time. Partly to avoid their influence, and partly because I genuinely needed to study, as I was taking the postgraduate entrance exam in January. I planned to switch majors and apply to Fudan University's finance department, so I had to put in the effort. It was Friday. Some things had kept me from going home in the afternoon, and traffic was usually congested between 5 and 7 pm, so I changed my mind and decided to stay at school that night and go home the next morning. After dinner, I returned to the dorm. The three of them were changing clothes; it looked like they were going out together again. "Fang Qiong, didn't you go home today?" Ye Xiaoling asked, sitting on my bed. She was staring intently at her shapely, long legs as she slipped on a pair of very thin, sheer flesh-colored pantyhose. She was already wearing a sexy purple corset. "Oh, that's rare! We're going out later, want to come along?" Zheng Lili interjected. She had already put on a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose, thinner than Xiaoling's, and was now preparing to put on a second pair. —How strange, why do all three of them like to wear two layers of stockings? Even though it's late October and the weather isn't hot anymore, wearing two layers of stockings is still a bit uncomfortable. "Oh no, I'm going to study in the classroom later, you guys go play, I'm not going." As I spoke, I went to my desk to find some books I planned to review tonight. "Ah...who?!" Someone suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed my breast. "Haha, Fang Qiong! I didn't realize that after more than three months in Beijing, your breasts have gotten bigger!" Shi Jing chuckled from behind. "Take your hand away, I'm still looking for something!" "Okay, I'll take it away..." Shi Jing's hand didn't touch my breasts anymore, but she suddenly wrapped her arms around my waist and grabbed the hem of my dress, pulling it up to expose my thighs. At the same time, she gently rubbed her stockinged legs against mine. I wasn't wearing stockings like them, and a strange sensation clearly traveled through my body—so smooth! A little comfortable… For a moment, I felt a strong urge to indulge in it. "You! That's outrageous!" I suddenly realized what was happening and made a move to hit her. Shi Jing dodged, her skirt billowing up. Today, she was still wearing black stockings over her flesh-colored pantyhose, but these stockings seemed different from the ones from a few days ago; they were shinier. No wonder they felt so smooth earlier. Also, when her skirt lifted, I saw straps holding the stockings up; she was probably wearing a corset with straps like Xiao Ling had earlier. Sigh! This little stone is finished. His final year of university, his reputation ruined, corrupted by those wicked people. Now, maybe only I remain unchanged. I've always focused my energy on studying, not on dressing up. My clothes are a bit conservative, but as long as I don't look like a boy, it's fine. But honestly, while I might not be the best looking among the four, my figure is definitely the best; I'm 1.5 meters tall.At 71 meters, she was the tallest of the four, with a remarkably well-proportioned figure, long limbs, and a rounded bottom. Her breasts, which had been a bit thin before, seemed to have suddenly grown in the last six months, increasing by a cup size. I shook my head, picked up my things, and said to them, "I'm leaving. You guys go have fun, remember to come back early!" At the same time, I thought to myself, "You're hopeless!" I walked out the door. "Okay—we'll come find you in the classroom when we're done playing." It was Shi Jing's voice from behind. Humph! Who believes that?! You're definitely going to stay out all night again, right? Will you even come back? From 6:30 to 8:00, I studied in the dorm, but it wasn't very effective because my chest kept aching, affecting my concentration. This might be because my body is still developing, or it might be because Shi Jing's grip was too rough. I couldn't concentrate, so I checked my watch—it was just past 8:00—and packed up to go back to the dorm. The dorm was empty. I put my books back in their place, turned on my desktop computer, and wanted to see what movies I could watch to relax. Shi Jing loves watching movies; she's copied countless films onto my computer. I found her movie folder and tried to find something good. Suddenly, I saw a folder named "Fang Qiong, come watch." Strange! Did Shi Jing know what movies I liked and put them in this folder? I double-clicked to open the folder. There were dozens of RMVB files inside, almost all in Japanese, which I couldn't understand. Finally, I found a few in English, but the titles didn't seem to be recent blockbusters. My curiosity was piqued. I decided to ignore it and randomly picked one, double-clicked to open it, and started watching. The room was a large office, with only a woman dressed as a secretary sitting at her desk. The secretary, wearing glasses, was quite demure; upon closer inspection, she even resembled Sophie Marceau. She was dressed in an office uniform. The camera panned to under the desk, revealing her in black high heels, probably ten centimeters high. Her legs were clad in sheer, glossy black stockings, giving her a seductive look. The secretary was intently reviewing documents, her right leg crossed over her left, the high heel of her right foot already slipping off her heel, swaying with each step. Even as a woman, I found the pose rather alluring… Suddenly, a door opened, and a woman in her thirties, who appeared to be a manager, peeked out and beckoned the secretary in. The camera followed the secretary to the manager's office. The manager had already sat back down in her chair and gestured for the secretary to stand to her left. After asking a few simple work-related questions, the manager suddenly reached out and stroked the secretary's thigh, which was covered in black stockings, praising her legs as very sexy and the stockings as excellent. The secretary was a little surprised and wanted to resist, but hesitated. The supervisor's hand continued to caress her, this time even more brazenly. She reached inside the secretary's skirt and touched her most private parts. The supervisor pulled up the secretary's skirt, and the camera cut in—ah! I saw that the secretary wasn't wearing underwear. Under