Memories—Two Stories from My College Online Friend

First story:

When I was in college, the internet age was developing rapidly. There were online games like Legend of Mir and Miracle Online, and chat rooms and QQ—so many options. Back then, I heard all sorts of stories about meeting people online and having sex with them. Hearing these made me want to hunt for girls online too. Anyway, in college, classes were just a pretext; playing games and picking up girls were the real business.

And as those who have read my articles know, my first real sexual experience was with my family's nanny during my first summer break in college. Men are like carnivores; once they have sexual experience, it's like a carnivore who has eaten human flesh and then becomes unstoppable, developing a crazy obsession and pursuit of sex. I experienced this transformation because my nanny went home to run her small restaurant during my second year, and I lost my sexual partner. At that time, my cousin and I hadn't reached the point of having sex, and I was a shy guy in school, a lustful man on the inside but an angel on the outside. For a man like that, getting a woman is harder than climbing to heaven. So I set my sights on the internet.

From then on, I frantically spent time in chat rooms and added people on QQ like crazy, adding anyone with a woman's name and avatar. Then we'd chat, and the conversation would veer towards erotic topics. But I don't know if my chatting skills were lacking, or if romantic encounters are just a matter of luck, but I always ran into obstacles until I met Sister Da Shuang. I

remember it was during my sophomore year winter break. I played Legend of Mir 2: Guarding Shabak with my classmates all day. We managed to defend Shabak, but it wasn't very interesting anymore, so I spent my time in chat rooms continuing my hunt for women. I added anyone with a woman's name and chatted with them privately, but most of the time nothing came of it. It was getting late, and I was getting tired. Just as I was about to log off, an account I had previously contacted messaged me, saying they had been busy and hadn't seen my message. So we started chatting.

And for some reason, I didn't jump straight to the point. We started chatting about random things, and when we got to serious topics, I found I actually had a knack for it. We chatted for a long time and eventually added each other on QQ. My thought at the time was that if I left the chat room, I wouldn't be able to find that person again, so adding them on QQ would make it easier to continue chatting later. So we chatted on QQ for a while. While chatting, I discovered we had a lot to talk about. She studied art, and so did I. She studied music and is now a music teacher at a school, while I studied directing; we also both like watching movies—art films, war films, and so on. I've recommended many good movies to her. Finally, we exchanged phone numbers and said goodnight before logging off.

But unexpectedly, just as I finished washing up and was getting ready for bed, my phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. My first thought was, "Could it be that woman from earlier?" After a few seconds of nervousness, I quickly answered the phone.

"Are you Xiao L?" a slightly hoarse voice came from the other end.

"I am... who is this?" I wasn't prepared for this voice, because it made me imagine this woman's appearance wasn't very appealing.

"You just exchanged numbers and you've already forgotten?" the person on the other end continued.

"I remember now." I chatted with her somewhat absentmindedly, after all, I really couldn't stand that voice. It was hard to imagine what the woman on the other end of the phone looked like. But out of politeness, I continued the phone conversation and learned that her real name was Shuang, so I started calling her Sister Shuang.

As the conversation deepened, I discovered that we had a lot in common. We talked about school, our majors, and then our hobbies. And Sister Shuang's interests were really wide-ranging—football, basketball, billiards, movies, you name it—so we had a great time chatting, making me forget whether Sister Shuang on the other end of the phone was an ugly duckling.

But, for some reason, Sister Shuang suddenly asked me, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No," I answered honestly.

"Have you ever slept with a woman?" she continued.

"No," I understood the implication, and I could only make up a lie; I couldn't say I'd had a relationship with my housekeeper.

"Not even a one-night stand?" Sister Shuang continued.

"That's for sure." This was clearly a flirtation, so I retorted, "And you, sister?" What I meant was, no matter how ugly you are, I'm going to sleep with you.

"I've been staying up all night," she said with a hearty laugh, and then told me many stories about her and her boyfriend.

From then on, we often talked on the phone for long periods, mainly about relationships. I only told her about my cousin and the story of me ejaculating on her feet. The implication was that I wanted to reveal my foot fetish. Shuangjie (her older sister) was very understanding of my foot fetish, and even told me she wore stockings even in the dead of winter. This made me think, even without sex, foot fetish would be fine!

Life went on like this. Several times, Shuangjie called me to hang out, but I didn't dare go because I felt that Shuangjie being too open wasn't a good thing, and I was still wary. Also, I was really busy with my studies at the time. Until one day.

That afternoon, I had nothing to do, and Shuangjie called me. I inexplicably agreed, even though her house wasn't far from mine, I still hesitated for a long time before going. I called her and told her I'd be waiting at a certain place. While waiting for her, I imagined the meeting countless times in my mind. After all, this was my first time meeting someone I met online, and because her voice on the phone wasn't very pleasant, I naturally assumed she was ugly.

Just as I was lost in thought, I heard someone calling me from across the street. It was Da Shuang! I quickly ran across the street and looked closely. I was surprised to see a beautiful woman. She looked like a Taiwanese movie star—I won't say who she resembled, but she was undeniably beautiful. She was wearing a tracksuit and black ankle boots.

"Silly girl!" Da Shuang teased me, seeing my blank stare. Finally, she led me to her home. It was an old-style apartment building. Da Shuang's home was a two-bedroom apartment, but the layout was different from modern two-bedroom apartments. To get to the smaller bedroom, you had to go through the larger bedroom. There was no partition between the entrance and the larger bedroom; you had to take off your shoes and get on the heated brick bed as soon as you entered.

Sister Shuang lived in the larger bedroom outside, which was supposedly lent to a female colleague from the same school. Sister Shuang's bedroom was very simple: a basic foam floor with a mattress on top, a huge wardrobe next to it, and nothing more—not even a TV.

After we entered, we sat on the edge of the bed in our slippers and chatted. It was then that I noticed Sister Shuang was wearing red stockings that day. It was the first time I'd seen colored stockings so closely, and I was a little embarrassed. Sister Shuang laughed when she noticed, "You really have a foot fetish, huh?" She then deliberately waved her feet in front of me before pulling them back. After chatting for

a while, I learned that Sister Shuang had a school event that afternoon, but she came specifically to see me. To be honest, I was a little touched. We talked a lot more afterward, but I've forgotten the specifics. However, I still remember Sister Shuang's final action.

She asked me, "Have you ever kissed anyone?"

What could I say? I continued to lie, saying I hadn't.

No sooner had I said that than Sister Da Shuang leaned in, her lips meeting mine with a precise kiss, and she slipped her tongue into my mouth. Because we had kissed before, we kissed passionately, our tongues intertwined. To be honest, kissing Sister Da Shuang felt wonderful. Her tongue wasn't as delicate as my nanny's, nor as agile as my sister's; it was thicker, but tasted delicious.

After kissing for a while, we separated, but I said I hadn't kissed enough. So, Da Shuang took the initiative to press me down and lean over to kiss me again. I took the opportunity to flip Da Shuang over onto me, rubbing her breasts while kissing her. Because I had just flipped her over, one of Da Shuang's legs was still curled up, right at my genitals, so I took the opportunity to rub my genitals against Da Shuang's leg.

I felt confident that I had her, so I got up to kiss Da Shuang's leg, but she refused. To this day, I don't know why, and she won't say. I begged repeatedly, but it was no use. Finally, Da Shuang pressed me down again and kissed me, while reaching into my pants and masturbating me. The excitement of meeting someone I met online for the first time, plus Da Shuang's really good hand skills, meant that I ejaculated very quickly.

Finally, Da Shuang grinned mischievously and said to me, "I'll punish you by making you go home with wet underwear."

