[Urban] Lottery Romance (Complete) - 16-18

Chapter 18.

During the passionate kiss, Xiaoyan's body gradually went limp. Her still-dry hands wrapped around my neck, and her legs tightly gripped my waist. I breathed heavily, burying my face in her chest, where I had unbuttoned two buttons, my tongue licking the half of her full breast that was exposed outside her half-bra.

"Bing... Bingbing... Zai..."

Xiaoyan weakly pounded my back. I growled like a hungry wolf, pressing Xiaoyan against the wall and unbuttoning her denim shorts.

My fingers slipped between her legs, touching a warm, moist spot. Xiaoyan was aroused.

I didn't say anything more. I just wanted to thrust my hard, burning-hot cock into her warm, wet vagina and ejaculate all the desire I had held back all night into her body.

Xiaoyan bit her lower lip, looking at my terrified, bloodshot eyes, but she wasn't scared at all. Instead, she coquettishly raised her foot and gently nudged my throbbing penis, which was sticking out of my pants, with her blue platform heels.

I looked at her face, which was becoming more and more radiant from frequent sex. The acne scars from when I first met her had mostly disappeared. No wonder people say that acne is often caused by hormonal imbalances. After this period of sex, her skin was slowly regaining its youthful glow, becoming more and more like the youthful, beautiful, cute, and charming girl in her diary.

"I'm going to fuck you to death!"

I whispered, pulling down Xiaoyan's denim shorts and the thick, silky black stockings that covered her lower abdomen, thighs, and buttocks, revealing her purple lace panties.

There were already some damp patches at the crotch; these were also drawstring panties. After reading her diary, I understood why Xiaoyan liked wearing such panties so much. Of course, I understood the convenience of these panties. With a gentle tug, I pulled the purple lace panties off Xiaoyan's legs.

A faint, feminine scent of Xiaoyan's genitals wafted towards me. A small, wet, sticky pool of liquid at the crotch of the panties emitted a subtle fragrance. My scalp tingled, and I brought the purple panties to my nose, taking a deep breath. Xiaoyan's unique, slightly fishy scent instantly filled my nostrils, making me even more excited.

Xiaoyan's lower abdomen was no longer as unkempt and thick with pubic hair as it had been when we first had sex. Lately, she had been shaving and grooming herself, and now her pubic hair formed a sexy little inverted triangle.

All foreplay was unnecessary; after all, the time and place weren't really suitable for sex, and Bingbing was still outside. We had to finish quickly, otherwise, if a customer came to buy lottery tickets and Bingbing didn't know the password, she would definitely come looking for Xiaoyan in the back.

Looking at Xiaoyan's expression, I saw a hint of panic, but her face was filled with longing as she coquettishly watched my every move. I, on the other hand, was truly flustered. Seeing Xiaoyan's calm demeanor, I inwardly cursed myself, "Isn't Xiaoyan usually so easy to handle? Why am I so clumsy today? Is it because Bingbing is out? Or is it because of those unexpected things in Xiaoyan's diary that I can't reconcile the Xiaoyan in my mind with the Xiaoyan in reality?"

Xiaoyan's high heels were cool, rubbing against my supple glans. As our relationship grew closer, she often used this gesture to tease me, and I enjoyed the stimulation. At first, I always thought it was the result of my "training," but after reading her diary, I realized I had simply rekindled Xiaoyan's inner desires.

I straightened up, pinned Xiaoyan against the wall with my left hand, and reached my right hand to her waist, arching her pink, high buttocks. My excitedly throbbing glans pressed against her already overflowing vulva. Xiaoyan let out a soft "hmm," pushing her buttocks back, and my glans pierced into her warm, wet vagina... Xiaoyan was already wet; her warm, slippery cavity tightly gripped my large, purplish glans. She let out a soft, coquettish moan, "Uh... um..."

My hard, slightly aching penis slid completely into Xiaoyan's vagina.