the sexy, sheer black stockings, I could clearly see a woman's most private parts, and at this moment, the female supervisor was shamelessly violating that area. The secretary didn't resist at all, panting softly. My God! What kind of film is this?! This... isn't this a lesbian relationship? I couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. I couldn't bear to watch any longer and immediately turned off the player. I ran my fingers through my hair and scratched my scalp a few times to calm myself down. That Shi Jing, she actually copied this kind of film onto my computer, she really doesn't want to work here! When she comes back, I'll definitely interrogate her properly, then teach her a lesson, and then order her to make amends and clean up all this garbage. I opened other videos (including the Japanese ones) and browsed through them one by one. I was furious; they were all pornographic films, and without exception, they were all about two women (some even involved more than two). In a fit of anger, I deleted the folder named "Fang Qiong, come and see." Now I had no interest in watching movies at all. I quickly washed up, reviewed my lessons a little, and then went to bed.The next morning, I waited until 8:30 but the three of them didn't return, so I went home without giving Shi Jing a lecture. On Monday morning, after returning to school, I went straight to class. Normally, I'm a senior and don't have many classes, but I signed up for a third foreign language, German, so I have quite a few classes to attend; today I have half a day of classes. The German teacher is very young, a recent graduate, I think she's about twenty-five this year, and quite good-looking, but I don't know why she's still single. Today she wore a black uniform, paired with sheer black stockings and black high heels, looking very elegant. When I saw the teacher's short skirt, for some reason, the image of the secretary I saw last Friday suddenly appeared in my mind. That secretary was also wearing a similar uniform, stockings, and high heels. I stared intently at the teacher's long legs in stockings and her feet in high heels, comparing them to the image in my mind. Yes! The uniform, the stockings, the high heels… aside from her appearance, this teacher was practically a carbon copy of that secretary, it was just too much of a coincidence! Oh no! Why am I suddenly thinking about these things? I should focus on the lesson! However, although I could stop myself from thinking about the secretary, I couldn't stop my eyes from looking at the teacher. All morning, I barely listened to the lesson; my mind was filled with the teacher's elegant figure in her uniform, stockings, and high heels. What's wrong with me? How did I become like this? You know, I used to almost never daydream in class. I thought of Shi Jing! Yes! It's all that girl Shi Jing's fault! I'll definitely find her and teach her a lesson after lunch! After class, I rushed to the cafeteria, ate lunch, and then rushed back to the dormitory. I had to catch Shi Jing red-handed! But there was no sign of them in the dormitory; perhaps they were eating and hadn't returned yet. I turned on the computer again to see if there was any other evidence Shi Jing had left behind, so I'd have something to show for my confrontation with her later. I searched the video files on the computer, and a lot of results came up. I dragged the mouse and slowly examined them, opening and browsing through each one when I was unsure. After a while, I found that they were all adult films, unlike the pornographic videos I'd found the other day. I slowly scrolled to the last few results and opened a file called "zol01". The first thing I saw was four women dressed in Arabic attire, veiled, and very revealing, seemingly performing belly dancing. The camera zoomed in, and I could see that these women were all wearing high-heeled sandals and dressed very provocatively. They were now sitting on an Arabic-style carpet, playing around with each other. The camera focused on their legs, which were casually displayed on the carpet. They were all wearing Arabic-style silk harem pants, and two of the women lifted their almost transparent pants for the camera. Wow, they were wearing stockings underneath their pants! So it's one of those kinds of films after all. Now I've finally found the evidence! Little Stone, just you wait and see! To confirm whether this film is really porn, I decided to grit my teeth and continue watching. I dragged the progress bar forward a bit. Two women were now rolling around on the carpet, and two others were sitting on the carpet, embracing and kissing each other's feet, which were clad in high-heeled sandals and stockings. How disgusting! How filthy! Now I can be absolutely certain that this is porn. I dragged it forward a bit more, and now the scene was even more obscene. The four women were still wearing stockings, high heels, and those alluring Arabic outfits, and their veils were still on their faces. But now they were doing the kind of thing that only men and women do: one woman had a man's penis tied around her waist, and she was hugging the buttocks of another woman kneeling on the carpet, pushing her forward excitedly, while the other two were fanning the flames, doing everything they could to seduce her. I couldn't watch anymore. I dragged the progress bar to the end. Now, the four women seemed to have already climaxed and were sitting on the carpet resting, but each was still stroking one or two of the other women's stockinged legs. They had removed their veils. The camera cut in, focusing on their faces. Ah!!! I was stunned!!! I almost jumped out of my seat. I recognized three of the women: Ye Xiaoling, Zheng Lili, and Shi Jing… My mind went blank. I had seen a pornographic film made by one of my dorm classmates. I found it hard to accept. I hesitated, wondering if I could confront them with the film when they returned. I didn't know what to do. I replayed the film, this time resisting the urge to skip ahead, letting it finish on its own. That's right! It was those three. Ye Xiaoling was the one who tied up her genitals; Zheng Lili was kneeling on the ground being "bullied" by Xiaoling; Shi Jing was the one making Zheng Lili kiss her private parts; and the woman behind Xiaoling, teasing her, was a woman I didn't recognize, around thirty years old. She seemed very proper on the surface, but it seemed she was the one instructing these three girls to do such despicable things. (Rating/Report: z55555585)