In my opinion, after the first time, there should be a second, a third... But it didn't go so smoothly. Since that first time, I often called Sister Shuang to ask her out, but she always refused with various excuses, refusing to see me. This frustrated me greatly, and she wouldn't tell me the reason, which remains a mystery to this day. Until one day, what was meant to happen finally happened.

It was a midday after the beginning of spring. I had just finished my class at school and was idly deciding whether to skip class and go home or go to an internet cafe to play games when the phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and saw it was Sister Shuang, which made me a little excited. I had a feeling that something good might happen today.

It turned out that she was taking a continuing education course at our school, and she had nothing to do in the afternoon, so she called to see what I was doing! I told her I didn't have anything to do either, and after getting her address, I went to find her, without even having lunch. Sister Shuang was playing games at an internet cafe near our school, and I excitedly ran over.

When I saw the long-lost Sister Shuang at the internet cafe, she was still as charming as ever. That day, she was wearing a gray blazer over a white shirt, her short hair simply pulled back in a ponytail, jeans, and open-toed high heels. Most shockingly, she was wearing flesh-colored stockings. When I arrived, she was sitting with her legs crossed, one foot bare, the stockinged foot dangling in the air. She was smoking and playing video games. Seeing her outfit, my penis involuntarily became aroused. I asked

her if she had eaten. She said she had, and when I asked if she had, I lied and said I had too, afraid of wasting time. We agreed to walk along a canal outside the school.

During our walk, I kept asking her why she wasn't paying attention to me, but she avoided answering, which made me very angry. Later, we sat on a secluded section of the riverbank, and I finally said, "If you still don't talk to me, I'm not seeing you again."

After saying that, to be honest, I regretted it a little. What if she didn't? A promise made is a promise kept. Just as I was struggling with my decision, the scene from before repeated itself: Da Shuang took the initiative to kiss me, and just like last time, she proactively put her tongue into my mouth. I was a little stunned. Just like our first kiss, she held all the power, letting her kiss me as she pleased, making my blood boil.

After a while of passionate kissing, our lips parted. We both got up at the same time and walked away silently. At that moment, all I could think about was how to make love with Da Shuang. When we reached the street lined with the standard-featured small hotels that you see near every university, I stopped.

Da Shuang saw what I was thinking and silently pulled me away, trying to get me to leave. But I wouldn't go; my stubbornness kicked in. Because I had forced that kiss, I was going to repeat the same trick. Finally, I clearly saw Da Shuang sigh helplessly and pull me into a place called a Japanese-style inn, where I had been standing outside for ages!

Since it was my first time booking a room, I was a little timid, and Da Shuang took care of everything. After paying the deposit, we were led to a room at the very back of the second floor. Just as I imagined, the room wasn't large, completely occupied by a tatami mat with cabinets, a TV, and bedding. Only a small space near the doorway was for changing shoes.

I slipped on my worn-out slippers and climbed onto the tatami, watching Da Shuang change. Seeing her take off her shoes, revealing her sexy feet in flesh-colored stockings, excited me immensely.

Da Shuang noticed my reaction (my eyes were fixed on her feet) and teased me. After taking off her shoes, Da Shuang knelt before me.

We both knew what was about to happen, but I was nervous because this was supposed to be my first normal sexual experience. Why do I say that? First, those who have read my articles know that my first time was with my nanny, who was older than me, so it didn't count in my mind; second, my intimate relationship with my cousin was unrequited love, so that didn't count either. What was about to happen with Da Shuang was, firstly, with someone my age, and secondly, not a relative—I defined this as normal sex. Nervous, I looked into Da Shuang's eyes, unsure where to begin. Looking back now, I find my behavior a bit funny. Maybe it was due to inexperience.

She laughed at my awkward look, which I interpreted as mockery at the time. But as a man, I couldn't let that happen. I moved closer and closer until finally, I kissed her. Da Shuang skillfully responded with her tongue, and I licked it vigorously. My hand reached behind her, searching for my favorite thing: Da Shuang's feet. I touched them, and the unique feel of the stockings spread throughout my body.

Because of the position where Da Shuang was leaning back, we fell onto the tatami mat. Da Shuang pulled her legs back, spreading them so I could press myself against her. We rolled around passionately on the tatami, but our mouths remained closed. My hand returned to her chest, and I began my assault. Da Shuang's breasts weren't large, about the size of one hand, but they felt wonderful.

I had a perfectly good plan: after kissing for a while, I'd get up and lick her stockinged feet, which I'd always dreamed of, then do foot fetish before making love. But plans change quickly. I sensed that Sister Shuang still had some defenses, so I started licking her ears. I'd discovered this when I was being intimate with my cousin; nobody can resist licking ears. Little by little, Sister Shuang started getting aroused. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and she kept writhing her body.

Her arousal made me forget my plan, and I started frantically taking off her clothes. Her outer garments and shirts were practically torn off, revealing her bra. I didn't care about that; I just pushed the bra up, exposing Sister Shuang's breasts. I used all my skills on her breasts—licking and grabbing. Sister Shuang moaned and writhed beneath me.

The hormonal stimulation made me want to enter Sister Shuang's body. I practically ripped off Sister Shuang's pants. While I was doing this, she cooperated by lifting her leg and helping me pull off her own pants, including her half-undone bra. She was left with only her underwear, which I also pulled down. This revealed her most important feature: her genitals. I'd fantasized about this place countless times, and now it was right in front of me. I looked closely. In today's parlance, Sister Shuang's genitals were shaped like a "bun," with very little hair.

"Never seen anything like this before?" Sister Shuang said with a laugh as I stared.

"It's not like watching porn," I replied. Now, Sister Shuang was completely naked except for her stockings. Although I'd slept with my housekeeper before, I was still a virgin when I told Sister Shuang. Since I'd already lied, I might as well finish the lie!

I imitated the actions in porn movies, licking Da Shuang's breasts while tentatively inserting my fingers into her genitals. As soon as I put them in, I could feel that Da Shuang was already overflowing with desire. After a few quick touches, Da Shuang was in unbearable discomfort.

At that moment, my genitals were incredibly swollen, almost bursting. I quickly stripped off all my clothes. When I pulled down my underwear, revealing my bulging veins, Sister Shuang said, "You've got some good stuff, young man!" This is probably a natural factor; even when I'm not erect, my penis is a size larger than most people's (I've received this approval from my classmates when changing clothes in the shower or swimming pool at school), let alone when it's erect! And this is after so long without sex.

I quickly stroked my glans, ready to get going. But Sister Shuang stopped me abruptly. I looked at her in surprise, thinking, "Damn, it's come to this, what do you want?"

"Use a condom..." Sister Shuang demanded.

Where was I supposed to get one? Was I supposed to go out and buy one? Just when she was adamant and I didn't know what to do, Sister Shuang, who's a seasoned pro, pulled a brand new box of condoms from the bedside table. "These hotels all provide condoms.

I quickly removed the packaging and clumsily put the condom on my genitals. The following scene will make many onlookers laugh because I put it on inside out. In the end, Sister Shuang herself helped me put the condom on.

It looks like it took a long time, but it was less than a minute! I put on the condom, my already erect, veiny genitals bulging, without any preparation, I directly aimed at Sister Shuang's genitals and thrust in. When I entered, whether it was hesitation or because my penis was really big, Sister Shuang groaned and said 'Damn.'