My entire penis was inside Xiaoyan's vagina; I almost wanted to stuff my scrotum inside as well. My penis felt the warm, tender flesh of Xiaoyan's vaginal walls squeezing against me, like countless tiny hands massaging my burning penis. The coquettish look on Xiaoyan's face deepened; she tilted her head to look at me and tightened her legs to give me an even greater squeezing sensation.

"Big Bad Wolf, move...move..."

Hearing Xiao Yan's coquettish command, I began to slowly thrust in and out.

I dared not thrust all the way in each time, afraid that Xiao Yan would not be able to help but let out her usual wave-like moans, and also afraid of the "slap slap" sound of flesh hitting flesh when our bodies intertwined. I could only try to keep my penis sliding as far as possible inside her body without my lower abdomen colliding with her high, snowy buttocks. Maintaining this frequency and amplitude, I thrust in and out quickly.

Xiao Yan "uh-huh uh-huh," her voice getting louder and louder. I saw her half-lying against the wall, her face turned to the side, her cheeks flushed, looking at me. Her long, flowing hair was smooth and loose, wavy and dancing with the back and forth movement of her body.

"Harder...harder...big bad wolf...I want you...I want you..."

Xiao Yan's face became redder and redder, her expression more and more charming and seductive, but her breathing became heavier and heavier.

I was startled and quickly brought the panties I was still holding to Xiaoyan's lips, parted her cherry lips, and stuffed the panties into her mouth amidst her moans of "uh-oh, uh-oh."

How could I have done such a thing? Looking at Xiaoyan's somewhat resentful yet even more seductive eyes, the image that flashed through my mind was that Abo had stuffed Xiaoyan's mouth with panties to prevent her from crying out in the diary.

The difference was that Abo stuffed her mouth with her panties at Xiaoyan's prompting, while I did it subconsciously. Was this some kind of revenge? But Abo was someone I had a relationship with before I met Xiaoyan. Even if it was infidelity, it was only to Huang Bin, what did it have to do with me?

But Xiaoyan wasn't angry. She just glared at me resentfully, her right hand on the wall, her left hand pulling my hand to her chest. She wanted me to give her a full-body service.

I grinned, slipped my hand inside her clothes, unhooked her bra, and began vigorously kneading her already hot and hard breasts. Xiaoyan really enjoys rougher sex; throughout our relationship, she's often more responsive and enjoyable to my occasional slightly aggressive sexual advances. After reading her diary, I finally understood—this is something ingrained in Xiaoyan, not something I previously thought—that changing the atmosphere occasionally would arouse her body and preferences.

A sudden sense of loss washed over me; it turned out Xiaoyan had so many past experiences before me, and her current habits were all inherited from that time. I became ruthless, disregarding everything, my hard penis thrusting in and out of Xiaoyan's vagina at the fastest speed I could muster.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..."

Xiaoyan no longer looked at me, but pressed her head against the wall, accepting my increasingly fierce thrusts. Her small mouth, stuffed with panties, emitted muffled breaths. Her moans were no longer the clear, sweet sounds Xiaoyan was used to. In the cramped bathroom, the sounds of my penis thrusting rapidly in and out of her vagina, accompanied by the occasional low thud of flesh hitting flesh, filled the air. In this mood and situation, I couldn't keep just thrusting my penis to its limit without hitting her increasingly perky and round buttocks.

Looking at Xiaoyan, who was bent over in front of me, her buttocks raised, being brutally fucked by me, I began to knead her plump, fleshy buttocks with my right hand. The feeling of fucking her from behind had always been great. Her waist was slender, but her buttocks were full and round. Especially after reading her diary, and with her best friend Bingbing outside, I felt like I was going crazy.

"Uh...uh...big bad wolf...why...why are you so...so fierce today..."

Xiao Yan leaned against the wall, her head bowed, moaning intermittently as she felt my hard penis grinding against every fold of her wet vagina.

"Just harder... I'll fuck you to death..."

I growled, my right hand on her already flushed buttocks, kneading them vigorously, my thumb against her anus, teasing the pinkish-brown folds with my fingertips.

"Mmm... mmm... no... you pervert!"

