My wife is a philanderer, Li Sisi

Chapter 1: Springtime in the Studio
Backstage of a variety show at CCTV headquarters in the Pants Building, I checked the cameras and followed the director into the control room. The rows of screens inside made my head spin. As the assistant director, I was basically just an assistant. Checking the lights, the background, the cameras—I did everything, just waiting for the director's orders. Sometimes I even had to sneak into the audience to lead the applause and cheers. I'd been doing this errand-running job for 10 years to become a director!
"Alright, all departments ready! Lights, background, camera, get set! Applause! Host, enter!" the director shouted over the walkie-talkie.
The stage lights and special effects all came on, and a male anchor and Li Sisi walked onto the stage.
"Dear viewers, good evening, welcome to the studio. This is the xxx program, and I'm your host, Li Sisi..." A sweet voice jolted me awake. A female host in a tight-fitting royal blue mini-skirt tossed her long, black hair, her nightingale-like voice echoing throughout the hall via the microphone.
What the male anchor said next was irrelevant; who had time to pay attention? My eyes were fixed on the big screen, lingering on Li Sisi's beautiful legs encased in flesh-colored stockings. They were supposedly Italian brand, glossy stockings that shimmered seductively under the lights. Imported goods are definitely different; much better than Langsha. Seeing those stockinged legs, my little brother got hard. Looking at my colleagues around me, these men all had expressions of rapture. I secretly gloated. What good is it if you can only feast your eyes? Go back to your women and have sex. You can only look at those stockinged legs, but I can touch them and even ejaculate!
Why? Because that sweet-voiced, sexy Li Sisi is my wife. However, no one at CCTV knew that Li Sisi and I had our wedding in a small church in Seoul. When we checked our marital status at the civil affairs bureau in China, both were still listed as unmarried.
If it weren't for the live broadcast, these variety shows would be recorded in segments. First, the hosts would record several segments, and then the program would be recorded one by one. Fifteen minutes later, the hosts' segments were finished, and the actors went up to perform one by one. Less than a minute after Li Sisi left, my phone rang.
A text message: "Come hand in your homework, darling."
"Director, there's nothing going on here. How's my dressing room setup going?" I made up an excuse and left the control room, heading straight for the dressing room.
There were several dressing rooms for the actors, and the most secluded one was usually deserted. Li Sisi and I had arranged to meet in dressing room number 9. She pretended to go offstage to change, and I, seeing no one, slipped inside.
Sisi was already waiting inside. As soon as I entered, she rushed over and deftly unbuckled my belt.
"Darling, slow down, the door isn't locked yet!" After locking the door, I picked up Sisi and carried her onto the large table in the dressing room, her pants dangling from her legs. The dressing room was lined with clothes racks, and in the middle was a large table, as big as a double bed. Although it was a bit hard, it was perfect for making love.
Before penetrating her, I first kissed Sisi's beautiful legs, encased in imported Italian flesh-colored pantyhose:
"Baby... I've missed your beautiful legs so much... Let me kiss them properly, they feel so smooth. The leaders at this station are so considerate, knowing I'm obsessed with stockings, they provided you all with a uniform set of high-end imported stockings. I'm so drooling over them every day!"
"You lecherous devil, you always kiss my stockinged feet, stop, it tickles!"
Sisi complained coquettishly, but she still let me take off her silver high heels, letting me touch her beautiful legs and kiss her stockinged feet.
"Kiss me if you want, but don't lick me like that! You're getting my stockings wet, and we have a show to film later! No, you're making me itchy, hurry up and make me feel better!" Seeing me engrossed in playing with her stockinged feet, Sisi deliberately pulled her legs away. Because she had practiced dance since childhood, Sisi was extremely flexible. She sat directly on the table, draping her stockinged legs over my shoulders. We'd been making love for years and had developed a tacit understanding. She put her legs on my shoulders, and I climbed onto the table, my chest pressed against her inner thighs. She crossed her legs behind my neck, wrapping her stockinged legs around it. Just a turn of my head and I could rub against her flesh-colored stockings—what a blissful thing! I buried my head in her inner thighs, inhaling the sensual scent of her genitals.
The first thing I did after we sat down at the table was to lift her royal blue tight-fitting jumpsuit up to her waist. Her lower body, encased in flesh-colored pantyhose, was already exposed. She wasn't wearing any underwear, just her genitals and buttocks, which were now completely exposed to me.
Sisi's pubic hair was neatly trimmed into an inverted triangle. Wearing only pantyhose, her pink genitals were barely visible through the flesh-colored stockings, preventing me from licking her stockinged feet.
So I used my tongue on those alluring genitals. My cheek was still rubbing against her stockinged thighs as I extended my tongue and gently traced the tip of it across her vulva. Sisi was indeed intensely stimulated, letting out a deep, incredibly pleasurable, and utterly wanton moan.
Sisi's clitoris has always been very sensitive. The first time my tongue touched it, I could feel the little bud growing larger and erect even through her pantyhose. Every time I caressed Sisi's clitoris, it brought me immense pleasure. Hearing her moans and feeling her writhing legs in her stockings, my body couldn't help but become aroused. I couldn't help but increase the intensity of my licking, and soon my pantyhose was soaked. The almost transparent crotch of the pantyhose made Sisi's genitals even more clearly visible. As I kissed and licked her vigorously, Sisi couldn't help but moan.
"Mmm... ah... so good, you're so good, good husband, let's start..." Sisi had watched quite a few Japanese adult films. At this moment, she skillfully supported her tilted body with one hand, while the other hand vigorously kneaded her breasts through her royal blue dress. I remembered that she was wearing a flesh-colored lace bra; the silky fabric felt very good to the touch. Sure enough, Sisi's sensations became even stronger.
"What, are you in such a hurry? Are you already getting horny?" I teased, letting my tongue rub against Sisi's fleshy legs.
"You always make me this horny when you tease me. How can I resist? Hurry up, I have a show to do later. After these singers finish their performances, I have to go up and host the next segment!" Sisi said, moaning.
"Even if you're quick, I need to make you wet. A dry vagina will hurt my glans. I'll satisfy you with my fingers first!" I inserted my fingers into Sisi's vagina, stroking the tender flesh of her vagina through her flesh-colored stockings. After only a few strokes, Sisi's body involuntarily struggled and twisted, but the pleasure quickly made her wet. Her moist little hole was indescribably sexy.
"How's it going? You're wet down there already. It'll feel better when it's wet and slippery. Here I come!" Before Sisi could speak, I pressed her legs, which were draped over my shoulders, against her upper body. Sisi's delicate body was almost folded up, her round buttocks raised high, her vulva and anus, covered in flesh-colored stockings, exposed to the sky.
"Ouch, it's so uncomfortable, my body can't take it!" Sisi couldn't help but groan as her body was folded up.
I knew the little beauty beneath me well. All that dance training wasn't for nothing; her body was incredibly flexible. It wasn't her first time doing this difficult move. I said directly, "Can't take it? Don't worry, the discomfort will pass quickly. Watch me deliver a crushing blow, and I'll thrust in with my spear. I guarantee you'll feel like you're in heaven!" My penis was vertically downward, the glans aimed at Sisi's vagina. Even through her stockings, my hard gun, like a poisonous dragon drill, pierced into this slut's vagina.
Sisi seemed to suddenly remember something and exclaimed, "Oh dear, wait a minute! What's the rush? I haven't even taken my stockings off yet, and you're already so eager to stick them in!"
"So what if I haven't taken them off? It's my first time, so let me show you. Having sex with stockings on is very popular in Japan. Try it, stick the stockings inside your vagina, and it feels amazing to thrust in and out like this!" I was too lazy to help Sisi take off her stockings anymore, so I thrust my penis directly into her vagina, explaining as I tried to thrust in and out.
"This... um... ah... these are government-issued stockings... they're dirty... what... what should I do... ah... you... come..." Sisi gasped, but began to move in sync with my piston-like thrusts, twisting her beautiful buttocks encased in stockings.
An overwhelming pleasure surged through my entire body. Sisi, pressed into a ball beneath me, writhed alluringly with her slender waist and full hips—what bliss!