There were no techniques, no proper movements or anything. My penis was right in Sister Shuang's... " In the warm, moist place, we thrust wildly, disregarding positions, simply man on top, like a piston driving a stake. Sister Shuang writhed wildly beneath me, her hands clawing haphazardly at my back. Her reaction only fueled my desire; I thrust harder. Lacking experience and control, after only three to five minutes, my genitals signaled that I was about to ejaculate. I quickened my pace, and soon a torrent gushed from the tip of my penis. My whole body trembled involuntarily, and I clung tightly to Sister Shuang. Sister Shuang

, caught up in the passion, was interrupted by my sudden ejaculation. She opened her eyes and looked at me; I looked at her sheepishly.

"It's okay, all virgins are like this the first time!" Sister Shuang said, gently stroking my face. I stood up and pulled out my penis, noticing a lot of my semen accumulated at the tip of the condom. Sister Shuang remarked, "Quite a lot!" "

Afterwards, Sister Shuang helped me remove the condom and took out tissues to wipe my genitals. Then we lay down naked and chatted. During the conversation, I learned that Sister Shuang used to be a very wild girl. Because she studied art and her family didn't discipline her, she changed men frequently. Moreover, when she was in college, she even had sex with a female classmate's younger brother. As for why she had such a long period of being single now, it was because she had grown up and started working. She had a boyfriend before who was aiming for marriage, but they broke up, which led to her not having a man for over a year.

When she talked about her boyfriend, I didn't hear a word she said. All I could remember was her crazy threesome experience. Plus, seeing Sister Shuang's flesh-colored stockinged feet swaying in front of my eyes, my genitals became aroused again.

"Still a young man, wanting it again?" "Big Sister Shuang asked me with a slightly provocative tone. I just answered with 'uh-huh.'

I got up and went straight to my favorite spot. Before Big Sister Shuang could react, I picked up her stockinged feet and started kissing them. Big Sister Shuang was initially startled by my actions and tried to pull her feet back, but I held on tightly. At first, I just kissed, and then I stuck out my tongue and licked Big Sister Shuang's feet back and forth. After all, I had experience licking feet before, so I was quite skilled. I had already licked a large area of her flesh-colored stockings wet. I didn't miss a single toe, and I even put half of her foot in my mouth and sucked on it. In the madness, I even bit her heels and soles with my teeth. Big Sister Shuang was incredibly ticklish and kept laughing and twisting her body." She begged me for mercy. But I couldn't care less; I had to lick my fill first. So, at her pleading, I licked for a while longer. Looking up in the sunlight, I saw that Da Shuang's stockinged feet were glistening with my saliva, and my mouth was dry from licking. Only then did I stop.

Then, I spread my legs and lay down beside Da Shuang's feet, letting her feet be between mine. Then I picked up her feet and clamped them around my erect penis, starting a footjob. Da Shuang is definitely an experienced player. I guided her feet a few times, and she got the hang of it, using the soles and toes to manipulate my penis. Sometimes she would step on my penis with one foot, rubbing my spermatic cord, while teasing my testicles with the other. The feeling was simply... I felt like I was flying. If I hadn't already ejaculated during sex, I would have already ejaculated under this kind of teasing. While giving me a footjob, Sister Da Shuang was touching her own genitals, becoming increasingly excited and moaning.

I had originally planned for her to give me a footjob so I could ejaculate on her feet, but seeing how excited she was, I couldn't be selfish. So I got up, took out a condom, and put it on. I immediately inserted myself into Sister Da Shuang. My penis, serviced by Sister Da Shuang's feet, was rock hard. I knelt on the tatami, placing her legs on my shoulders. Seeing Sister Da Shuang's feet right next to my face, I simply ripped off her stockings and began licking her bare feet. My penis thrust vigorously below, while my tongue... He licked her feet. Da Shuang started moaning loudly, almost screaming. Her moans were accompanied by pleas for mercy, "Little brother, I was wrong, little brother, I was wrong."

We did this for a while, but I still hadn't ejaculated. Suddenly, Da Shuang pinned me down, with herself on top. To be honest, I'd only seen this position in movies; this was the first time I'd tried it. In this position, the woman is in control, and I can only passively enjoy it!

Da Shuang, sitting on top of me, moved up and down frantically, her pleas for mercy becoming indistinct, reduced to hysterical screams (I really can't think of a way to describe her cries). Finally, she started swearing, then screamed and collapsed onto me.

"Little brother, I'm here," Sister Da Shuang said to me, panting, but I didn't feel like ejaculating yet.

Sister Da Shuang got up, took off my condom, and started giving me oral sex. The feeling of her tongue and lips was truly wonderful. While giving me oral sex, she also stroked me with her hand. Just when I felt I was about to ejaculate again, she stopped, and without a word, put a new condom on me. We continued having sex in the missionary position, thrusting in and out. Finally, my penis tingled, and I ejaculated. Because after two times, I was also a little tired, and I collapsed on top of her. We looked at each other and kissed...

After resting for a while, she had to go back to school, so we had to get up and get dressed. Sister Da Shuang looked at her stockings, shook her head, and threw them aside, walking away barefoot in her high heels.

As we were checking out, the hotel manager looked at us and smiled intentionally or unintentionally. I felt a little embarrassed.

An unexpected threesome . Okay.

After that, whenever I wanted to see Sister Shuang, I did it once. But neither of us ever mentioned what our relationship was; we just considered it a casual fling. However, Sister Shuang had to go out of town for further studies midway through the semester, so I had to hold back. During that time, I met another woman, which I'll mention later.

I remember it was summer vacation, and Sister Shuang had returned from her studies. One day, I was playing games online with my classmates until late. I remembered Sister Shuang; she had already returned. I was so horny that I called her. She didn't answer the first time, and I called again, but still no answer. I got a little anxious and called more than a dozen times, but still no answer.

What was wrong? Was she disappearing again? Or did she have a boyfriend? A series of questions popped into my head. I played some games for a bit, but couldn't really get into them.

Around 9 p.m., my phone rang. I saw it was Sister Shuang on the caller ID, and I excitedly answered.

"Are you crazy? You've called over a dozen times!" Da Shuang questioned me, slightly annoyed.

"I figured you weren't going to talk to me." I replied,

"Of course I'm talking to you while I'm taking a shower." Da Shuang asked, "What's wrong? Thinking about something?" Knowing her tone was too harsh, she softened it.

"Ah," I only replied,

"Come to my place." Da Shuang commanded me,

so what was I waiting for? I quickly washed up, told my family I was going out to play games, and left. I took a taxi to her house.

Downstairs, I saw a familiar figure; Da Shuang was waiting for me. After seeing me, Da Shuang silently led me upstairs. Because it was summer, it was very hot, and we were both sweating profusely by the time we got upstairs. Da Shuang opened the window to let in some fresh air, then took a drink from the refrigerator for me. Actually, I didn't care about the drink or the heat; I only cared about making love with Da Shuang.

Just as I was about to pounce on Da Shuang and get intimate, she stopped me.

"It's too hot today, I don't want to be all sweaty again after a shower. We're not doing it today," Sister Da Shuang said to me in a commanding tone

. "Then how about you give me a footjob, Sister Da Shuang?" I knew her temper, so I could only compromise.

"That's fine. You little rascal, you've been holding back, haven't you? Didn't you try

anything with other girls?" She started teasing me again. After saying that, Sister Da Shuang grabbed my hand, smiled, and pulled me onto the bed. I kissed her. I savored Sister Da Shuang's lips and tongue for a long time. When I put my hand down on Sister Da Shuang's lower body, she grabbed my hand. "You're being naughty, aren't you?"

I quickly pulled my hand back, got up, went to her wardrobe, and found the red stockings she wore when we first met, and made Sister Da Shuang put them on. As soon as she finished putting them on, I couldn't wait to pick up her feet and start licking them. From the first time I licked her feet, Sister Da Shuang told me that she found that she couldn't stand licking feet the most, it was more exciting than licking ears.