Elementary school student (200/1000) rank: 2 rank: 2 posts 91 points 242 points Lurking value 10576 rice Visit my page Add friend Say hello Send message 10th floor Posted on 2009-02-28 09:16I turned off the video and thought for a while. I decided I couldn't confront them about these things yet; I should wait and talk to one of them individually later. I didn't delete the video; I kept it, thinking it might be useful later… I shut down my computer, packed some things, and went out to study. It's late November, and seats in the study rooms are scarce because many graduate school applicants have been hogging seats in certain rooms for a long time. Other students have to search for a long time to find a good spot. That's what happened to me; I went to several teaching buildings and two libraries, but couldn't find a good place—a wasted trip. Oh well, they won't be back anyway, so I'll go back to my dorm to study. I returned to my dorm, and thankfully, they hadn't come back. I spread out my books and started reviewing for a while. The weather seemed to change after noon today; the temperature dropped a bit. I forgot to bring any warm clothes when I came from home, so I was only wearing a shirt and skirt. Now I felt a little cold, so I closed the doors and windows on the balcony and went back to my seat to read. "Achoo!" I sneezed. It seemed I had caught a bit of a chill. I rubbed my eyes, glanced at the clock—it was 2:30. I closed my book, lay down on my bed to rest, and pulled the blanket over myself while thinking about the events of the past few days. In my drowsy state, I heard the door open. I opened my eyes and saw Shi Jing come in dressed as a cheerleader. "Oh, Fang Qiong, didn't you go to study today?" She seemed a little surprised to see me. "The study rooms were too crowded, and I couldn't find a seat, so I came back to study. Anyway, you guys aren't usually in the dorms, so it's convenient for me," I replied, a little annoyed. “Oh, there was a basketball game just now, and our cheerleading team went. The game just ended, so I came back.” Shi Jing explained as she sat down on a chair next to me and took off her sneakers. Their cheerleading outfits are all like this: tops like the ones you often see on saleswomen in supermarkets, paired with sneakers, white cotton socks, and pantyhose—a very sporty look. “Oh, how’s life as a cheerleader? Are you settling in?” I asked. “It’s great, quite interesting. I’m starting to regret not signing up sooner; I should have signed up two years earlier.” She took off her white cotton socks, revealing her feet in flesh-colored stockings. The toes of the stockings were transparent, clearly showing her toes—very sexy. “How interesting is it? Tell me?” “You want to know? Then you have to grant me one request first!” Shi Jing blinked a few times and said. "Hehe, you have requirements? Well then, tell me, I'm listening." Shi Jing chuckled a few times, then stopped talking and began stroking my calves. After a few strokes, she said, "I know you might refuse, but I still want to try. I want you to massage my feet." As she spoke, a pair of warm, silk-stockinged feet were extended in front of me. Now I could clearly see the tiny veins on the insteps of her feet and smell the sour odor of sweat. I felt my face flush red, and I pushed her feet away, saying, "You're so unruly! Get your stinky feet off me!" "Hahahaha!" Shi Jing burst into laughter. "I was just kidding, look how angry you are." I turned my head to the wall, not wanting to hear her anymore. "Want to know how fun cheerleading is? Let me tell you. The most fun time for us cheerleaders is when we're performing on the court. All the audience's attention is on us then. You can't understand that feeling unless you've experienced it. It's a captivating, intoxicating feeling, like you've conquered the whole world..." She leaned back and started talking to herself. "...And there's another thing about cheerleading: we can dress very sexy and feminine without being investigated by the school or any department... Living like that every day, don't you think it's amazing?" she continued rambling. "That's not like you at all, you used to be such a tomboy!" I turned my head back and interjected. "Oh, you know that was before. Now I really want to live like a woman." She was now down to just her underwear and pantyhose. The underwear was a pink corset, and the pantyhose were flesh-colored and shiny, looking very alluring in the dim light. "Oh..." This was a completely different Shi Jing from someone I didn't recognize. I didn't know what to say. Shi Jing, dressed in this sexy outfit, walked around the room a few times before suddenly approaching my bed and saying, "Fang Qiong, do you think my stockings look good?" "..." My mind went blank; I didn't know what to say. Shi Jing grabbed my hand and placed it on her thigh. She pulled my wrist and moved it slowly, my hand gently touching her stockinged thigh. So smooth, so comfortable. "How is it? Feels good, right? Shall I put a pair of stockings like these on you too?" Shi Jing suddenly said very gently. My mind was still blank; I seemed to not know how to speak. I just slowly nodded. Shi Jing took out a pair of black, ultra-thin pantyhose. She grabbed my feet and gently put them on me. I felt very stiff, as if I could no longer control my own body, just letting Shi Jing do as she pleased. The stockings were on, and they did feel very soft and smooth. I rubbed my legs together; it felt very comfortable. Shi Jing lifted one of my legs and said, "Look, isn't this leg sexy?" Sure enough, the leg, encased in stockings, shimmered and was much more alluring than bare legs. I couldn't help but stroke my legs… Suddenly, Shi Jing also stroked my legs. I felt her hands were very hot; under her touch, I felt like I was melting. "I'll show you something good later!" Shi Jing whispered mysteriously in my ear. Her breath tickled my ear. She searched in the wardrobe for a while, then fiddled around for a bit before standing in front of me. "Fang Qiong, today I'll let you enjoy the most wonderful pleasure in life!" Her expression was lewd; a large object was tied around her waist and swayed gently, possessing a wanton beauty. Shi Jing slowly walked over, and I covered my eyes. "No!