My urge grew even more urgent and intense. I couldn't help but increase the frequency and force of my thrusts, while simultaneously laughing and saying to my slutty wife, "What government-issued stockings? Do you expect to return them after wearing them? I work for CCTV too. Aren't these stockings just issued as work supplies? Why would the leaders give you such expensive stockings? They can feast their eyes, I can feast my hands!"
Sisi's thighs were almost touching her breasts, her buttocks raised high as she moaned and spoke.
"Mmm... Ah... You bad guy, how dare you say that? What do you mean by wearing stockings on my legs? You've been touching and playing with them all the time. In the end, all the stockings we give out are just your toys... Ah... Ah... Don't do this, you've left them all over my pantyhose. What am I going to do for the show later? If I have to change stockings, my colleagues will think it's weird... Mmm... Sigh..."
"Weird? What's weird about it... I can just say you peed on your pantyhose in the bathroom!"
"Vulgar, you're so vulgar... Mmm... Ah... So annoying... That's such an embarrassing excuse... Ah... Harder... Harder... So good..." Although she said she was afraid of getting the stockings dirty, the pantyhose were still inserted into her vagina. Sisi was still feeling an immense stimulation from the friction between the glans and the tender flesh of her vaginal walls. She moaned with pleasure, her buttocks and beautiful legs wrapped in stockings twisting and rubbing against each other, making my body feel numb and tingly.
"Vulgar... It's my thick thing that won you, my beauty! You're still wearing a skirt, what are you afraid of? Does anyone check under your skirt? If anyone dares to look under my wife's skirt, I'll look under their wife's skirt!"
"Get lost, you bad guy, you're making my back hurt! Your penis is so hard, are you about to ejaculate?" My penis
was indeed very hard, and it had swelled to its limit. I always had to count the days when I made love with Sisi. Today was not her period, so ejaculating inside wouldn't be a problem. Therefore, I didn't intend to pull out. Instead, I pressed down hard on Sisi's beautiful buttocks and inserted my penis deep into her vagina: "Yes, it's about to fire, my good wife, accept the baptism of my semen!" Sisi not only did not refuse, but instead pushed her lower body upwards to meet me. Our bodies were tightly intertwined. Her labia were pressed tightly against my scrotum. Because of sexual desire, her labia majora had opened up and almost swallowed my testicles.
"Ah...oh...um...you came, the semen is so hot, my body is burning..." Sisi cheered ecstatically as my semen flooded her body, bringing her into the throes of sexual pleasure.
My body swayed, and my penis went limp. Perhaps knowing Sisi had to continue hosting the show, my subconscious urged me to finish quickly, or was there another reason? Anyway, mine went limp.
"What's wrong with you today? You went limp so quickly." Seeing me pull out my penis, Sisi stared at the limp shaft and asked with a smile. As
soon as my penis was pulled out, the stockings were also pulled from Sisi's vagina. Mixed with her vaginal fluid and my milky semen, the crotch of the stockings was soaking wet. The neatly trimmed pubic hair clung tightly to the stockings, collapsing into a dark patch on Sisi's private area—a truly messy sight.
Sisi sat up, seemingly still wanting more, but eager to return to the studio. She used a tissue to wipe her pantyhose, trying to remove the remaining fluids, but her crotch was still soaked, clinging tightly to her alluring hips.
"Come on, darling, you've worked hard. Here's a kiss for you." Sisi said, pulling my collar and giving me a passionate French kiss.
Our enticing tongues intertwined, and unexpectedly, I was instantly aroused faster than with a drug. My penis was erect again, and I immediately protested, "Look, look, one kiss activated my 'golden gun'! What are you going to do? I can't take this hard. Give me another round!"
"Get lost! I finally managed to clean the pantyhose, no way!" Sisi pouted deliberately.
"This is clean? The pantyhose are still soaked. Let's do it again." Using my old trick, I started to coax her.
"No, really no, why don't you take care of it yourself with your hands!"
"With such a beauty in front of you, using your hands would be a sin... How about... we try something new, something you've never tried before, use your stockinged feet!"
Seeing Sisi start to pull down her skirt, I knew the second round was hopeless, so I focused on her jade-like feet encased in stockings. The intoxicating fragrance of her feet from the kisses I had given her earlier was still lingering.
"Is foot fetish interesting? How come you like something Japanese men like?" Sisi saw me holding her feet and tried to pull them back, but I had already pulled them to the sides of my penis.
Before she could pull back, the soles of Sisi's feet had clamped down on my penis. My penis was already hard, and this clamping down made my body tremble.
"Footjobs are so fashionable now! You see them all in Japanese movies, where a beautiful woman's stockinged feet hold your penis. It looks like a hot dog, two slices of bread with a sausage in between. Isn't that a beautiful position?" I couldn't help but look at my beloved Li Sisi. Sisi was half-lying on the table, in a sideways, reclining position, her legs spread out to the sides from her knees, forming a diamond shape. The soles of her flesh-colored stockinged feet were perfectly wrapped around my penis. Holding her feet, I started moving them back and forth, rubbing my penis against hers.
Sisi, who was doing footjobs for the first time, probably didn't expect that her soles would rub against a fleshy man's penis. The glans kept rubbing against the most easily stimulated soles, making Sisi writhe and cry out, "It's so itchy, so itchy! You can't do this! Your penis is rubbing against my soles! I'm so ticklish, it's killing me..."
Waves of tickling made Sisi burst into laughter. Fortunately, CCTV rooms are known for their excellent soundproofing, so no matter how loud the noise was, no one outside could hear it.
After rubbing back and forth for a long time, Sisi laughed until she was exhausted, tears streaming down her face. Her stockinged feet were like exquisite toys, which I held in both hands, one in each hand, playing with them and rubbing them against my penis, performing a kind of "stockinged foot sex." Finally, Sisi laughed hysterically for a long time, and I was done. My little brother swelled up again, and I was about to ejaculate!
I had ejaculated on Sisi's beautiful stockinged legs before, but the semen would leave white stains after it dried. Sisi wouldn't let me ejaculate on her legs; we had to record a program later, and I couldn't let the whole country see my semen stains on Sisi's beautiful legs on TV.
"Damn it, don't shoot there!"
Sisi saw that I didn't rub the head of my penis against her beautiful legs and was about to praise me when she saw me pick up her silver high heels. She immediately understood my evil intentions. But it was too late to scold me; her left high heel was already in my hand. By sheer coincidence, as soon as the high heel was aimed, a stream of semen shot out. My semen shot into the left high heel.
Luckily, it was a full-coverage high heel; if it had been an open-toe, open-back style... Chapter 1 Springtime in the Studio
CCTV Headquarters Underpants Building Backstage of a Variety Show I checked the cameras and followed the director into the control room. The rows of screens inside made me dizzy. As an assistant director, I was really just an assistant. I checked the lights, the background, the cameras, and after I finished everything, I just waited for the director to give orders. Sometimes I even had to sneak into the audience to lead the applause and cheers. I've been doing this errand-running job as an assistant director for 10 years to become a director!
"Alright, all departments ready, lights, background, camera, applause, host enter!" the director shouted into the walkie-talkie.
The stage lights and special effects all came on, and a male anchor and Li Sisi walked onto the stage.
"Dear viewers, good evening, welcome to the studio. This is the xxx program, and I'm your host, Li Sisi..." A sweet voice jolted me awake. A female host in a tight-fitting royal blue mini-skirt tossed her long, black hair, her nightingale-like voice echoing throughout the hall via the microphone.
What the male anchor said next was irrelevant; who had time to pay attention? My eyes were fixed on the big screen, lingering on Li Sisi's beautiful legs encased in flesh-colored stockings. They were supposedly Italian brand, glossy stockings that shimmered seductively under the lights. Imported goods are definitely different; much better than Langsha. Seeing those stockinged legs, my little brother got hard. Looking at my colleagues around me, these men all had expressions of rapture. I secretly gloated. What good is it if you can only feast your eyes? Go back to your women and have sex. You can only look at those stockinged legs, but I can touch them and even ejaculate!
Why? Because that sweet-voiced, sexy Li Sisi is my wife. However, no one at CCTV knew that Li Sisi and I had our wedding in a small church in Seoul. When we checked our marital status at the civil affairs bureau in China, both were still listed as unmarried.