After licking for a while, I voluntarily took off my shorts (because it was summer) to expose my already erect penis, and lay down at Da Shuang's feet. Having experience with foot fetishes before, Da Shuang stretched out her legs and clamped my penis between them, starting to move.

But just then, the door opened, startling me so much that I got up to put on my underwear, but Da Shuang immediately pressed me down with her feet. As mentioned before, there was another friend staying in Da Shuang's room. I thought to myself, "Oh no, how embarrassing! Why didn't she ask if the person in the other room was coming back?" And as I mentioned before, Da Shuang's room and the hallway door are connected, and her bed is right in front of the entrance. I panicked, but why was Da Shuang pressing my penis down with her feet so firmly that I couldn't get up to put on my underwear?

So, naked from the waist down with my legs spread, Da Shuang pressed my penis down with her feet, and I saw a woman come in out of the corner of my eye. She seemed a little embarrassed and went back into her room without saying a word.

I felt a little ashamed at that moment and didn't want to continue.

"Sis, what are you doing?" I asked a little embarrassedly. "I think I should leave."

"Leave what? Haven't you always wanted to find more people to hang out with?"

"Don't tease me, sis." To be honest, my mind went blank at that moment.

"Who's teasing you? I tell her everything, and she even told me she's never met a foot fetishist! Isn't this creating an opportunity for you?"

I still remember Da Shuang's expression at that moment, a mix of teasing and mockery. But then an evil thought popped into my head. Because of the shock earlier, my lower body had softened slightly, and her words made me hard again. Seeing that

I didn't say anything, and seeing that my lower body had reacted, Da Shuang laughed loudly, and then, without my permission, called out to the people in the inner room, "Tiezi (that's what she called her sister), come out! This is the little brother I told you about. Haven't you always wanted to see him?" After calling out, she winked at me.

There was no movement from the inner room for a long time. I thought to myself, "How can things be so good?" Just as I was thinking this, the door to the inner room opened. The woman came out, and I turned to look at her, finally getting a clear look at her clothes and appearance. She was average-looking, not as pretty as Sister Shuang, but still passable. Her eyes were the kind with upturned corners, giving her a fierce look; she had long, flowing hair; her skin was wheat-colored; she wore a large, loose white t-shirt and hot pants; her legs were bare, without socks, and she wore slippers. It looked like her nipples were showing, so she must have gone inside to change. When she first came out, I was a little flustered, trying to cover my genitals with my hands.

After the woman came out, Sister Shuang gestured for her to sit and watch. Then, she deliberately put her foot near my mouth. To be honest, I don't really like licking feet that have touched my genitals, but at that moment I didn't think too much about it, so I picked up one foot and started licking it, even deliberately biting Sister Shuang's sole. The woman just watched the whole licking process without saying a word or leaving.

After licking for a while, Sister Shuang pushed me down onto the bed. I knew it was time for footjob, so I simply exposed my entire genitals to the woman. Sister Shuang then used her red-stockinged feet to give me a footjob. While doing so, she explained to the other woman what she was doing.

It wasn't my first time doing footjob, but it was my first time doing it in front of another woman. It felt strange, but also quite exciting. Maybe because of what happened earlier, plus the fact that this woman was next to me, I didn't feel anything at all. Sister Shuang was tired after using her feet for a while.

"Tiezi, you should try it too!" Sister Shuang said to the other woman. I couldn't believe my ears. "It's nothing, it's quite fun."

The other woman initially hesitated, and I said, "If you can't do it, then don't." Sister Shuang glared at me and continued chatting with the other woman, trying to get her to join in.

Finally, the other woman got up and walked towards me, saying as she walked, "Okay, let's play." She spoke, and her voice was more pleasant than Sister Shuang's. Most people have a more pleasant voice than Sister Shuang.

"Have you washed your feet yet? Either wash them or put on socks," Sister Da Shuang said, showing consideration for my health.

"Wearing socks is too uncomfortable, I'll go wash my feet," the woman said, turning and going into the bathroom. She came out shortly after, having probably rinsed them briefly with tap water.

When she came back, she sat down next to Sister Da Shuang and shyly stretched out one foot, slowly pressing it against my genitals. She had just washed her feet with cold water, so they were still cold, and stepping on my genitals was a bit stimulating.

"How does it feel?" Sister Da Shuang asked the woman.

"It feels weird, how can this feel good?" the woman asked.

"Are you asking about my little brother?" Sister Da Shuang stepped on my foot

. "It feels good," I could only answer. At that time, I had the desire but not the courage; I was even shy at that point. If it were now, I would have already started teasing her.

Then Sister Da Shuang started teaching her, using her feet to clamp down, and the woman copied her. While Sister Da Shuang was giving me footjobs, she used her feet to tease my testicles and nipples—all of which I had taught her. The woman quickly complained of being tired and even complimented my stamina. Throughout the entire encounter, I didn't touch her feet; looking back, I was so naive.

Finally, Sister Shuang took over, using her legs to grip my genitals and vigorously masturbate. In that environment, I gradually became more involved, and with another woman watching, I soon felt aroused. My body involuntarily arched upwards. The experienced Sister Shuang knew I was about to ejaculate and quickly had the other woman join in. They sandwiched my genitals between their legs and vigorously masturbated. Soon after, my penis tightened and I ejaculated. Because I hadn't had sex or masturbated in a long time, I had a lot of semen accumulated, shooting high and spraying everywhere—on Sister Shuang's stockings, the sheets, and the other woman's feet and legs.

At first, the woman was quite surprised, repeatedly saying things like, "You can ejaculate like that!" After a quick clean-up, I put my underwear back on, and the woman, feeling awkward, got up and went back inside.

After she went inside, Sister Shuang asked me, "Was it good?

" "Yeah, I want to do it again," I confessed. "Dream on,"

Sister Shuang replied

. I learned from Sister Shuang that the woman was her colleague, an art teacher, and quite wild. She frequently changed men, and several times she had brought men home for sex without any restraint, making a lot of noise to provoke Sister Shuang.

Today's incident was twofold: first, it was a coincidence, and second, Sister Shuang had told her everything before, so the woman didn't believe in foot fetishists. Perhaps she hadn't encountered them before, or maybe the information available back then wasn't as readily available as it is now, so she didn't understand. She had mentioned out of curiosity that she wanted to try it sometime; second, Sister Shuang wanted to provoke her. I thought to myself, "So she wanted me to get revenge on that woman. A woman's heart is unfathomable."

After chatting for a while, Sister Shuang sent me away. What happened next was that I could only have sex with Sister Da Shuang. Whenever I suggested hanging out together, Sister Da Shuang would avoid the topic. Later, that other woman moved away, and I still didn't know her name. I asked Sister Da Shuang, but she wouldn't tell me. Later, I also got a serious boyfriend, and Sister Da Shuang got married during my senior year of college. We almost completely lost contact.

Until two years ago, we met again by chance, and I learned that she was married and had a child. What happened between us before really became our little secret, a beautiful memory.

Second story: After telling the story of Sister Da Shuang before

our first meeting

, I want to talk about another online friend of mine from college, Sister Yan. As I mentioned before, Sister Yan's timeline overlapped with Sister Da Shuang's, so now I'll tell the story of Sister Yan separately. I met Sister Yan after my first open sexual encounter with Sister Da Shuang, during the period when Sister Da Shuang was studying and ignoring me.