…" I cried out. I woke up; it was just a dream. Although it was just a dream, I felt a slight change within me. My head was dizzy; I touched my forehead, it was a little hot—I guess I had a cold and fever. I was still alone in the dorm. I glanced at the clock; it was almost four. I'd slept for over an hour. Time to get back to studying. But my head ached, and my whole body ached so much I didn't want to move. I was really sick. I grabbed a book from the bedside table and started reading. But my head was so dizzy; after a while, my vision blurred. I closed the book, pulled the covers up, and turned my head towards the wall, ready for a good nap. Wait, my hand under the pillow seemed to touch something. I lifted the pillow—it was a pair of unopened flesh-colored pantyhose. I wondered whose they were; how could they be on my bed like that? Underneath the pantyhose was a magazine called "Lace," I didn't know what that meant. The cover featured three young, sexy women wearing masks, pantyhose, and high heels, flirting with each other. I put the pantyhose back under the pillow and took out the magazine to read. The cover had a few words on it, model introductions: Lili, Lingling, Jingjing. These names sounded a bit odd, like they referred to Zheng Lili, Ye Xiaoling, and Shi Jing. I randomly flipped through a few pages and found it was a photography magazine, mostly filled with pictures. Looking at the models, sure enough, it was the three of them. This issue was a photo collection of their work. My spirits seemed to lift a little. I browsed through the magazine from beginning to end, finding pictures of the three of them together in various scenes: an office manager and secretary, a teacher and student, a maid's lounge, and later, a scene reminiscent of the movie I'd seen at noon—Arab women playfully interacting. Seeing these pictures, I felt a strange excitement rising within me; a perverse hope began to swell within me. Perhaps, I could become one of them… I devoured the magazine, not missing a single line of text or picture. Those seductive words and sexy pictures were deeply imprinted in my mind, lingering there. Suddenly, I wanted to try on the stockings under my pillow. I pulled them out, unpacked them, and took them out. They were flesh-colored pantyhose, very thin and soft, transparent from the toes to the waist, and embossed the shape of my legs and feet. They had a beautiful sheen, and looked just like the pair Shi Jing often wore. I struggled to sit up, pulled back the covers, and then pulled my skirt up to my hips. It was so cold; I had to put the stockings on quickly so I wouldn't be cold anymore. I gently rolled up the stockings and slipped them onto my toes, first my left foot, then my right. The stockings slowly pulled up to my knees, thighs, and hips. Now my entire long legs were encased in the stockings. It felt so good, just like in my dreams… I felt no longer cold. I gently stroked my feet and legs, imagining Lili, Xiaoling, or Shi Jing around me, caressing my sexy legs.My body gradually sank into that perverse hope. In my excitement, I drifted off to sleep. In my dream, I truly became one of them. I tried on all sorts of sexy lingerie, high heels, and stockings with the three of them, then filmed together, enjoying the fun and pleasure. I felt my body constantly hot and excited; I wanted to try all sorts of new things. I fell deeply in love with this "lace lady" life. ... We played and frolicked to our hearts' content. Suddenly, I felt very cold. I asked Lili to help me put on another pair of flesh-colored pantyhose, but I was still cold. I begged Xiaoling to help me put on a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose as well, but the cold still hadn't subsided. Finally, I licked Shi Jing's stockinged feet and begged her to put on a pair of black pantyhose for me. This time, I was finally not cold anymore... I woke up and heard noises in the room. I opened my eyes; the three of them had returned. When Shi Jing saw I was awake, she came to my bedside and said, "You have a cold and a high fever, and you kept saying you were cold, so we were worried you'd get cold, so we helped you put on some extra clothes." She pointed to my legs. I could feel something on my legs, like wool pants. I reached down and touched my buttocks—ah! Stockings, four pairs of stockings. "Because your own wardrobe is full of summer clothes, we gave you some of our own clothes." Shi Jing sat on the edge of my bed, pulled back the covers, and started stroking my stockinged legs. I trembled all over. It was the first time a woman had touched my sexy legs, clad in four pairs of stockings, and I felt incredibly excited… "You know what? You were so naughty just now! You were hugging my stockinged feet, kissing and licking them, begging me to put another pair on you. This is nothing like our gentle Miss Fang!" Shi Jing's hands were very restless, repeatedly stroking my thighs and buttocks, and occasionally pinching them. "Ugh," I felt a wave of shame wash over me, pulling the blanket over my head, yet simultaneously hoping she would continue her assault. Sure enough, Shi Jing's movements grew increasingly passionate; she was now sitting at the foot of my bed, relentlessly caressing and kissing my stockinged feet. At the same time, I felt four other hands slowly approaching my body. I trembled, silently shouting, "Let's begin! I've decided to join you!" A sleepless night had begun…