If it weren't for the live broadcast, these variety shows would be recorded in segments. First, the hosts would record several segments, and then the program would be recorded one by one. Fifteen minutes later, the hosts' segments were finished, and the actors went up to perform one by one. Less than a minute after Li Sisi left, my phone rang.
A text message: "Come hand in your homework, darling."
"Director, there's nothing going on here. How's my dressing room setup going?" I made up an excuse and left the control room, heading straight for the dressing room.
There were several dressing rooms for the actors, and the most secluded one was usually deserted. Li Sisi and I had arranged to meet in dressing room number 9. She pretended to go offstage to change, and I, seeing no one, slipped inside.
Sisi was already waiting inside. As soon as I entered, she rushed over and deftly unbuckled my belt.
"Darling, slow down, the door isn't locked yet!" After locking the door, I picked up Sisi and carried her onto the large table in the dressing room, her pants dangling from her legs. The dressing room was lined with clothes racks, and in the middle was a large table, as big as a double bed. Although it was a bit hard, it was perfect for making love.
Before penetrating her, I first kissed Sisi's beautiful legs, encased in imported Italian flesh-colored pantyhose:
"Baby... I've missed your beautiful legs so much... Let me kiss them properly, they feel so smooth. The leaders at this station are so considerate, knowing I'm obsessed with stockings, they provided you all with a uniform set of high-end imported stockings. I'm so drooling over them every day!"
"You lecherous devil, you always kiss my stockinged feet, stop, it tickles!"
Sisi complained coquettishly, but she still let me take off her silver high heels, letting me touch her beautiful legs and kiss her stockinged feet.
"Kiss me if you want, but don't lick me like that! You're getting my stockings wet, and we have a show to film later! No, you're making me itchy, hurry up and make me feel better!" Seeing me engrossed in playing with her stockinged feet, Sisi deliberately pulled her legs away. Because she had practiced dance since childhood, Sisi was extremely flexible. She sat directly on the table, draping her stockinged legs over my shoulders. We'd been making love for years and had developed a tacit understanding. She put her legs on my shoulders, and I climbed onto the table, my chest pressed against her inner thighs. She crossed her legs behind my neck, wrapping her stockinged legs around it. Just a turn of my head and I could rub against her flesh-colored stockings—what a blissful thing! I buried my head in her inner thighs, inhaling the sensual scent of her genitals.
The first thing I did after we sat down at the table was to lift her royal blue tight-fitting jumpsuit up to her waist. Her lower body, encased in flesh-colored pantyhose, was already exposed. She wasn't wearing any underwear, just her genitals and buttocks, which were now completely exposed to me.
Sisi's pubic hair was neatly trimmed into an inverted triangle. Wearing only pantyhose, her pink genitals were barely visible through the flesh-colored stockings, preventing me from licking her stockinged feet.
So I used my tongue on those alluring genitals. My cheek was still rubbing against her stockinged thighs as I extended my tongue and gently traced the tip of it across her vulva. Sisi was indeed intensely stimulated, letting out a deep, incredibly pleasurable, and utterly wanton moan.
Sisi's clitoris has always been very sensitive. The first time my tongue touched it, I could feel the little bud growing larger and erect even through her pantyhose. Every time I caressed Sisi's clitoris, it brought me immense pleasure. Hearing her moans and feeling her writhing legs in her stockings, my body couldn't help but become aroused. I couldn't help but increase the intensity of my licking, and soon my pantyhose was soaked. The almost transparent crotch of the pantyhose made Sisi's genitals even more clearly visible. As I kissed and licked her vigorously, Sisi couldn't help but moan.
"Mmm... ah... so good, you're so good, good husband, let's start..." Sisi had watched quite a few Japanese adult films. At this moment, she skillfully supported her tilted body with one hand, while the other hand vigorously kneaded her breasts through her royal blue dress. I remembered that she was wearing a flesh-colored lace bra; the silky fabric felt very good to the touch. Sure enough, Sisi's sensations became even stronger.
"What, are you in such a hurry? Are you already getting horny?" I teased, letting my tongue rub against Sisi's fleshy legs.
"You always make me this horny when you tease me. How can I resist? Hurry up, I have a show to do later. After these singers finish their performances, I have to go up and host the next segment!" Sisi said, moaning.
"Even if you're quick, I need to make you wet. A dry vagina will hurt my glans. I'll satisfy you with my fingers first!" I inserted my fingers into Sisi's vagina, stroking the tender flesh of her vagina through her flesh-colored stockings. After only a few strokes, Sisi's body involuntarily struggled and twisted, but the pleasure quickly made her wet. Her moist little hole was indescribably sexy.
"How's it going? You're wet down there already. It'll feel better when it's wet and slippery. Here I come!" Before Sisi could speak, I pressed her legs, which were draped over my shoulders, against her upper body. Sisi's delicate body was almost folded up, her round buttocks raised high, her vulva and anus, covered in flesh-colored stockings, exposed to the sky.
"Ouch, it's so uncomfortable, my body can't take it!" Sisi couldn't help but groan as her body was folded up.
I knew the little beauty beneath me well. All that dance training wasn't for nothing; her body was incredibly flexible. It wasn't her first time doing this difficult move. I said directly, "Can't take it? Don't worry, the discomfort will pass quickly. Watch me deliver a crushing blow, and I'll thrust in with my spear. I guarantee you'll feel like you're in heaven!" My penis was vertically downward, the glans aimed at Sisi's vagina. Even through her stockings, my hard gun, like a poisonous dragon drill, pierced into this slut's vagina.
Sisi seemed to suddenly remember something and exclaimed, "Oh, wait a minute! What's the rush? I haven't even taken my stockings off yet, and you're already so eager to stick them in!"
"So what if they're not off? It's my first time, so let me show you. Having sex with stockings on is very popular in Japan. Try it, stick the stockings inside your vagina, and it feels amazing!" I was too lazy to help Sisi take off her stockings anymore, and my penis went straight into her vagina, explaining as I tried to thrust.
"This... um... ah... these are government-issued stockings... they're dirty... what... what should I do... ah... you... come..." Sisi gasped, but began to move her beautiful buttocks, encased in stockings, in sync with my piston-like movements.
An overwhelming pleasure surged through my body. Sisi, pressed into a ball beneath me, moved her slender waist and full hips alluringly—what bliss!
My urge grew more urgent and intense, and I couldn't help but increase the frequency and force of my thrusts, all the while laughing as I said to my adulterous wife, "What public stockings? Do you expect to return them after you've worn them? I work for CCTV too. Aren't these stockings just issued to individuals as work supplies? Why would the leaders issue you such expensive stockings? They can have their eyes on them, but I can have my hands on them!"
Sisi's thighs were almost touching her breasts, her buttocks raised high as she moaned and spoke.
"Mmm... Ah... You bad guy, how dare you say that? What do you mean by wearing stockings on my legs? You've been touching and playing with them all the time. In the end, all the stockings we give out are just your toys... Ah... Ah... Don't do this, you've left them all over my pantyhose. What am I going to do for the show later? If I have to change stockings, my colleagues will think it's weird... Mmm... Sigh..."
"Weird? What's weird about it... I can just say you peed on your pantyhose in the bathroom!"
"Vulgar, you're so vulgar... Mmm... Ah... So annoying... That's such an embarrassing excuse... Ah... Harder... Harder... So good..." Although she said she was afraid of getting the stockings dirty, the pantyhose were still inserted into her vagina. Sisi was still feeling an immense stimulation from the friction between the glans and the tender flesh of her vaginal walls. She moaned with pleasure, her buttocks and beautiful legs wrapped in stockings twisting and rubbing against each other, making my body feel numb and tingly.
"Vulgar... It's my thick thing that won you, my beauty! You're still wearing a skirt, what are you afraid of? Does anyone check under your skirt? If anyone dares to look under my wife's skirt, I'll look under their wife's skirt!"
"Get lost, you bad guy, you're making my back hurt! Your penis is so hard, are you about to ejaculate?" My penis
was indeed very hard, and it had swelled to its limit. I always had to count the days when I made love with Sisi. Today was not her period, so ejaculating inside wouldn't be a problem. Therefore, I didn't intend to pull out. Instead, I pressed down hard on Sisi's beautiful buttocks and inserted my penis deep into her vagina: "Yes, it's about to fire, my good wife, accept the baptism of my semen!" Sisi not only did not refuse, but instead pushed her lower body upwards to meet me. Our bodies were tightly intertwined. Her labia were pressed tightly against my scrotum. Because of sexual desire, her labia majora had opened up and almost swallowed my testicles.