I remember it was not long after we had sex, on a spring afternoon. I really didn't want to go to class, so I stayed in my dorm playing games online. I wanted to focus on leveling up, but my teammates weren't online, so I started hunting for women in the chat room. Ever since my experience with Sister Da Shuang, I've spent all my free time in chat rooms. (By the way, these chat rooms are Tencent QQ's chat rooms, subdivided down to each university's own. Looking back, it was so convenient; such specialization made it easy to find women—what we now call hooking up.)

As soon as I entered the chat room, I started hunting for women, sending messages to any female accounts I saw. Then I saw a username that immediately caught my eye. I still remember that username: "The Graduate Student Who Loves High Heels." Because I have a foot fetish, I'm particularly fascinated by women's feet, especially women in high heels, so I launched my offensive.

After sending many messages without a reply, just when I was about to give up, the account replied with a simple "Hello." This reignited my passion. I thought, "I'm not worried about you not replying; if you reply, there's a chance." Let's continue chatting!

Back then, things weren't like they are now, where people just jump in and ask if you want to hook up. We were more reserved, and since I was new to this, I started with different topics. Through our chat, I learned she wasn't from our school, which was a little disappointing. But as we talked more, I learned that although she wasn't from our school, she lived in the same city, and she was older than me, with one more year until graduation. She was currently a junior in her second semester and had come home to recuperate from illness. She was browsing our school's chat room because she was bored at home, and since she lived near our school, things were going well; we could develop the

relationship further. After a while, we started chatting very congenially. I like football, and she likes it too; I like basketball, and she likes it too; I like movies, and she likes them too. She'd seen all the movies I'd ever seen and could even explain the intricacies of them, which surprised me, a student majoring in this field.

During this time, I suppressed my urge to discuss relationships with her, only casually asking if she had a boyfriend. The answer I got was "we broke up." As for why, I didn't ask in detail. Asking if I had a boyfriend on our first meeting—any girl with a little common sense would know what I was up to. But she didn't retort with "What's it to you?"—which was already good enough. I didn't press her further.

While we were chatting, I forgot about leveling up with my teammates, so I simply stopped playing and continued chatting. We chatted online for almost three hours. Taking advantage of this moment, I added her on QQ and asked for her phone number! This is a common tactic I use to pick up girls later. Adding people online means two things: first, they might temporarily agree, but then they won't add you back, and you can't do anything about it; second, even if they add you, they might not be online, and you won't be able to find them when you need them. So, when I added her on QQ, I also asked for her phone number. At first, she didn't understand, but I explained it would be convenient for us to communicate later, maybe watch movies together, etc., and she agreed and sent me her phone number. At the same time, I called her—another little trick to prevent her from being scammed.

"Hello," a woman's voice came through the receiver. I was overjoyed; it seemed she hadn't lied to me.

"Hello, I'm..." I gave a brief self-introduction.

"Oh... what, were you worried the number I gave you was fake?" She was quite clever.

"No, I quickly explained, I'm about to log off, just calling to say hello." I explained,

and that's how our phone conversation began. I also learned her name was Yan, and she was older than me, so I called her Sister Yan.

From then on, we talked on the phone frequently. I remember once I called her, and she said she was going to a shopping street near our school to go shopping with a friend, and that it was time to change the seasons and she was planning to buy a pair of high heels. As soon as I heard "high heels," I felt a reaction, and I could hear the distinctive sound of her high heels on the ground as she walked.

I said, "I knew you liked wearing high heels, because that's what your name is." Later, I told her that I also liked girls wearing high heels, and that only girls who wore high heels were real women! I also subtly mentioned my love for photography, as I was working as a photographer for a modeling agency while still in university, often shooting models in high heels and such. I also mentioned things like "partial modeling" and "hand-touching-foot modeling." Since the internet wasn't as developed back then, terms like "foot fetish" weren't as common, so Yan-jie just listened without objection. After

our first intimate encounter

, we kept in touch for a few days. On a Tuesday of the following week, Wednesday being a half-day at university, I called her to arrange a meeting. Yan-jie readily agreed, saying she was bored at home and it would be good to get out! So we agreed to meet the next day at a lakeside park near our university. To be honest, I was a little excited that night, with a premonition that something good was going to happen.

On the day of the date, I sat in my dorm waiting for the appointed time, but time seemed to be playing a cruel joke, moving very slowly. I left home an hour before the date. When I arrived at the park entrance, there were still forty minutes to go. Well, I waited! I called Yan Jie twice and sent a few text messages during the meeting. I was relieved to learn she had also left, as I was afraid of being stood up.

With ten minutes left before the appointment, I started looking around at the people passing by. If I saw someone unattractive, I worried it might be Yan Jie; if I saw a pretty woman, I imagined it was her. Just as I was looking around, Yan Jie called, asking where I was. I told her my location and looked around again. I saw a woman in a black trench coat walking towards me. She didn't seem too bad-looking, so I felt relieved.

We met, exchanged a few pleasantries, and I instinctively sized up my prey, Yan-jie. She was probably over 165cm tall, with a well-proportioned figure, neither too thin nor too plump. Her long black hair was tied in a ponytail, she had large eyes, a round face, and a slightly large mouth, but it wasn't too bad; judging by her face alone, she was of average build. That day, she wore a black trench coat over a thin white t-shirt. Since it was early spring, it was alright for her, but her chest was still quite large. She wore jeans and black ankle-high heels, but I couldn't see what kind of socks she was wearing, which was a little disappointing. Overall, she seemed alright, and I felt there was potential.

After our initial pleasantries, we strolled along the lakeside path, stopping frequently, talking about many things, from hobbies and interests to academic experiences and romantic relationships. My romantic history was simple: she had a boyfriend, but they had broken up a little over a month ago, and she had fallen ill because of it and was recuperating at home. I thought I could take advantage of her emotional vulnerability. During our conversation, I subtly and intentionally held her hand. She didn't reject me, which strengthened my resolve.

While resting in a lakeside pavilion, I casually mentioned that I liked women's feet, but without explicitly mentioning a foot fetish. Instead, I said I liked women wearing stockings and high heels, saying that's what makes a woman woman. She didn't seem offended and even told me she particularly loved wearing high heels. I asked her what kind of socks she was wearing that day. Without hesitation, she said white cotton socks because it was still quite chilly. Before we knew it, it was

noon. I thought that would be the end of the day; it was unlikely we'd end up in bed or make any progress. So, I suggested we find a place to eat.

But then something unexpected happened. She said she was going home to watch a TV series, but we were having a great time chatting. Seizing the opportunity, I asked her if we could go to her place and buy something to watch the show together. She actually agreed and said there was no need to buy anything, as she could cook. I was overjoyed. Wasn't this giving me an opportunity?

Let's go! Without wasting any more time, I took a taxi straight to Yan Jie's house after leaving the park.

When I arrived, I tentatively asked if her parents were home, afraid of running into them! I learned that her father was away most of the year, and her mother was at her grandmother's house taking care of her and wouldn't be back until very late, which put my mind at ease.

I ate a simple meal prepared by Yan Jie, and I must say, her cooking was quite good. Then we chatted while watching TV! My gaze kept lingering on her white socks. I should mention Yan Jie's feet; through the socks, I could roughly tell that her feet were around size 36, not too big or too small, easily encircled by my hand, with a low arch and even toes—a beautiful pair.

During our conversation, I started using my usual tactics, bringing up topics related to relationships. I learned that she had been dating this guy since her freshman year. They dated for a year without anything happening, but in her sophomore year, they had their first time. He was a womanizer, and they broke up because she found out he was seeing other women, which made her sick and forced her to go home to recover.