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After staring at the computer for too long, my eyes started to sting. I stood up, walked to the window, and leaned out to breathe in the fresh air and gaze into the distance, giving my tired eyes a rest. It was another bright, sunny day outside. The weather forecast predicted a high of 20 degrees Celsius, and it certainly felt quite warm—not at all like the weather after the start of winter (although we've already passed the Great Snow solar term). I was still wearing my usual summer dress, but I added a jacket when I went out to keep warm. Looking into the distance, I remembered an email I'd just received. It was from a German girl I'd met four years ago when I was an exchange student there. She wrote: "Dear Isabel (my German name): Hello! I hope my sudden letter hasn't bothered you. I have some good news to share. On the evening of December 21st, I will arrive in Shanghai, China, to conduct a month-long negotiation with a Chinese company with my colleagues. During this time, I will be staying at the Shanghai #### Hotel." I wonder if we'll be able to meet again then and relive some wonderful memories from four years ago. I sincerely look forward to your reply! YoursMy loyal friend Monica… My thoughts drifted back four years to my time studying in Germany. During those two years there, I formed a very good friendship with Monica, and under her guidance, I underwent a significant transformation… But now I'm torn between agreeing to meet her. I don't want to disrupt my gradually returning to a normal life, yet I have an undeniable attachment to Monica, leaving me in a difficult position. Thankfully, I still have over ten days to decide. I can think it over and then reply to her. I took a deep breath, returned to my desk, and continued working. I still had several student papers to review; I needed to hurry. Also, I had my last two classes of the weekend later, so I needed to prepare. At 2:50 PM, I left my office and headed to the classroom. This was a German class for third- and fourth-year students, so there wasn't much in-depth research. I taught methodically, and soon an hour and a half had passed, and get out of class was about to end. At exactly five o'clock, the bell rang, signaling the end of the week's work. Students gradually left the classroom, and I was about to close my lesson plan, shut down my computer, and leave when a quiet girl with glasses approached and asked, "Ms. Lin, I still have a few questions. Could I take a little more of your time?" I checked the time: 5:03. "Okay, what's wrong?" "Um, I still can't quite grasp the pronunciation of this sentence. Could you please repeat it?" "Oh, it's like this... um, let me give you an example first..." I began to explain. However, this student seemed determined to keep me from leaving, asking one question after another, and they were quite difficult to explain. About twenty minutes had already passed, and there were only the two of us left in the classroom. I glanced at my watch, then interrupted, "Young lady, the questions you asked today are quite insightful. I need to do some research to answer them. How about this, if you have time tonight, come to my dorm. I can show you some more materials, and we can study them together. What do you think?" "Ah! Okay, thank you, teacher. What's your dorm address? I'll write it down." I told her my dorm address and room number, then suddenly remembered I didn't know her name. "Oh, right, what's your name?" "My name is Fang Qiong, Teacher Lin. I'll come find you at 7:30 tonight! Goodbye!" Fang Qiong packed her things, picked up her bag, and walked out of the classroom. She was quite tall and had a good figure. From behind, she even looked somewhat like Monica. Sigh, I thought of Monica again. I shook my head and left the classroom. I ate dinner at the cafeteria next to my dorm and then returned to my own dorm. This is a double room, but the other person hasn't moved in yet, so I've been living alone for the past few months, which has been quite peaceful. I turned on my desktop computer and found some information related to Fang Qiong's question. Then I browsed the internet for a while, feeling a bit tired, so I lay down by the window for a nap. I closed my slightly sore eyes, trying to relax, but my thoughts wandered back to four years ago, to my time in Munich, Germany. I had just turned 20 then, arriving in a foreign country. Surrounded by strangers speaking languages I didn't understand, I felt lost and unsure how to live alone. Fortunately, my German roommate, Monica, was very kind to me and often helped me. Although she didn't understand Chinese, she communicated with me using the little English we both knew. With her guidance, I gradually adapted to life in Germany and even learned fluent German from Monica. But this was only a small change in my life. A bigger change happened in my junior year of college. Many of my classmates started working part-time to earn extra money, and Monica was no exception. Because of her good figure and looks, she got a job as a print model for a magazine, so she would go out every few days to participate in photoshoots. As for me, since my family deposited money into my credit card, and I wasn't very familiar with German cities, I was happy to relax and just stayed in my dorm all day studying. Since taking that part-time job, Monica's clothing style became a bit strange. Every day before going out, she would dress up carefully. First, she would put on a very sexy set of lingerie, then stockings and high heels. She would wear two pairs of stockings: first, a pair of extremely thin pantyhose underneath, then garter belts and stockings on top. Her high heels were from a very expensive luxury brand, with very thin and high heels, but they looked quite nice; they seemed to have been a gift from the magazine. When Monica first started dressing like that, I felt very uncomfortable. I thought she was going to work as a prostitute. Later, she told me she was just going for a photoshoot for a magazine and promised she wouldn't stay out all night, so I felt relieved. Time passed slowly, and Christmas was just around the corner. Monica was going to a remote German city with the magazine for a photoshoot, but I couldn't go back to China and had to stay at school alone. So Monica took me with her, and we went to the film set together. When we arrived in the city and the shoot began, I realized it was an adult magazine. They mainly photographed fetish-themed pictures and films, and the female leads had to wear stockings, high heels, and sexy lingerie for the shoots, sometimes even doing some outrageous things. But Monica was alright; she only occasionally went topless, which wasn't considered shameful in Western countries. The production team didn't force her to do anything else excessive, so I started to worry less. Later, Monica recommended me to the film crew for another shoot, and I inexplicably agreed. However, I made a pact with the photographer not to film nude scenes, and I had to wear a mask to avoid being recognized. Then, for the first time in my life, I wore such sexy