"Ah...oh...um...you came, the semen is so hot, my body is burning..." Sisi cheered ecstatically as my semen flooded her body, bringing her into the throes of sexual pleasure.
My body swayed, and my penis went limp. Perhaps knowing Sisi had to continue hosting the show, my subconscious urged me to finish quickly, or was there another reason? Anyway, mine went limp.
"What's wrong with you today? You went limp so quickly." Seeing me pull out my penis, Sisi stared at the limp shaft and asked with a smile. As
soon as my penis was pulled out, the stockings were also pulled from Sisi's vagina. Mixed with her vaginal fluid and my milky semen, the crotch of the stockings was soaking wet. The neatly trimmed pubic hair clung tightly to the stockings, collapsing into a dark patch on Sisi's private area—a truly messy sight.
Sisi sat up, seemingly still wanting more, but eager to return to the studio. She used a tissue to wipe her pantyhose, trying to remove the remaining fluids, but her crotch was still soaked, clinging tightly to her alluring hips.
"Come on, darling, you've worked hard. Here's a kiss for you." Sisi said, pulling my collar and giving me a passionate French kiss.
Our enticing tongues intertwined, and unexpectedly, I was instantly aroused faster than with a drug. My penis was erect again, and I immediately protested, "Look, look, one kiss activated my 'golden gun'! What are you going to do? I can't take this hard. Give me another round!"
"Get lost! I finally managed to clean the pantyhose, no way!" Sisi pouted deliberately.
"This is clean? The pantyhose are still soaked. Let's do it again." Using my old trick, I started to coax her.
"No, really no, why don't you take care of it yourself with your hands!"
"With such a beauty in front of you, using your hands would be a sin... How about... we try something new, something you've never tried before, use your stockinged feet!"
Seeing Sisi start to pull down her skirt, I knew the second round was hopeless, so I focused on her jade-like feet encased in stockings. The intoxicating fragrance of her feet from the kisses I had given her earlier was still lingering.
"Is foot fetish interesting? How come you like something Japanese men like?" Sisi saw me holding her feet and tried to pull them back, but I had already pulled them to the sides of my penis.
Before she could pull back, the soles of Sisi's feet had clamped down on my penis. My penis was already hard, and this clamping down made my body tremble.
"Footjobs are so fashionable now! You see them all in Japanese movies, where a beautiful woman's stockinged feet hold your penis. It looks like a hot dog, two slices of bread with a sausage in between. Isn't that a beautiful position?" I couldn't help but look at my beloved Li Sisi. Sisi was half-lying on the table, in a sideways, reclining position, her legs spread out to the sides from her knees, forming a diamond shape. The soles of her flesh-colored stockinged feet were perfectly wrapped around my penis. Holding her feet, I started moving them back and forth, rubbing my penis against hers.
Sisi, who was doing footjobs for the first time, probably didn't expect that her soles would rub against a fleshy man's penis. The glans kept rubbing against the most easily stimulated soles, making Sisi writhe and cry out, "It's so itchy, so itchy! You can't do this! Your penis is rubbing against my soles! I'm so ticklish, it's killing me..."
Waves of tickling made Sisi burst into laughter. Fortunately, CCTV rooms are known for their excellent soundproofing, so no matter how loud the noise was, no one outside could hear it.
After rubbing back and forth for a long time, Sisi laughed until she was exhausted, tears streaming down her face. Her stockinged feet were like exquisite toys, which I held in both hands, one in each hand, playing with them and rubbing them against my penis, performing a kind of "stockinged foot sex." Finally, Sisi laughed hysterically for a long time, and I was done. My little brother swelled up again, and I was about to ejaculate!
I had ejaculated on Sisi's beautiful stockinged legs before, but the semen would leave white stains after it dried. Sisi wouldn't let me ejaculate on her legs; we had to record a program later, and I couldn't let the whole country see my semen stains on Sisi's beautiful legs on TV.
"Damn it, don't shoot there!"
Sisi saw that I didn't rub the head of my penis against her beautiful legs and was about to praise me when she saw me pick up her silver high heels. She immediately understood my evil intentions. But it was too late to scold me; her left high heel was already in my hand. By sheer coincidence, as soon as the high heel was aimed, a stream of semen shot out. My semen got into my left high heel.
Luckily, it was a full-coverage high heel; if it were an open-toe, open-heeled sandal, the semen would definitely have been squeezed out. Sisi was helpless now. She smiled wryly, "You pervert! You used to secretly ejaculate in my shoes, and today you did it right in front of me! The director said we couldn't change shoes, so I have to keep wearing these high heels!" Seeing that Sisi wasn't angry, just slightly coquettish, I confidently said,
"It's okay, baby, don't be angry. At worst, you can ride me like a horse when we get home, you can punish me however you want.
Okay, don't be angry."
Sisi wasn't angry, of course. She smiled and put on the high heels.
"Go away! How can I be angry with you? But with this semen in my high heels, my feet are slippery."
Putting on the high heels, Sisi stood on the ground. The semen-stained high heels made her feet slippery, so she had to carefully take a few steps to test the feel. I laughed and said, "It's hard to maintain balance when one foot slips. Why don't you take off your right shoe too, and I'll shoot again? Trust me, I can still muster some bullets."
"Get lost, you jerk! Both feet are slipping, are you going to let me walk? I can't be all lovey-dovey with you anymore, it's almost time. See if my clothes are okay? Once I'm all ready, I'm off to the studio!" With a sweet kiss, Sisi left the dressing room. Watching her walk slightly unnaturally, I chuckled to myself: "My darling Li Sisi walks a little off-center. Her left foot slipping is my semen playing a trick on her. Nobody else will know, it's our little erotic secret!"
As a professional CCTV host, she was no slouch. Once on stage, Sisi walked and stood as usual. I returned to the control room and looked around at my colleagues; no one noticed anything amiss, so I relaxed. My mind kept wandering; if I played some kind of game now, making Sisi take off her silver high heels, that would be quite a show.
Her right foot was fine, but her left stocking was soaked with my semen—it was wet and impossible to explain.
Finally, the recording was over, and today's work was finished. It was time to leave. Sisi and I didn't rush home. Under the pretext of preparing for tomorrow's work, I stayed in the office, while Sisi's seat was at the other end. After the show, she hadn't changed out of her royal blue dress. After everyone left, we couldn't wait to sneak back to our old dressing room, number 7.
With no one around, we went into the dressing room and began to enjoy the thrill of our secret affair. Sisi said that since she was going to change anyway, she might as well take her clothes off completely. But I wanted her to be dressed, with her skirt lifted so I could penetrate her directly; that's what makes the affair so thrilling.
Sisi took off her left high heel, and I laughed as soon as I saw it.
"Sisi, the studio is definitely hot enough. Look at your stockinged feet, they've dried my semen."
Sisi pulled her left foot, encased in flesh-colored pantyhose, out of the high heel. The stockings clung tightly to her beautiful foot, not just the sole, but even the toes were covered in dried white semen stains, clinging to her delicate skin. It looked messy, yet incredibly erotic.
Sisi deliberately pointed her toes and raised her left leg in a seductive pose: "You have the nerve to say that? It was all your prank. My feet are still sticky. You have no idea how nervous I was when I went on stage. My feet kept slipping. I had to point my legs straight and walk mechanically to keep my balance. If I had fallen, you might have to support me for the rest of my life." Eager to play with Sisi's body, I took off her right high heel and then reached under her skirt to start taking off her flesh-colored pantyhose. Sisi wasn't wearing underwear, and when I pulled the pantyhose down to her knees, her fair legs were already exposed, making me swallow hard: "Of course, of course, it would be my greatest honor to support you for the rest of my life. How can I make love with you for the rest of my life if I don't support you for the rest of my life?"
"You pervert... all you ever do is this little thing. These stockings are digging into my knees, let me take them off!"
I immediately continued to help her take off her stockings: "I'll take off stockings, don't you know? A woman's sexiest moments are when she's peeing and when she's wearing stockings. Oh dear, your left foot is indeed soaked in semen, the stockings are all sticky." Sisi had her back to me, her hands on the table, her butt sticking out. Then she turned around and asked me, "You're getting more and more lewd, always talking about women peeing and wearing stockings. So why are you taking off my stockings? Aren't women sexy when they take off their stockings?"