During this time, she asked me if I cared if a girl had lost her virginity. I knew she was testing me because I told her I was a virgin, I'd never even kissed anyone (a lie, because I'd succeeded with Da Shuang that way before). Of course, I said I didn't care; these days, where else would I find such a good thing? As long as she's good to me, and I like her, that's enough. Looking back now, I admire my quick thinking.

I thought she would take the initiative to kiss me like Da Shuang did, but she didn't. We just stared at each other, and I slowly moved closer to her, asking a question only I could ask: "Yan Jie, can I kiss you?" This almost became my opening line, and it was also my opening line when I was a newbie. Of course, Yan-jie stopped me, but she didn't kick me out, so I changed my approach.

"Yan-jie, your feet are so beautiful, I want to take a closer look," I mustered my courage and said.

Yan-jie didn't think much of it, crossed her right leg over her left, and wiggled her right foot. I took a deep breath, held her right foot, and slowly took off her slippers, revealing her entire white-socked foot to me.

"That's beautiful. Did your ex kiss your feet?" I asked tentatively.

"Yes," Yan-jie said,

"like-minded?" I thought to myself,

"Once I sprained my ankle, and he helped me apply medicine, and then he kissed my ankle," Yan-jie explained.

"I want to kiss them too," I said, holding her right foot. Yan-jie shook her head and said no, but she didn't pull her foot away. I mustered my courage and gently kissed the top of her foot. Yan-jie didn't seem to mind. So I mustered my courage again and asked her, "I still want to kiss you."

"No," Yan-jie refused again.

"Why? I already kissed your feet, this..." I was a little confused.

We were at an impasse for a while, the TV drama was still playing, but neither of us watched it.

Finally, Yan Jie suddenly said, "If you want to kiss me, just kiss me! Why ask me? Boys are always the ones who

take the initiative." As soon as I heard that, I understood. If I had just kissed her directly, she wouldn't have objected. I was as happy as if I had received a royal decree, and slowly moved closer to Yan Jie, pressing my lips to hers.

I thought Yan Jie wouldn't let me stick my tongue out, but when I kissed her, I found that her mouth was half open, so I directly stuck my tongue into Yan Jie's mouth to find her tongue. And so we kissed, our tongues intertwined. Although I hadn't kissed much, I still had some experience. This kiss lasted for a long time. My hands were also restless, groping her breasts.

After kissing for a while, we separated, and before we parted, our tongues licked each other's lips a few times.

"Didn't you say you'd never kissed before?" Yan Jie's voice was softer, clearly showing signs of arousal.

"I've watched a lot of porn, so I'm pretty knowledgeable, right?" I quickly explained. "My technique is alright?"

"So-so! I don't really know."

After saying that, I kissed her again, then pushed her down, and we entangled on the sofa. When my hand moved from her breasts to her genitals, she grabbed it, preventing me from continuing. I could only use my erect penis, through my pants, to press against her genitals, and she writhed uncomfortably, begging me to get up.

I'd kissed enough and got up. Anyway, this person in front of me was mine, and I could do whatever I wanted with her. I picked up her feet and started kissing them, then stuck out my tongue and started licking them. Yan-jie watched my every move. To be honest, licking her feet through her socks wasn't quite enough, so I simply took off her socks. When my tongue touched the soles of her feet, she felt a little ticklish, but I didn't care. I carefully licked every part of her feet, and when I got aroused, I even bit her feet with my teeth. Yan-jie finally couldn't take it anymore and pulled her hands away from mine, not letting me continue.

"Sister, do you have any stockings?" I asked again.

"I don't know. I throw away a batch every year and buy new ones. I don't know if we still have any at home."

Fine, I just picked Yan-jie up and ran to the bedroom. When we got to the bedroom door, Yan-jie told me to go to the left, to the left. It turned out that the left side was her bedroom.

I practically kicked the door open, carried Yan-jie to the bed, and we started kissing on the bed, using the techniques I had learned from the other sisters, such as licking her ears.

"No, no, wait a minute, didn't I want stockings? I'll go find some for you." I guess Yan-jie couldn't take it anymore and was afraid something bad would happen if she continued, so she quickly stopped me.

Yan-jie got up and rummaged through drawers looking for stockings, while I sat on the edge of the bed watching her. After a while, she pulled out a pair of short, flesh-colored stockings. "This is the only pair I found, and it seems one of them is damaged."

"It's okay," I said, though I was frantic. Who cared about the consequences?

I watched as Yan-jie changed into short stockings. I have to say, her feet looked really beautiful in them. I couldn't wait any longer, so I knelt down, cupped her feet in my hands, and started kissing them. At first, it was just kissing, but then it turned into licking. My tongue circled and licked her instep, heel, and sole, as if I were holding the most delicious food in the world. Yan-jie couldn't take my licking anymore and kicked her feet wildly, but I didn't let go.

My erection was already at its peak, so I quickly released her feet and unbuckled my belt. Yan-jie saw what I was doing immediately and stopped me. "What are you doing?"

"Good sister, I'm feeling a little uncomfortable."

"No, things have progressed quite quickly today, absolutely not!" Yan-jie said firmly, though her face was flushed with desire, she still stuck to her principles. It seemed this sister wasn't as open-minded as Da Shuang-jie. To continue developing our relationship further, I'd better endure it today! In fact, my decision that day was correct.

We were intimate for a while, and seeing that it was almost time, I said I had to leave. Before leaving, I took Yan-jie's socks; she understood what I wanted them for.

After leaving Yan-jie's house, I didn't go straight back to school, but took a taxi home. After arriving home, I briefly explained to my family and went to my room. I closed the door, took out Yan-jie's socks, put them on my already erect penis, and masturbated intensely.

Afterwards, fearing Yan-jie wouldn't talk to me, I proactively texted and called her. Finding her tone relatively normal, I felt relieved. Yan-jie even told me that we had gone too fast today, and we couldn't do that again. In my heart, I thought, "In the future… I can't do that again. From now on, I'll just fuck you as soon as I see you." Not long after, Yan-jie recovered from her illness and went back to school, but we kept in touch. After

Yan

-jie returned to school, we only kept in touch by text message; she was very busy with her studies and rarely came home. During summer vacation, she didn't go home because she was about to graduate. I had a threesome with Sister Shuang, and at the same time, I was developing a close relationship with a girl from university, so I gradually put Sister Yan aside because I had found someone to vent my frustrations on. That was until that winter.

Winter break was approaching. These past few days, because of a mistake I made at school, although my family intervened and smoothed things over, my grandfather was still giving me the cold shoulder. Plus, I had some issues with the girl I'd been involved with before, and Sister Shuang had disappeared again. I was in a bad mood, and I suddenly thought of this sister. So, without even sending a text message, I called her directly. She said she was already back, recovering at home from a minor surgery. Seeing that it was only morning, I took a taxi straight to her, regardless of whether it was convenient for her.

When I arrived at her building, I called and learned that Sister Yan's family wasn't home. I went straight upstairs. Although I'd only been there once, I remembered the exact building and floor. When I got home, Sister Yan gestured for me to sit on the sofa. I could tell she was still having difficulty moving around because of the minor surgery. Sitting on the sofa, I didn't know where to begin. It was Yan-jie who broke the silence, asking what was wrong.

I told her everything about the mistakes I'd made at school. Yan-jie comforted and guided me like an older sister. She asked if it would affect my graduation or my student status. I said no, everything at home was settled, but my father-in-law was very angry with me, and I couldn't stand being at home anymore. Then she gave me a long lecture.