clothes and showed my sexy side in front of the camera. During my first shoot, I felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, and I began to become fascinated by the feeling in front of the camera. As the film crew's activities were about to end, something happened that would affect me for the rest of my life... Knock, knock, knock, the sound of knocking on the door reached my ears, interrupting my memories. Oh, right, it's past seven o'clock now. It should be that girl named Fang Qiong. I stood up, walked to the door, and opened it. It was indeed Fang Qiong, but she seemed to have changed her clothes. I remember she was wearing pants in class this afternoon, but now she was wearing a short skirt and black boots, with thick black stockings on her legs, and she had taken off her glasses, giving her a more alluring feel. I looked her up and down. She seemed a little embarrassed, glanced at her feet, and then looked up, saying, "Teacher Lin, I brought a few books. I have some questions to ask you today..." I also felt a bit awkward, so I quickly let her in. We each pulled up two chairs and sat down at the desk to discuss. Fang Qiong had quite a few questions, and before we knew it, an hour had passed. After explaining yet another question, Fang Qiong looked up and asked, "Teacher Lin, I'm sorry, my stomach is a little upset today... Is the restroom here usable?" "Oh, of course, it's over there. Just open that door," I pointed out. Fang Qiong quickly packed up the books she had brought, grabbed a pack of tissues, and went into the restroom. I was happy to take a break, so I stood up, stretched, went to the window for some fresh air, and then returned to the desk to look through the books Fang Qiong had brought. They were all common German books; nothing particularly entertaining. I flipped to the last issue. Huh, what's this? I picked up the magazine and examined the cover closely. I'd never seen this magazine before; it was called "Lace." The cover featured a girl who looked quiet but was dressed provocatively, wearing stockings and high heels. Several headlines mentioned fetishes, uniform fetishes, and stockings. These words immediately reminded me of Monica. Could this be the same magazine published by that publisher back then? Did such fetish publications exist in mainland China now? I suddenly felt an irresistible urge to see for myself. My fingers trembled slightly as I turned to the first page. A fire seemed to burn brighter and brighter inside me, urging me to read on quickly… Sure enough, this magazine was like an Eastern version of that German magazine. The text was filled with a captivating atmosphere of extravagance and indulgence. One after another, sexy and alluring models assaulted my visual senses. My heart pounded faster and faster; I felt my mental defenses crumbling. Passionate memories sealed away for years resurfaced before my eyes. Three years ago, one evening near the end of that filming project, Monica and I were sharing a room. She mysteriously told me that she'd gotten a cut of the film from the director, and we could see how we performed. She then opened the video on her computer, but couldn't find our scenes. After searching until she still couldn't find them, Monica got angry and grumbled as she went to find the director to ask if they'd cut our scenes. Monica went to the director's room, and a while later, she returned happily. She told me that the editor had made a mistake; they'd put our scenes in a different bag. Now she had...I copied all the videos from the bag, and we can watch them slowly. This time it was true; there were video files named after us. Monica opened them one by one. Oh, I never thought I could do this! Is that woman on the screen wearing all kinds of sexy lingerie, stockings, and high heels really me? She's so sexy, so alluring, so seductive. Is she really me? Something inexplicable slowly rose in my mind. I became obsessed with dressing up as a sexy woman and performing in front of the camera. Maybe this is the life a woman should live... After watching the videos of Monica and me, we both felt a little unsatisfied, so we opened the other videos as well. They were clips of other models, and I had seen all of them before. Later, Monica opened another file. The first thing that appeared on the screen was a model neither Monica nor I had ever seen before. She was dressed in a black maid outfit, along with glamorous black stockings and high heels, holding a fake male penis, and lying on the bed, pleasuring herself. Looking between her legs, you could see the crotch of her pantyhose; she was wearing pantyhose under her stockings—quite provocative. The maid was massaging her genitals with the penis, her body swaying with the movements, seemingly enjoying the stimulation. Suddenly, the door opened, and another woman entered—it was the mistress of the house returning home. Seeing the maid doing this on her bed, the mistress was furious. She snatched the penis from the maid's hand, grabbed the maid's arm, pulled her to the bedside, and lifted the maid's skirt, preparing to spank her. But as soon as the mistress pulled up the skirt, she sensed something was amiss. Looking closer, she saw the maid was wearing pantyhose under her stockings; the black, shimmering pantyhose shone alluringly. The mistress seemed attracted by the maid's attire. She pulled the maid's skirt up to her waist, unfastened the garter belt, and pulled it up further. The mistress leaned over the maid's buttocks, took a deep breath, and then slowly pulled the pantyhose down from her waist. The camera cuts in... Ah! What?! Why was the maid wearing a pair of brown pantyhose underneath her black pantyhose? The mistress became unusually excited. She pulled down the maid's brown pantyhose, revealing another pair of ultra-thin, shiny pantyhose underneath! The mistress pulled this pantyhose down further, and lo and behold, there was another pair of ultra-thin, dark skin-colored pantyhose underneath! The mistress's body slowly writhed; she too was aroused by the maid's sexy attire. While massaging her private parts with her newly acquired penis in her left hand, she reached out with her right hand and pulled down the maid's dark flesh-colored pantyhose. Ah! There was another pair of extremely thin, exquisitely sheer skin-colored pantyhose underneath. It was so thin that it felt as if it had become one with the maid's body. The mistress finally couldn't resist any longer; she launched her final assault on the maid… Rating/Report z55555585