"It depends on how alluring the action is when taking off stockings, but when a man takes off a woman's stockings, she's sexy no matter what position she's in!"
"Yeah, of course it's sexy. You took so long to take off my stockings, how many times have you touched me from my butt to my beautiful legs?"
"Alright, alright, you were burning with desire when I caressed you while taking off your stockings, so here they are! What position should we try? How about doggy style?" Sisi's skirt was already lifted up to her waist, and without the stockings to obstruct her view, her fair and round buttocks swayed alluringly. She answered me in a seductive voice, "Can't you see my beautiful buttocks are all sticking up? Don't you get what I mean?"
It was so obvious, how could I not understand? I quickly said, "I understand, I understand. I understand everything you see. Stand still, baby, I'm coming right now!"
With that, I grabbed her beautiful buttocks with both hands and inserted my erect penis into her vagina from behind. With a forceful thrust, Sisi's delicate body jerked forward, and she said coquettishly, "Be gentle, you almost knocked me over!" She didn't speak after that, because I had already begun my vigorous thrusting. Standing behind Sisi, I violently swayed my hips back and forth, my thick penis pumping like a pile driver, the intense pleasure making Sisi unable to speak, only moaning and groaning in arousal.
"Mmm...ah...harder...good...so good...so amazing...ah...ah..." Her hair, loose from removing her makeup, swayed with my thrusting, making me itch with desire as well. Sisi's writhing, beautiful body brought me unparalleled pleasure.
I slapped Sisi's beautiful buttocks hard twice: "Little slut... my good baby, isn't it great? I'm having a blast too. I'm going to use all my strength to fuck your cunt and make you climax to the highest point." With each slap, Sisi cried out, but there was no pain in her voice, only a passionate cry of high lust: "Ah... it hurts... it feels so good... hit me... humiliate me... good husband... fuck me hard... I'm so happy... so good... ah... ah..." After
a series of intense and intense lovemaking sessions, I don't know how many times I ejaculated, because some times it was a series of ejaculations, roughly six times. Anyway, I was so tired that I couldn't straighten my back at the end. When I pulled out my penis, semen flowed out of Sisi's vagina. Li Sisi was also exhausted, her upper body lying directly on the table, her naked buttocks and beautiful legs hanging limply, standing weakly on the ground, her buttocks sticking out in a "7" shape.
The dressing room became our battleground for lovemaking. Afterwards, we'd clean up the traces of our lovemaking, tidy up the battlefield, get dressed, and prepare to go home.
Chapter Two:
This is Beijing in winter. Around 6 PM, it got dark, a level 6 northwest wind was blowing, and the temperature was -13 degrees Celsius. I had to put on my down jacket, and Sisi was also wearing a long, black, fitted down coat, the hem just reaching her thighs. Although she loves to look good, wearing only stockings on her legs wasn't enough. Underneath Sisi's beautiful legs, she wore black fitted cropped trousers, called "autumn trousers" in the north and "cotton wool trousers" in the south.
They were Maoren brand Lycra cropped trousers, similar to thicker tights, quite thin and tight.
Over her, she was wearing black fleece-lined, faux-sheer leggings. These leggings were also cropped, with a black stocking-like outer layer and a flesh-colored fleece lining. Many girls on the street wore these; at first glance, they looked like sheer black stockings. Looking down her alluring thighs, I saw Sisi wearing newly bought brown over-the-knee suede high-heeled boots. They didn't have the shine of leather boots, but the skin-like material still stirred up all sorts of fantasies.
"You look so sexy!" I couldn't help but say.
At that moment, we stepped out of the building, and a gust of cold wind blew across the square, causing Sisi and me to shiver simultaneously. Sisi rubbed her hands and complained, "You're still thinking about whether I'm sexy or not? Hurry up and bring the car over, it's freezing!"
The weather was terribly cold, and it took us a long time to warm up after driving for a while. Fortunately, there wasn't much traffic at night. Our place was normally a 30-minute drive away, so we chatted as we drove. Actually, we were just a secret couple; we didn't dare live together, afraid that the people at the station would find out. So our apartments are in adjacent neighborhoods. She rents an apartment in the western one, a building almost entirely populated by young men and women working in Beijing. There are
especially many women. I quite like going to her high-rise apartment; from the 1st to the 35th floor, almost every floor has beautiful women—white-collar workers, models, and even a few minor actresses. My neighborhood is on the east side of the road, mostly inhabited by locals. They gritted their teeth and made a down payment when prices were still under 10,000 yuan per square meter, and now half their salary goes towards the mortgage, but they're managing. My neighborhood is mostly populated by local couples; there aren't many single people like me. During the day, the courtyard is always full of retired elderly people—much livelier than Sisi's neighborhood.
"Where are we going to 'fight' tonight, at your place or mine?" I asked.
Sisi looked a little tired and leaned back lazily in her seat, replying, "I'll go with yours."
"Why? My place has been messy for three days straight. I'm missing your bed."
"Your double bed is bigger; you can turn over in bed all the time. I'm falling in love with your bed too!"
Sisi said with a radiant smile.
Sisi, such a beautiful woman, captivated me with every smile and gesture; my hands on the steering wheel felt a little weak.
"Please, Miss, don't seduce me in the car, I still have to drive!"
"Fine, I won't seduce you, then we'll each go home tonight and not make love!" Sisi turned her head to the side of the car window to look at the scenery outside.
"No way, safety first! Once I get out of the car, all I can think about is your naked body!"
"So what?"
"So what? A man can't sleep alone, his mind filled with his sexy, alluring wife. In that situation, anything can happen."
"Then I'll see what my husband does."
"I...I..." I was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say. "You'll find out what I do when we get to my room."
Sisi suddenly turned her head, seemingly unhappy: "Wait, you almost got away. What did you just say?"
"What did I say?" I was still driving, but I vaguely sensed that Sisi was about to throw a tantrum. Then I felt a soft hand start stroking my crotch. I couldn't help but smile wryly, "My dear, what's wrong with you? Don't take it out on my little brother. I'm still driving!"
Sisi suddenly laughed, but after a few strokes, she made my little brother hard. She then pinched my penis through my pants and said jokingly, "What did you just say, 'sexy, alluring wife'? Was my behavior alluring?"
"Isn't 'sexy' usually paired with 'seductive'? It was completely unintentional, just a rhyme!" I quickly smiled apologetically. Although my wife's teasing had aroused my desire, I couldn't risk doing something like that on the highway—the traffic police wouldn't allow it.
Sisi wasn't satisfied with my answer. Her delicate hands kneaded my crotch: "Really? Just a rhyme? It feels like you're just brushing me off. Are you not satisfied with my seductiveness?"
"You said it yourself, I won't say it again." Sisi's kneading made my body tremble uncontrollably; the waves of pleasure were unbearable.
"I am seductive! If I didn't love sex, would I be so infatuated with you?" Sisi leaned closer, her voice carrying a sweet fragrance that made me dizzy.
“My darling, can we restrain ourselves a bit? I’m driving like a madman. Besides, I was the one who fell for you first, wasn’t I? If I hadn’t pursued you, I wouldn’t have been able to win you over.”
“Look, so beautiful!” Sisi suddenly pulled away from me, pointing out the car window and shouting at me.
This woman comes and goes so suddenly. I looked and saw that a shopping mall on the right side of the road was having an event, setting off fireworks.
I simply pulled over to the side of the road. Sisi looked at the fireworks, and I looked at Sisi, unable to resist hugging her: “Such beautiful fireworks, they’ve aroused my lust!”
“Who are you! Fireworks can arouse lust!”
Sisi said coquettishly, but she didn’t break free from my embrace.
“How about we exercise in the back seat?” I said, my hand already reaching under Sisi’s down jacket, touching her firm buttocks. The black faux-sheer fleece leggings felt nice, like touching a pair of stockinged legs.
“I’ll take off my down jacket, and you take yours off too. How can we do this with clothes on?” Sisi didn’t say a word, took off her jacket, and climbed onto the back seat.