Xiao Yan's face was full of desire, saying no, but her buttocks moved towards my thumb. Seeing her so wanton, my penis throbbed a few times, feeling a warm current from her vagina hitting my glans. This slut had reached orgasm so quickly this time.

"Slap slap slap," I no longer cared whether Bingbing could hear, I just wanted to release my lust. Xiao Yan's slippery vaginal fluid slowly seeped from her labia with my rapid thrusts, sticky strands hanging between my lower abdomen, my scrotum, and her vulva. My thumb finally forced open Xiaoyan's soft, elastic anus.

With a long gasp from Xiaoyan, the first knuckle of my thumb began to move in sync with the rhythm of my penis inside her anus.

There was only a thin layer of flesh between her rectum and vagina, and my thumb could clearly feel every movement of my thick, hard penis moving in and out of her other cavity. I could even feel the spiral ridges hidden beneath the skin on the shaft of my erect penis.

"This is fucking good... you slut, do you like it like this?"

I breathed heavily, my fingertips pressed against the sliding shaft of my penis, feeling the strange pleasure that Xiaoyan's flesh was giving me.

"I like it... I like it... you perverted big bad wolf... you're killing me... oh..."

Xiaoyan moaned, frantically and rapidly thrusting her high-raised buttocks. Seeing this movement, I knew that Xiaoyan's second orgasm was about to come.

I strained with all my might, pushing my penis deep into her vagina, my scrotum, already half-contracted, almost shoved between her two pink, glistening labia.

Just as I felt her vagina contracting violently, and her second gush of fluid was spraying onto my glans, Bingbing's silvery voice came from outside the door at the most inopportune moment: "Xiaoyan, what are you and Anfeng doing? Someone's here to buy lottery tickets, and I can't open the vending machine without the password!"

Immediately following was a loud knocking at the door. Xiaoyan jumped, her sphincter opened, and the semen that was already gushing out erupted like a flood, her tight vagina contracting even more violently…

"N-nothing… I have a stomachache, I'm… I'm in the bathroom. Isn't Anfeng outside?"

Xiaoyan reached into her mouth and pulled out the underwear she had stuffed in her mouth, trying her best to answer in a calm voice.

"Didn't see him? Hehe... Are you two doing something in there?"

Bingbing chuckled softly. "You guys are so impatient, you couldn't resist as soon as you met this morning."

"What? Don't talk nonsense. Anfeng probably went out the back door. The password is ******. Can you help me... help me sell it to that customer? I'll wait... I'll be out in a bit."

Xiaoyan stuck out her buttocks, and my penis slowly pulled back. Xiaoyan's climaxing semen, which was full of fluid in her vagina, spurted out with a "squeak" from the gap between my glans and Xiaoyan's labia. Xiaoyan is so wet. Is her promiscuity related to her wet constitution?

"Hehe... I don't believe Anfeng isn't with you. Take your time, I'll go sell lottery tickets for you."

Xiaoyan and I held our breath, not daring to breathe loudly. As the clattering sound of slippers faded into the distance, I was about to thrust my penis back into Xiaoyan's wet and slightly hot vagina when she turned around and muttered under her breath, "You big bad wolf, humph! Don't do it anymore, Bingbing knows!"

"So what if she knows? What's there to be afraid of? We're a legitimate boyfriend and girlfriend, what's wrong with taking a break to make love?"

I straightened Xiaoyan's buttocks, and my penis was about to thrust in again.

"No, be good... I'll give it to you tonight, you can do whatever you want, we have guests now."

Xiaoyan pulled my right hand, which still had my thumb stuck in her anus, away. "Be good... I'll wear open-crotch stockings tonight... you can do whatever you want."

"But I'm so hard, I want to cum..."

I gripped my sticky, throbbing penis with my right hand, somewhat reluctant. Her wet, lustful vagina could have relieved my discomfort, but in this situation, it was really not good to force Xiaoyan any further.

"Big Bad Wolf! You're acting really strange today."

Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at me, tore off a few rolls of toilet paper, bent down, and reached between her legs to clean her wet battlefield. I was in the middle of it all, looking at Xiaoyan's increasingly beautiful skin, her breath spraying onto my glans.