Elementary school student (200/1000) rank: 2 rank: 2 posts 91 points 242 points Lurking value 10576 rice Visit my page Add friend Say hello Send message 12th floor Posted on 2009-02-28 09:5 AM | View only this author's posts. By this point, I was numb, my mind blank, my body burning hot. In a blur, I felt Monica's hand reach out, caressing my legs in their silky pantyhose. My body grew even hotter. I lay down on the bed, and Monica slowly pressed herself against me. I turned my head to the computer screen, where the mistress took a two-headed penis from her purse. She slowly inserted one end into her body, then fastened the belt, beginning a new round of assault on the maid. I closed my eyes, slowly enjoying Monica's assault…so good…With intoxicating memories, I slowly slipped my hand inside my skirt, quietly massaging there. …“Teacher Lin!…” Fang Qiong's voice interrupted my hazy memories. “Oh. You're back. Well, let's continue!” Realizing my lapse, I quickly put away the magazines and other books in my hand. Oh no, my student saw me looking so bad! What am I going to do? But Fang Qiong didn't seem to care much. She continued asking me questions, but I couldn't help myself. My eyes kept glancing at her long, slender legs. They were so beautiful, almost as beautiful as Monica's. Fang Qiong seemed to be showing off her legs intentionally or unintentionally, constantly crossing them and swinging them back and forth. In the moments she switched legs, I could vaguely see the garter belts on her thighs—truly alluring. This girl was no ordinary woman. The fact that she could wear garter belts, something rarely seen on women in China, meant she was definitely not an ordinary woman. She might also be a fetishist, like Monica. As I was lost in thought, Fang Qiong suddenly said to me, "Teacher Lin, do you think my legs are pretty?" "Oh..." I was speechless. Fang Qiong moved closer to me and placed her legs on my knees. "Teacher Lin, I just saw you touching that place! You're a teacher! Why would you do something so shameful in front of your student?" She said, rubbing her stockinged legs against mine. It felt familiar and comfortable. "This, this, Teacher didn't actually do anything... it's just, it's just..." I stammered, unable to speak. Being teased by my student was so embarrassing. "Hehe, but you're my good teacher. Today I only have a small request. If you agree, I won't tell anyone about your embarrassing secret." "What is it? Tell me!" "I'll tell you later. First, take off my boots. My feet are so sore and stuffy. Give me a foot massage!" Good heavens! What is she saying?! She actually wants her teacher to massage her feet? That's too much! But I have no choice but to do it because she has something on me now. After much deliberation, I finally took off her boots. A pungent, leathery smell assaulted my nostrils, and at the same time, a pair of exquisite, sheer silk-stockinged feet were revealed before my eyes. I began to massage them slowly. To be honest, Fang Qiong's feet were quite beautiful, and they felt nice to the touch. However, because she was wearing thick black stockings (judging from the feel of the massage, she was probably wearing more than one pair), I couldn't see her toes, which was a bit of a shame. As I massaged, I remembered the past. Monica and I often wore high heels, so our feet were very tired. Sometimes we would massage each other's stockinged feet, and then, as we massaged, we would start kissing each other's feet and hug each other... "Do you think my feet are pretty? Do you want to kiss them?" Fang Qiong's words suddenly snapped me out of my reverie. I realized that I was holding Fang Qiong's stockinged feet tightly to my chest, my nose almost touching her toes. I could smell an alluring, rich scent of her feet. I felt my face burning and couldn't speak for a moment. Seeing my silence, Fang Qiong smiled and continued, "Teacher, your massage skills are excellent. My feet are warm now. It feels so good! But my stockings are a bit thick today, and my feet feel stuffy. I want them to breathe. Could you help me take off these stockings?" As she spoke, Fang Qiong sat down on the desk, facing me, and without a word, placed her long legs on my shoulders, one on each side. "Okay, start taking them off now!" Fang Qiong commanded. I slowly slipped my hands under Fang Qiong's skirt, revealing her stockinged legs. I then lifted the skirt to her hips, exposing the tops of the stockings. Judging from the style, they seemed to be from a European luxury brand. I could see a pair of black pantyhose underneath, and even more stockings underneath, and no underwear; I could vaguely see her private parts. I slowly unhooked the stocking and gently pulled down my left thigh-high stocking, then my right. The feeling was strange; for a moment, I felt like I was filming for that magazine again. "Hehe, well done, Ms. Lin Yin! I wasn't wrong, you really are a fetishist. You'd better serve me well today, or I'll reveal all your secrets. Hehe, now, I want you to come and kiss my private parts, but you can't touch them with your hands. Then guess how many pairs of pantyhose I'm wearing today. If you guess right, I'll give you the initiative today; you can do anything to me. But if you guess wrong, it'll be my turn to do whatever I want to you." I obeyed, burying my head deep between my two stockinged legs in that mysterious area. Such a tantalizing scent! ...But I love it. I took a deep breath of that scent, then stuck out my tongue to slowly savor the taste. I felt myself getting excited, but I had to solve the immediate problem first: how many pairs of pantyhose was I wearing? Based on the smell and taste just now, there should be more than three pairs, possibly four, five, six, or even seven. I had no choice but to take a gamble, I secretly made up my mind. "How about it, Teacher Lin Yin? Did you guess how many pairs there were?" "Five pairs." Upon hearing this number, Fang Qiong's expression froze, and I was overjoyed. Haha, I guessed right! "How about it? Teacher guessed right, right? Now let's verify it! Okay, Fang Qiong?" I immediately took the initiative and bombarded Fang Qiong