Actually, what bothered me wasn't the matter itself, but that girl had gone to a hotel with someone else and was dating him. Although my relationship with her was just casual sex, and I couldn't give her the relationship she wanted, it still made me very angry. I hadn't come to Yan-jie to have a heart-to-heart talk, but to vent. So I told her everything, making sure to say I'd been deceived. While she could comfort me about my mistakes, she didn't know where to begin with this. We continued walking in silence.

"Why did you come to see me today?" Yan-jie broke the silence and asked.

“I missed you, so I came to see you.” I replied directly,

“More than that.” Yan Jie had already seen through my thoughts.

“I want to…” I was about to say something when Yan Jie stopped me.

So I typed on my phone, and she did the same. Finally, we looked at each other’s phones. I typed “book a room,” and she typed “go to bed.

” “Is it okay?” I asked again.

“What is our relationship?” Yan Jie asked me back. To be honest, I didn’t want to admit this relationship at the time. I just wanted to have sex and have her as my sex partner.

“I want to take things further with you, otherwise I wouldn’t have contacted you and told you everything.” I admire my own brain; I changed my mind quite quickly. “I want to have sex with you.” Now that we’d crossed the line, there was no need to be coy.

“No…” Yan Jie was quite firm.

“Why?” I asked in surprise. “I want to have a proper relationship with you.”

“It’s not convenient at home.” Yan Jie still had some psychological defenses. “

How about we go to a hotel?”

“I’m telling you, I hate booking hotels. Even if we go that far, I won’t go to a hotel or anything like that.” Yan Jie told me this.

“Then let’s do it here.” "I panicked. 'Aren't your parents not coming back?'

I grabbed her and kissed her directly. Having kissed her before, this kiss was effortless. Our lips were pressed tightly together, our tongues naturally slipping into each other's mouths, swirling inside. I could feel that Yan-jie had let her guard down. I reached out and touched her genitals. That day, Yan-jie was only wearing a cotton nightgown at home, making it easy to touch her.

'I told you no, I just had an appendectomy, I can't be rough,' Yan-jie said, her cheeks flushed."

"Sister, will you give me a footjob?" I briefly explained the basics of footjob to her, and after a little hesitation, Sister Yan agreed.

I felt like I was about to succeed, and I was still very excited. I carried Sister Yan into her room and saw that she was wearing black cotton socks, which I didn't like, so I asked her to find some stockings. Finally, I found a pair of gray short stockings in the closet. Sister Yan told me that ever since she knew I liked stockings, she would intentionally or unintentionally buy several pairs whenever she went shopping. I was really touched when I heard that.

Seeing Sister Yan put on the gray stockings, I immediately got up and started licking her feet, a little crazy, a little lost in the moment. My penis was already erect while she was putting on the stockings, and while licking her feet, I quickly pulled down my pants. Because it was winter, I was wearing a lot of clothes, but I didn't care... That's all.

After taking off my pants, I lay down right next to Yan Jie's feet. At first, she didn't know how to do it, so I guided her step by step (I think I was teaching her by pointing her feet) as she used her stockinged feet to press against my penis, and then used her legs to clamp my penis and make piston-like movements. Although I've had foot fetishes several times before, different people have different sensations, and everyone's feet are different! Yan Jie's feet were a little cold, but that didn't stop me from enjoying it. Yan Jie wasn't very skilled, and her movements were a bit strenuous, which made my sensations less intense. She moved for a while and then stopped because her surgical incision was a bit painful.

But I couldn't just hold back like that, could I? I suggested oral sex, but she initially refused. Later, she couldn't resist my nagging and finally reluctantly agreed, even telling me not to ejaculate in her mouth. As soon as I heard I could do oral sex, I quickly nodded in agreement.

I got up and walked over to Yan Jie. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, at a height where she could easily reach my penis with a slight tilt of her head. Yan Jie hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered her head to kiss my penis. After kissing my penis, she kissed my testicles. My inner thighs are erogenous zones, and I couldn't take it anymore, urging Yan Jie to take my penis into her mouth. Yan Jie looked up at me, then took the glans into her mouth. The feeling was incomparable to sex; it was a completely different experience. Although Yan Jie's oral sex wasn't as skillful as Da Shuang Jie's, and was a bit clumsy, this kind of "training" still felt very good. No wonder some people like to play with newbies.

Yan Jie didn't use her tongue; she only used her lips to envelop my penis, making piston-like movements. I asked her to lick the glans and penis, but she refused. She only made piston-like movements. So, I stood while she sat and gave me oral sex. I saw our position in the mirror on her dressing table, and I was incredibly excited. Slowly, I started to feel something, and my breathing became rapid. But then Yan Jie suddenly pulled my penis out. I asked her why? She said, "I told you not to ejaculate in my mouth."

Finally, she put her feet under my penis, letting me masturbate and ejaculate on her stockinged feet. The sensation of her stockinged feet under my testicles, combined with the sensual stimulation of the stockings, made me masturbate. Soon, I felt the urge, and a thick stream of semen spurted out, landing on Yan Jie's feet, legs, and the sheets.

Seeing it on the sheets, Yan Jie scolded me a little. I offered to clean it up, but she refused, urging me to get myself cleaned up quickly.

After a while, I left, satisfied.

In the few days since I got home, we've talked on the phone. I learned that she had previously performed oral sex on her ex-boyfriend, almost ejaculating in his mouth, which she found very offensive. As for why she performed oral sex on me, she said she thought I was a decent person, quite obedient, and felt there was potential for us to develop a relationship. I also expressed my feelings to her, and I felt that my good time with Yan Jie was just around the corner.

Half-heartedly, I slept with her.

A month passed after my cousin gave me oral sex. During that month, I was facing final exams, so I didn't see her much. When winter break finally started, my lust was raging again, and I started asking her out. But my cousin wouldn't let me go to her house, saying her father was home for the New Year and it was inconvenient to have someone there. However, she also insisted on not going to a hotel, which was her rule. I was at my wit's end.

But luck is on my side. In a previous post, I mentioned my cousin. She lives with her boyfriend in his house. They were going to her boyfriend's hometown in another city, but they had a cat and a turtle that needed feeding. They asked me to help them, to check on them and take care of them whenever I had time. I thought this was a perfect opportunity.

One morning, I called my cousin and asked if she could come with me to my cousin's house to feed the cat. She thought about it and agreed. I was overjoyed. After giving her the address and arranging a time, I went out. Before leaving, I bought condoms at the pharmacy near my house (they sold them back then). After getting ready, I took a taxi to my cousin's house.

It wasn't far; the taxi ride was short. Once home, I quickly fed the cat and turtle, locked the cat in its small room, and waited for Yan in the living room.

An hour later, Yan called, asked for the apartment building number, floor, and apartment number, and came up shortly after.

That day, Yan was wearing a down jacket. To be honest, I didn't care what she wore, except what socks she wore. I hadn't mentioned it when I asked her to bring stockings, fearing it would make her think I had ulterior motives and she wouldn't come. Now I regretted it. She was wearing boots, black fleece pants underneath, and white cotton socks—I hate that kind of outfit.

As soon as I brought Yan inside, I eagerly grabbed her and gave her a French kiss, then pinned her to the sofa, groping and kissing her all over.

At first, Yan Jie hesitated, asking if this was the only reason I'd called her over. But she couldn't resist my harassment and persuasive words. "Sister, just give it to me! You said we can't go to a hotel or your house, so this is perfect. Everything's in your hands now, just give it to me!" I repeated this over and over.