The reason I chose the SUV was because of its spacious interior; car sex would be more comfortable. This wasn’t our first time having sex in a car. Although it was cold outside, the car was warm and cozy with the air conditioning on. Sisi took off her jacket, revealing a black tight-fitting undershirt and leggings underneath. Whether she took off her brown boots or not didn’t matter; I preferred the thrill of her pants drying as soon as she lay down.
Reaching inside Sisi’s undershirt, Sisi gave a coquettish scolding: “Why are your hands still so cold? You unhooked my bra again; it’ll be hard to put it on later.”
“If it’s hard to put on, just take it off. Are you afraid of showing too much at night?” Sisi’s strapless bra was easily pulled off by loosening the hook; it was flesh-colored, the same as her underwear, and even smelled nice.
"We've been together for four years now, and I feel like your breasts are getting bigger. They used to be a C cup, now they're almost a D." I asked, touching the silky smooth bra.
Sisi was still watching the fireworks, but her face was flushed; she was clearly aroused by my touch. She said in a sweet voice, "That's because you kiss and touch me every day! Every time, my breasts get so full!"
"Oh, I see. Sex can make a woman's sex organs develop a second time!"
"You pervert! These are breasts, not sex organs! What are you thinking about?" Sisi's voice was alluring and seductive.
I continued with a grin, "That's right, that's right, I'm a rogue, only I'm worthy of your flirtatiousness. Ximen Qing and Jinlian are a perfect match. But, why is your little sister still so big? Didn't she go through a second growth spurt?"
I rolled up Sisi's sheer leggings, black Lycra tight-fitting cropped pants, and flesh-colored high-waisted shapewear, pulling them down from her waist to her knees, pressing them against the top of her brown suede over-the-knee high-heeled boots. I touched her genitals; her vulva was still firm and narrow, which was my favorite part.
My touch made Sisi react even more intensely, twisting her body, her bare buttocks rubbing against my genitals.
"If my penis gets bigger, won't you find it loose?" Because I was holding her from behind, constantly stroking her sensitive clitoris, Sisi twisted her body alluringly. I could also feel that her clitoris had become sensitive, noticeably swollen and hardened with stimulation.
As the fireworks outside the car illuminated the scene, I forcefully thrust my penis into Sisi's vagina from behind. Her vagina, slick with abundant vaginal fluid, offered no resistance to my thrusts. The tender walls of Sisi's vagina gripped my penis tightly; with each thrust, a little deeper and a little more out, the intense friction caused us both to moan incessantly.
This was a sparsely populated road, surrounded by modern buildings. Only cars passed by on the wide road, and the occasional passerby, young or old, was drawn by the fireworks. Even if someone saw the Toyota SUV parked by the roadside, its interior completely dark, they couldn't see the beautiful scene of me and the host, Li Sisi, passionately making love.
"Mmm...ah...harder...harder...so powerful..."
Sisi knelt on the back seat of the car, one hand braced against the roof, the other against the window. The dazzling fireworks light illuminated her pretty face, creating a mesmerizing effect. Her hazy eyes, combined with her alluring moans and gasps, and her exposed thighs and buttocks moving back and forth with my thrusts, all of this fueled my boundless passion. I thrust my penis in and out tirelessly, instinctively increasing the force and amplitude of my thrusts, all to elicit even more seductive moans from Sisi and to make her body writhe more, giving me even greater pleasure.
She wasn't naked, but the fair skin revealed beneath her removed clothes, the pantyhose and boots on her legs, and the undershirt above her chest created a striking contrast, making Li Sisi's body exude even greater sexiness and intense allure.
*Boom—Boom—* A vibrant red peony bloomed in the air, scattering starlight-like specks of light. Sisi let out a deep moan, her delicate body leaning against my chest. My ejaculation brought my beloved wife to orgasm… As the fireworks ended, I released another stream of semen.
I gently wiped Sisi's genitals clean with a tissue, and our car sex finally ended.
After our round of car sex, my stomach was incredibly empty, growling loudly. Sisi was hungry too, and didn't even ask for another round. Not far from our lodgings, there was a fast food restaurant. We practically rushed in and ordered two large bowls of ramen. The owner, seeing how we ate, couldn't help but give us a thumbs up: "Judging by how much you two are eating, either my cooking skills have improved, or you two haven't had lunch."
We often eat here, and the owner and I are used to joking around, so I laughed and replied, "No, no, your ramen hasn't changed in quantity or quality. We ate a lot at lunch too; it's just that we worked too hard before, so we overexerted ourselves."
Suddenly, I felt a kick to my calf. Looking across at Sisi, I saw she still had ramen in her mouth, glaring at me with feigned anger, which made me chuckle. Actually, Sisi is even more beautiful without makeup, though quite different from her heavily made-up appearance on TV. We've been eating at this restaurant for two years, and the owner never recognized that our regular customer was the beautiful CCTV anchorwoman.
Our heating is a full 28 degrees Celsius; no matter how cold it is outside, the first thing you feel when you get home is the urge to strip naked. Before I'd taken ten steps inside, I was completely naked, even taking off my glasses. Sisi was a bit slower, but she was down to just her flesh-colored underwear; her bra had been knocked off in the car.
"Honey, let's have a little swim together. I've been so busy today; the central air conditioning in the CCTV building is so strong, I'm all sweaty!" I grabbed Sisi, whose underwear was still hanging on her right leg, and ran to the bathroom.
Sisi moved her smooth, delicate body in my arms like a mermaid, kicking off her underwear.
Laughing, I said, "How can it not be hot? You saw I have to wear a short skirt. Do you want me to freeze if it gets too cold?"
In the bathroom, the double bathtub I had specially bought was filled with warm bathwater, and we couldn't resist becoming intimate again. The shower gel made our bodies even smoother, and the bathtub was full of bubbles, making Sisi's alluring body appear and disappear. I like to wash Sisi's crotch; every time I give a just-right massage, it makes Sisi moan and gasp.
As Sisi's smooth body intertwined with mine like silk ribbons, the dreaded phone rang. Because of the station's regulations, we were both on 24 hours a day, and our phones had to be kept within easy reach. We had both brought our phones into the bathroom. As soon as I heard the ringtone, it was Sisi. Sisi took the phone, but her body was still with me. My hard penis was rubbing back and forth between her crotch and her tender thighs, and her legs were wrapped around my waist. They say this is the legendary "old tree roots intertwined."
"Hello...it's me...um...um...okay...understand...I'm on standby..." She answered the phone while I was groping her, trying to appear calm. We'd been making love for so long, we'd even developed this skill.
"What's going on?" I kissed Sisi's neck, which smelled of shower gel.
Sisi seemed helpless.
"The station just received a notification that Beijing might experience heavy snowfall tonight. The news department is worried about manpower shortages, so they've asked our variety show department to be on standby too. All the hosts are to be ready. In case of news, we'll call someone from the nearest location to do a live broadcast!"
"Ugh! The news department loves doing this kind of thing. They never let our variety show department handle the World Cup, European Cup, or Olympics!" Just then, my phone rang. Needless to say, even I, the assistant director with a cameraman background, had to be on standby.
"Ignore them, you have to satisfy me first, give me the energy to work."
Sisi pressed her body against mine, saying seductively.
"Of course, you have to satisfy me too, so I'll have the energy to work later!" Saying this, I grabbed Sisi's leg and stood up.
In the bathtub, I turned on the shower, letting the warm water wash over our naked bodies. I embraced Sisi and we French kissed. Sisi clung to my waist, afraid of falling, so I simply hooked my left arm around her thigh, making her stand on her right leg while her left leg was raised, exposing her genitals, which were once again penetrated by my penis. How many times had this happened today? Who knows!
The soap was washed away by the shower, and I looked at Sisi's fair and alluring body, my lust lingering. All I could do was frantically move my erect penis, thrusting with all my might. With each thrust, Sisi moaned ecstatically, moaning and groaning incessantly. In the CCTV office building, we used every available moment and space to make love, enjoying the pleasure of an affair, a kind of pleasure where you couldn't scream loudly, suppressing your desire. But in my home, in our own private world, there were no more worldly troubles; everything was replaced by physical pleasure, and my throat emitted a deep, beast-like roar.