with questions. "Alright, no need... You guessed right, you won! Now you can do whatever you want with me!" This girl was quite obedient, and although unwilling, she cooperated with me. "Hmph, since I caught you, then Teacher won't be polite! You go to the bed first, I'll go find some props and then give you a good beating, you naughty student who dared to threaten the teacher!" I suddenly thought of a game I had tried with Monica before, so I'll try it on this girl today! I found that long-forgotten treasure in the bottom shelf of the closet—a double-ended toy. I touched myself; my genitals were already very wet. I took off my outer clothes, revealing the sexy lingerie I always wore underneath. I wasn't wearing underwear; I just put on two layers of stockings: a pair of British PP10D sheer pantyhose underneath, and Wolford 8D black stockings on top. I cut open the crotch of both pantyhose, revealing the already overflowing silk, and then eagerly inserted one end of the toy into my private parts, fastening the belt. It felt so tight… but so comfortable. I glanced at myself in the mirror. That woman was so wicked, but… so sexy… I went to the bedside. Fang Qiong had also taken off her outer clothes; she was wearing similar sexy lingerie underneath. Her figure was really good; she wore five layers of stockings, yet her legs didn't look bulky at all. Upon seeing the thing at my waist, Fang Qiong was startled, but a hint of anticipation flickered in her eyes. This girl seemed eagerly awaiting what I was about to do to her. I climbed onto the bed, took off my stockings, crumpled them into a ball, and stuffed them into Fang Qiong's cherry-like mouth. Fang Qiong whimpered, looking completely innocent. Hmph, this is just the lightest punishment for you. There are more exciting tricks to deal with you later, let's see if you can handle it! I buried my head between Fang Qiong's legs, passionately licking the essence there—such an alluring fragrance, I love it. Under my teasing, Fang Qiong began to massage her own breasts, and I became even more excited, a faint honey-like fluid trickling between her legs. Fang Qiong's body gradually grew hot, her eyes darting around, seemingly pleading for me to enter her body. Hehe, my lady, now is not the time yet. Let me tease you a little more! I stopped teasing Fang Qiong's private parts, then pulled her legs closer and began to remove the black PP 10D pantyhose she was wearing as the outermost layer, setting them aside. Now, I saw a pair of PP 10D flesh-colored shimmering pantyhose, just like the ones I was wearing. Such alluring legs, so glossy! I couldn't resist embracing those beautiful legs and kissing them from head to toe. Fang Qiong's body trembled slightly, seemingly enjoying the caresses. After a while, to carry out my plan, I reluctantly stopped caressing Fang Qiong. I took off the 10D PP pantyhose and set them aside. Below that was a pair of PP 8D glossy pantyhose, and then a pair of Wolford pantyhose.I removed the 5D light brown pantyhose one by one, revealing a pair of beautiful legs encased in ultra-thin, exquisitely sheer skin-colored pantyhose. So beautiful! I felt an even greater excitement in my lower body. The scene of watching a movie with Monica two years ago flashed before my eyes again. This Fang Qiong was exactly like that maid I saw back then… A surge of heat rushed up, and I couldn't resist. Fang Qiong, teacher is about to truly educate you… First, I removed Fang Qiong's sexy lingerie and garter belt, then took the Wolford 5D light brown pantyhose, bit open the crotch with my teeth, and then pulled the stockings around Fang Qiong's neck, then her two jade-like arms into the stockings, finally pulling the stockings down to her waist, merging them with the stockings she was still wearing on her legs. Hehe, not bad, now except for her head, the rest of Fang Qiong's body is covered by smooth stockings, so tempting. Then, I dressed her in sexy lingerie and garter belt again. Fang Qiong seemed a little uncomfortable, her body squirming uncontrollably, but I wasn't finished yet; this was just foreplay, and there was more to come. I took a pair of light brown Wolford 5D stockings from under the pillow on the bedside table, removed the stockings from Fang Qiong's mouth, and slipped one of the stockings over her head, pulling the top down as much as possible to blend it with the stockings already on her upper body, ensuring no natural skin was exposed. Then, I used the other stocking to tie a scarf around her neck. I carefully examined Fang Qiong's appearance; her face, arms, and legs, completely covered by the stockings, looked even more delicate and sexy under the light. Now, the main event was about to begin. I jumped off the bed, took out the video camera, placed it on the nearby desk, adjusted the angle, and now this camera would record our passionate night. I took another mask from the bedside table and put it on, so I wouldn't have to worry about revealing my true face. Fang Qiong was now completely covered in stockings. She seemed never to have imagined being completely covered in such thin, sheer stockings. She gently stroked her forehead down her face, neck, and then down to her private parts with her stockinged hands. Hehe, there was already some glistening liquid there; she was aroused too. I took two pairs of sexy designer open-toed sandals from under the bed, put one pair on myself, and then put a pair on Fang Qiong. The little girl's feet were about the same size as mine, so my shoes fit her perfectly. I started instructing Fang Qiong to strike some sexy poses off-camera, and then took photos of her with another digital camera. Fang Qiong cooperated very well, her two sexy stockinged legs moving up and down, constantly making poses that even I found embarrassing, combined with the lustful expression on her face tightly wrapped in brown stockings, she was incredibly erotic. My lower body was also aroused by her teasing, and I used my left hand to grasp my penis and press it in hard a few times, temporarily relieving my immediate urgency. After taking about eighty photos, under extreme temptation, I felt my endurance was about to reach its limit. I adjusted the camera to automatic flash every ten seconds, then jumped onto the bed and hugged Fang Qiong.

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