But Yan Jie still wouldn't allow it. So I used my old trick again: "Give me a footjob!" Yan Jie reluctantly agreed, but I was worried because she wasn't wearing stockings. No problem, this was my cousin's house. I went to my cousin's bedroom and rummaged through her drawers. I must say, my cousin had a lot of stockings. Under my "training," her love for stockings had grown even stronger. Looking at the closet full of all kinds of stockings, I felt a little jealous of my brother-in-law. Maybe they often did it! After a moment of distraction, I looked at the various stockings and struggled to choose. Which one should I pick? In the end, I compromised and chose a pair of black short stockings with silver threads. My cousin wouldn't mind if I was missing a pair.

I took out the stockings and had Yan Jie put them on. Yan Jie asked if I was okay, and I brushed her off.

As soon as she put on the stockings, I eagerly picked up her feet and started licking them—I won't go into details—then I took off all my pants, revealing my erect penis, and had Yan Jie perform footjobs. Although she had experience with footjobs before, Yan Jie was, after all, a respectable girl, and was still inexperienced. After one round, I deliberately said I didn't feel anything, got up, and pressed Yan Jie down on the sofa, kissing her. Feeling that she was aroused, I asked her to take off her top (she had already taken off her down jacket when we came in, revealing a turtleneck sweater underneath), but Yan Jie refused. I could only reach inside her sweater and fondle her breasts. This was the first time I had touched her breasts so intimately, and they didn't feel very big. Yan Jie struggled beneath me. Then I practically ripped off her cashmere skirt, leaving Yan Jie only in black cashmere panties. I reached into her fleece pants and, no matter how much she struggled, I forcefully touched her genitals through her underwear.

Yan kept saying, "Stop! Let's talk for a bit, don't..." but she didn't push me away. I knew she still had a defense; how to break down that defense depended on my persistence. Of course, I persisted. Finally, I forcefully slipped my hand inside her underwear and started probing her vagina. Soon, her vagina was wet. Yan's tone changed from a soft moan.

I couldn't wait any longer. I got up, took out the condom I had prepared beforehand, and put it on my engorged penis. When Yan saw me put on the condom, she quickly closed her legs, refusing to let me in. I begged her, and finally, I pulled her fleece pants and underwear down to her knees, lifted her legs, and her genitals were completely exposed to me. I lifted my penis and thrust it in.

The moment I penetrated her, Yan let out a soft moan. She was surprisingly tight inside, probably because she hadn't had sex in over a year. Once inside, I began a simple, rough piston-like motion. With each thrust, Yan's defenses completely crumbled, and she let me have my way with her. (I'm using vulgar language now because as I write this, recalling the scene, I'm still feeling excited and a bit of primal passion is surfacing.) While I was thrusting, I licked her feet. I didn't even have time to change positions. Yan continued to moan and cry out under my movements. Because I hadn't had sex in so long, I felt myself ejaculating after a few minutes. I didn't care about stamina anymore; I pressed myself against her, her legs on one of my shoulders, and I ejaculated.

Afterward, I sat directly on the sofa, removed the condom, and looked at the condom filled with my semen, feeling utterly satisfied. My sister's hair was disheveled from my antics. She silently got up, tidied her hair and clothes, and hurriedly put on her pants.

Just as she was about to get up, I grabbed her and pressed her back down on the sofa.

I still remember the look in her eyes; there was a hint of sorrow in them. "What are we?" she asked me.

"Sister, I like you. I'll be good to you, don't worry, really. I've liked you since the first time I saw you," I continued.

We chatted on the sofa, or rather, I was brainwashing her. My main goal was to prevent her from disliking me so I could still have sex with her later, even though I didn't want anything more to develop. I talked, and she listened. My hands never left her feet, stroking her feet clad in my cousin's stockings. Soon, I got an erection again.

"Sister, I want more," I said, looking at her. Without waiting for her consent, I pressed myself against her, kissing her lips and licking her ears. Then I helped her sit up, licking her ears as I removed her top, exposing her breasts. I continued licking her breasts while pulling down her pants. She obediently helped me remove hers.

Seeing her genitals completely exposed was a first for me. There wasn't much hair; it was a butterfly-shaped vulva. I reached out and slowly stroked her clitoris. She was now enjoying everything I was doing, perhaps because of my previous words about liking her! That's how women are; once their psychological defenses are broken down, everything becomes easier. A little bit of moisture came out of Yan's vagina. After changing to a new condom, I inserted it directly.

Warmth, nothing but warmth. And so, we made love wildly on my cousin's sofa. Yan wrapped her legs around my waist, letting me thrust in and out, moaning. Because I was still inexperienced, I didn't know how to change positions, so I just kept going in the missionary position. Since I had already ejaculated, my penis wasn't very sensitive, and I didn't feel anything for a while. But Yan had changed; she actively offered her tongue for me to lick, and her hands supported my buttocks for help. Finally, I had Yan close her legs to make her vagina tighter, and I continued thrusting. Yan kept calling out, "Little brother, little brother, ah ah..." At that moment, I really enjoyed it when my older sister called me "little brother." After thrusting for a while, I felt like I was about to come, so I pushed hard, using almost all my strength to thrust in, and soon I ejaculated again. Then I collapsed onto Yan Jie, panting heavily. She was exhausted too, stroking my head and kissing my cheek.

After resting for a while, we got up and cleaned up. Yan Jie went to the bathroom to shower, but I didn't want to at all. I took the stockings that Yan Jie had worn earlier, which belonged to my cousin, and used them to wipe my genitals.

After that, we went out for dinner and then went home separately.

During the winter break, whenever I wanted to have sex, I would invite Yan Jie to my cousin's house. During that time, she also asked me to go shopping and see movies, because she already considered me her boyfriend, but I still didn't like her and just wanted to have sex with her. When she asked me out, I usually made excuses like going to a party or playing games, but occasionally I would go to a movie with her just to pretend.

Later, Yan Jie realized that I was only using her to release my lust and gradually lost faith in me. I just told her that I was about to graduate, that there was a lot of pressure to find a job in my major, and that my family had found me a place to intern, etc.

The last time I saw her was during my senior year, in the second semester. By then, I had already started my internship at my dream company. One day, she called me and asked me to bring her some movie DVDs, something I had promised her a long time ago.

That evening, I met up with my senior from graduate school. I learned that she already had a boyfriend and knew there was no hope between us, so she had gone on a blind date arranged by her family. The guy was working in another city.

I had nothing to say. We walked together in a nearby park late into the night, until we came to a pavilion. Because it was late and no one was around, I hugged her and kissed her. She didn't push me away and we kissed deeply. Just then, her phone rang. She gestured for me to be quiet; it was her boyfriend calling.

My senior from graduate school sat on a bench in the pavilion, answered the man's call, and said that a classmate had come over and she was just strolling around outside for a while. Looking at her reminded me of our crazy antics, and seeing that she was wearing sandals and flesh-colored stockings, I felt a surge of passion. I knelt down, took off her shoes, and started licking her feet. She tried to pull away several times but couldn't! She couldn't make a sound and give herself away. Seeing her helpless expression, I pulled down my pants and started footjob on her feet. So, while she was on the phone with her boyfriend, her feet were giving me a footjob—it was incredibly stimulating. I ejaculated quickly, covering her feet. After

her call, she complained and angrily took off her stockings and threw them aside. As she left, I told her, "No matter what, you'll always be the Yan I love." To be honest, I didn't have any feelings for her at the time, but knowing she had found someone else made me a little jealous.

We went our separate ways. We contacted each other a few times afterward, but gradually lost contact. She changed her phone number and stopped using QQ. I was too embarrassed to go to her house, and that's how I lost contact with this girl I had wronged. Looking back, I feel really sorry for her; it was all because I was young and driven by lust. I truly hope she finds happiness!

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