"Keep going... I'm going to use all my strength... Mmm... Hiss... So good... Comfortable... So pleasurable... Oh yeah... Ah... Ah... Mmm..." I thrust in and out, shouting words I couldn't even understand myself.
"Ah... Ah... Harder... Oh... Oh... Powerful... I'm coming... Ah... Mmm... Mmm... Ah... Coming... Coming... I'm going to come... So comfortable..." Sisi's
body trembled as I thrust into her, and she moaned ecstatically.
I had once shown Sisi a video of us making love, and she could hardly believe that the shameless, ecstatic, and wanton woman in that video was herself.
After showering, Sisi's body was intertwined with mine, and we didn't separate. We were too lazy to even put on clothes. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, and I held her beautiful buttocks with both hands as we walked from the bathroom to the living room. I turned on the TV, intending to turn on the computer and go online.
But with such a beautiful woman clinging to me like this, how could I play? Besides, my hard penis, which hadn't softened for a long time, was still inside her vagina.
"What's on TV now?" Sisi asked, her back to the screen, unable to see.
"This... what movie? Old movies aren't interesting, switched to CCTV-3. Sure enough, it's your show again, 'Old Songs Nostalgia'." I had to turn to my side. Sisi's beautiful legs were still wrapped around mine as she lay on the sofa, her back against the fluffy fabric. I lay face down on top of her, my penis itching from her vagina's grip. I started thrusting again. Who wouldn't be excited to be with such a beautiful woman like this?
"Your energy is really boundless! Here we go again?"
Sisi offered no resistance, holding me tightly, letting me ravage her genitals.
"This is what makes it romantic. Watching you host a show on TV, and then having sex with you on the sofa—what a blissful experience! I'm the only one in all of China with this kind of luck!" On TV, Li Sisi wore a pink sleeveless dress, white pantyhose, and white high heels. The Sisi in my arms was completely naked, every inch of her skin wanting my caresses and kisses. Sisi kept stroking my muscular chest and back. For Sisi, I'd been relentlessly working out; I had great pecs and abs. As the saying goes, without a good physique, how could you attract a good woman? My libido was high, and Sisi was equally infatuated. We made love passionately, eventually rolling off the sofa onto the floor. Luckily, the floor was a comfortable carpet, so we didn't get up and continued enjoying the pleasure of sex.
We lost track of what was on TV and drifted off to sleep in each other's arms. Our bodies reluctantly separated only when our phones rang simultaneously.
To avoid any awkwardness and prevent each other's voices from being heard on the phone, I went to the living room to answer it. Unfortunately, the weather was really uncooperative; it was actually snowing in Beijing, possibly the biggest blizzard since the founding of the People's Republic of China.
Back in the bedroom, Sisi hung up the phone, gave me a helpless smile, and then went into the bathroom. I followed her in. This time, we didn't have time for a bath together. We tacitly agreed to each wash separately under the showerhead. I gave her the towel, and she handed me the soap. After washing away the sweat and bodily fluids, we quickly got dressed. It was easy for me; I just applied some skincare products and that was it. But Sisi wanted to do her makeup, and it had to be waterproof, otherwise, if the snow melted on her face, her makeup would be ruined and more terrifying than a ghost.
By the time I finished dressing, Sisi had just finished her makeup, still wearing a black bra and high-waisted, shapewear-enhancing briefs. Seeing her get up to put on her clothes, I couldn't help but ask, "My dear lady, you're not planning to just wear pantyhose, are you? At least wear some velvet leggings for warmth."
Sisi sighed, "Have you forgotten how rude you are? Last time, one of our interns had such a great figure, and just because she wore leggings under her black stockings, you joked with others that her legs looked swollen. She still insists on wearing only black pantyhose, and she's shivering every day on her way to the subway."
"I've never done that, that was a joke. It's 2:30 in the morning, and I'm only wearing these black pantyhose..."
I touched the pantyhose, guessing they were 680D slimming and shaping tights. "Even with those so-called high-tech warming and slimming leg-enhancing technologies online, they'll still get cold!"
"You're so old-fashioned! 680D black pantyhose are outdated. Those only cost 30 yuan a pair. Mine are 1080D thick pantyhose, super warm!" Sisi said proudly, touching the crotch of her pantyhose, then rolled it up to put it on.
"1080? Isn't that high-definition?"
"Screw your high-definition, you wouldn't understand anyway. These are several hundred yuan thermal pantyhose, and they're so thin. Although they're not see-through, they can slim your legs and prevent varicose veins. Not only me, Zhang Lei, Dong Qing, Liu Fangfei, Zhou Tao, and your little sister all bought them." Sisi proudly put on the black pantyhose.
I touched Sisi's beautiful legs, which were clad in thick black tights, and was still a little worried: "Why don't you wear jeans? Skinny jeans make you look slimmer. I'd be so disappointed if these legs got cold!" My
touch tickled her buttocks and crotch, and Sisi deliberately pushed me away: "Don't worry about me! I need to look my best on camera. It's just for a little while, I've been wearing these for the past few days, they're quite comfortable. Hurry up and start the car, take me there!"
I had told the station on the phone that Sisi and I lived relatively close, and I could be in the same filming crew as her and pick her up directly to the news van—the safest and fastest way. The station was worried about the heavy snow and traffic problems, and now that I mentioned it, they were even more impressed with me.
I started the car, turned the air conditioning up full blast, and Sisi got dressed, went downstairs, and ran to the SUV I had parked downstairs.
When I looked at Sisi, I saw she was wearing a black, fitted down coat that still accentuated her slender figure. She wore thick black tights and brown high-heeled boots. Underneath the coat was a purple cashmere bodysuit and a black leather mini-skirt. She looked sexy and chic, but in Beijing at 3 a.m., this outfit was quite revealing.
"Is this okay? You'll freeze!" I said, concerned for Sisi, while simultaneously touching her breast with one hand and slipping the other under her skirt.
"If you keep touching me like that, I'm going to freeze! It's cold, but to maintain a good image for the show, I'd do it even if it meant taking off my tights and going bare-legged. But your hand can come out of my clothes. Your sneaky hand, touching me like that, is just teasing me!" Sisi gave her usual coquettish laugh, but I could tell she was indeed quite cold.
"Teasing me is good, it'll warm me up!"
"Get lost, drive on, the film crew is waiting on the East Fourth Ring Road!"
Snowflakes were falling thick and fast, it felt like even God had gone mad; there wasn't a breath of wind outside, just snowflakes falling almost vertically. Soon my windshield was completely covered in snow.
I lingered, reluctant to leave Sisi's beautiful legs in black stockings, still touching her thighs clad in thick pantyhose.
Sisi, in a hurry to leave, slapped my hand and laughed, scolding, "You little pervert, haven't you had enough after all this time? Seeing this heavy snow makes me cold; I hope the outdoor filming doesn't last too long. Without the lust you've ignited in me, I probably wouldn't have made it out of this car."
I suddenly had a wicked idea and said with a mischievous grin, "If you want to warm up with lust, you'll have to see what I can do. I wonder if you dare?"
Sisi seemed to see through my wicked thoughts and laughed, "What kind of methods could you possibly have? You're definitely up to no good. Tell me, do you expect me to let you hold me when I'm reporting on university life? You're not a prop!"
I opened the small drawer next to the steering wheel, and what I took out immediately made Sisi blush.
It turned out that I had received a package that morning—a toy I ordered online. From the afternoon onwards, I had been having an affair with Sisi, followed by a frenzied lovemaking session, and had left it in the car, completely forgetting to take it out. This wasn't just any toy; it was an adult toy that could make any woman experience ecstasy—a vibrating, realistic dildo!
"Why did you buy this thing? It's so thick, even thicker than yours!" Sisi blushed, but she still snatched it away with obvious delight, gesturing to compare its thickness and length, and exclaimed in amazement.
I almost cried: "Honey, mine is made of flesh, this one is made of special silicone. You can add materials to make it as thick and long as you want. You can't confuse people with industrial products!"
"Then why did you give me this?"
"You wanted lust, right? This will do..." Seeing Sisi's blushing face, I knew she had guessed my intention, and I continued with a smile, "Look, this vibrating dildo has a wireless controller. Once it's turned on, the whole dildo will vibrate freely up, down, left, and right. The glans can even rotate in circles. Insert this into your vagina, and you'll be in heaven!"
"Hmm... then... how do I use it?" Sisi turned on the vibrating dildo with the remote control, and sure enough, the dildo vibrated in her hand, the glans rotating non-stop, stimulating Sisi's delicate body to tremble violently.
Since Sisi didn't object, I got even more excited. I swallowed hard and continued, "Insert this vibrating dildo into your vagina. This remote control can adjust the vibration frequency and amplitude; you can adjust it yourself. Don't worry, the battery compartment is at the end of the vibrating dildo. It has two AA batteries, and I'm using high-capacity Sanyo batteries. It won't stop for at least 12 hours."
Sisi was clearly impressed, but she still asked with some doubt.
"But what if this thing slips out... Hey... What are you going to do now!"
I reached into Sisi's black leather miniskirt, touched the crotch of her pantyhose and her underwear, and nodded:
"Don't worry, your pantyhose and underwear are very tight, they can definitely hold this dildo. Besides, this dildo isn't slippery like plastic. This kind of simulated silicone has friction like human skin, it will adhere to your vagina. If you're still worried, you can wear another pair of underwear. Actually, if it slips out, it will stay in the crotch of your pantyhose. With your skirt covering it and your down coat reaching your buttocks, it can be covered. Don't worry!"
"If it accidentally exposes me and I embarrass myself, I won't be able to work in the host industry anymore. Then I'll have to follow you, eat your food, use your things, and become your haggard wife!"
Sisi joked, pulling her thick black pantyhose and high-waisted, hip-lifting shaping thong up to her thighs, and tried to slowly insert the dildo into her vagina.
"Mmm...ah...oh...ah..."
Accompanied by her wanton moans, the penis slowly penetrated her deepest desires, until only the tip of the dildo remained at the vaginal opening. I drove off, and on the way, Sisi put her panties and stockings back on. Unable to resist the temptation, Sisi turned on the remote control, and her body trembled involuntarily, her breathing became rapid, and she even blushed and moaned softly.
I drove, but my mind was elsewhere: "You'd better control yourself and try to calm down. If you moan while broadcasting the snow report, you'll become famous!"
"Don't worry, don't fret. I've turned it to the lowest setting, and I'm still controlling myself. But enjoying the pleasure brought by the toy without anyone knowing is really exciting!" Sisi tried to calm down, but her legs were tightly pressed together, her hands were clasped together, and she was breathing slightly rapidly. I knew this beautiful woman was enjoying the pleasure brought by her lower body.
We arrived at the location for broadcasting the snow report, an intersection on the East Fourth Ring Road. The surrounding area was covered with heavy snow, and a snowplow was parked on the side of the road. The TV station's live broadcast van was parked on the side of the road, and Sisi and I parked our car next to it.
The director and cameraman had arrived 20 minutes earlier than us; if I hadn't lured Sisi into inserting the dildo, we would have been the ones who arrived first.
"Can you hear the buzzing motor?" Sisi whispered to me before we got out of the car.
I listened carefully. There were still a few cars passing by on the roadside, and with the wind blowing through the open fields, the faint vibration of the realistic dildo was completely muffled by the stockings and underwear under my skirt.
I said, "Don't worry, you won't hear a sound. It's just your imagination; it's vibrating inside your own genitals!"
Sisi relaxed and handed me the remote control: "I've been using the lowest setting the whole way. Now I'm giving you the remote. Don't turn it off, and don't turn it up, or I'll embarrass myself, and you won't forgive me!"
I gave her an OK sign, put the remote in my pocket, and got out of the car with Sisi.
The director immediately came forward. It was almost 5 a.m., and because of the silvery-white snow covering the ground, it seemed to be getting light earlier. The faint dawn was slowly appearing in the heavy snow—a perfect time for the broadcast. We'd all been trained in breaking news reporting, so I didn't need to elaborate.
The cameraman and Sisi had chosen a spot on the roadside outside the car. I was outside coordinating, while the director went into the live broadcast van to handle camera switching and signal transmission.
"Okay, I'll get to the roadside, then we can start!" Sisi's voice was completely normal; apart from the two of us, no one knew that Sisi was missing a sturdy, realistic dildo inside her.
Sisi walked slowly, her steps unsteady. To outsiders, it seemed she was afraid of the slippery snow and, wearing high-heeled boots, was hesitant to walk quickly. But seeing her swaying, I understood: the intense vibrations of the dildo were sending shivers down her spine, making her legs tingle and numb with pleasure; it was the stimulation of her genitals that was causing her to stagger.
"The heavy snow started at 1 a.m. and is now getting heavier, showing no signs of letting up. I'm currently on the East Fourth Ring Road, where the roads are covered in a thick layer of snow. Sanitation workers have begun urgently deploying snowplows to clear the snow from the roads. Vehicles are slowing down, but there's been a minor rear-end collision not far from us… This is reporter Li Sisi reporting live…"
Li Sisi reported the snow situation shakily in the heavy snow, her legs trembling slightly. To outsiders, it looked like she was freezing, but I knew it was a secret beneath her skirt. With the remote control in my hand, I briefly felt the urge to turn up the vibration of the vibrating dildo, but I swallowed hard and restrained myself—it would be a disaster if things escalated!
"So cold, so cold!" After finishing the report, Sisi quickly ran into my car, and I followed her in to warm up. The director and cameraman were busy contacting the station in the live broadcast van, inquiring about the next tasks. Currently, we were waiting for assignments, so it was just Sisi and me in the car.
I wanted to hug Sisi, but she slapped my hand away: "Your colleague could come out of the car at any moment, are you crazy? Control yourself, sit still... Where's the remote..."
I handed the remote to Sisi, laughing.
"What, you think the vibration is too weak after reporting the snow, and you want to turn it up yourself!"
"Get lost, I've been outside for half an hour, my legs are numb from the cold, and my lower body is almost numb!" Sisi took the remote, giggling.
Sisi did turn off the vibrating dildo, but it was still inside her vagina. She could feel it even when she twisted her butt. Sisi's legs, clad in thick black stockings, were still tightly clamped together. I couldn't help but be jealous of Sisi's penis; being clamped so tightly, if it could feel anything, it must be incredibly pleasurable!
I spoke without restraint to Sisi, and couldn't help but say, "Look how tightly you've clamped your legs together! Those beautiful black-stockinged legs, how comfortable it would be if they were holding my little brother!"
"Haven't you been clamping them together all night? And now you're jealous of this dildo? You're the one who let me put it in.
If I wasn't worried about having to do a broadcast at any time and having to take off my stockings in the car and reveal too much, I would have pulled the dildo out long ago. You have no idea how nervous I was. I had to walk very carefully. If the dildo had slipped out, it would have been a big problem!" Sisi blushed, whether from embarrassment or the surge of lust, her slightly red face was even more alluring!
"This dildo is made of high-tech silicone material, which has a certain friction like skin. It's also thicker and bigger than mine. It should feel very full and tight in your little hole. Besides, you're wearing panties and stockings, so there won't be any problems!" Since I wasn't allowed to take advantage of her, I couldn't just sit still. I sat upright, but my right hand was touching Sisi's thigh covered by thick stockings, satisfying my groin.
"You forgot? A woman gets wet down there when she's aroused. Mine's all wet and slippery, I feel like the dildo is about to slip out. I can't let it go without taking it out right away!"
"Shall I help you take it out?"
Sisi rolled her eyes at me. "Who needs your help? If your colleagues see you bending over in the car, who will know what you're doing? I'll do it myself! Your hands won't stay still!"
Sisi pulled down her thick black pantyhose and black butt-lifting panties to her thighs. Sure enough, her genitals were already soaking wet. The end of the dildo was still sticking out of Sisi's genitals, but it was also covered in her vaginal fluid.
Mmm...uh...
a very soul-stirring moan. Sisi took the dildo out. Afraid that her colleagues would see, she quickly put the dildo into a plastic bag. I stuffed it into the car's glove compartment, while Sisi quickly put on her panties and pantyhose. Just then, a colleague shouted into the walkie-talkie, "The station is very satisfied with our on-site report. It's getting light now, we need to head to the next location..."
Braving the heavy snowfall, my car slowly started moving alongside the live broadcast truck. Sisi's legs were still tightly pressed together, seemingly savoring the moment, her face still flushed with a captivating blush...
[The End]

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