"Xiaoyan, lick it for me..."

I leaned forward, my sticky glans pressing against her face.

"Pervert!"

Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at me, obediently opened her mouth, and took my glans, covered in her fluids, into her mouth.

"Shh...so good...suck it out...suck it out..."

I started thrusting forward, my penis slowly disappearing into Xiaoyan's cherry lips. It turns out I didn't train Xiaoyan's oral skills; her teacher was Bingbing, who was selling lottery tickets for her outside, and the first person to put a penis in her mouth was Apo, who had a foot fetish like me. You could say I was the first man to give her oral sex. Thinking about this, I got a little angry again.

Just as I was about to forcefully shove my penis into her mouth, she tilted her head back and spat it out with a "whoosh." She wiped the saliva and precum from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and seeing my somewhat dazed expression, she giggled and said, "Okay, okay, I won't lick it anymore. I wonder if Bingbing will give me a ticket. I'm going out now. Wait a bit before coming out again. If Bingbing asks where you went, just say you went out the back door to throw out the trash for me."

Saying this, she stood up, not even bothering to put her underwear back on, only pulling up her stockings and putting on her denim shorts. She looked at me apologetically, hugged me, kissed me on the cheek, and whispered, "I'll make it up to you tonight."

She stuffed her underwear into her shorts pocket, opened the door, closed it again, and quickly walked out.

Looking at my still-erect penis, its tip clean from being licked, with Xiaoyan's saliva still clinging to the glans, but the shaft still wet and sticky with precum, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. But I couldn't blame Xiaoyan; after all, it was her job, and I was quite pleased with her sense of responsibility.

However, it wasn't easy for my erect penis to completely soften. I washed my face under the tap, soaked a tissue, and wiped it for a long time before it finally went completely limp. I cleaned myself up, using the hem of my clothes to cover the stains on my crotch from Xiaoyan's spray, and sheepishly walked out of the bathroom.

The lottery customer had already left, and Xiaoyan was sitting in front of the lottery machine, joking with Bingbing, who was sitting outside the counter. Their voices weren't loud, but I could hear them clearly.

"Hehe, I know Anfeng didn't go out. We were in the bathroom just now, weren't we?"

Bingbing glanced at me as I came out, a teasing look on her face, and her voice rose considerably.

"I told you he went out the back door, you're so annoying… how many times do I have to tell you before you believe me?"

Xiaoyan retorted.

"Hehe, Anfeng's out. He looks really tired. Did he do something really strenuous? Like..."

Bingbing continued teasingly, her mischievous eyes scrutinizing me from head to toe.

"You're back! Tell Bingbing where you were just now, ugh... this little brat is so annoying!"

Xiaoyan turned and glanced at me, her tone slightly angry.

"Oh, I just went out the back door to throw out the trash, and I washed my face in the bathroom before coming out."

I tried to get away with it, following Xiaoyan's instructions.

"See? I told you Anfeng just went out. Humph..."

Xiaoyan glared at Bingbing.

"Hehe... I don't believe you."

Bingbing smiled, giving me a look that said, "You must be exhausted. Did I interrupt your good time?"

"What good time? I really just went out to throw out the trash."

I quickly sat down in the spot I had been sitting in, not wanting Bingbing to see the wet patch on my crotch.

"Don't try to fool me, I'm not some clueless virgin..."

Bingbing's eyes grew increasingly alluring, and a blush rose on her fair, rosy cheeks.

"Say that again and I'll hit you!"

Xiaoyan raised her hand and patted Bingbing's shoulder. "I told you it's not what you think."

"Oh, no...no."

Bingbing laughed and dodged, glancing at me, her chin slightly twitching, the mischievous smile in her eyes making me a little flustered.

"Taking out the trash for so long?"

Xiaoyan glanced at me, her face still flushed, her eyes still holding that alluring charm that made my heart flutter.

"I didn't even know where the trash cans were, I walked for ages before finally finding them at the intersection. Hehe..."

I quickly made up a story.

"Silly, didn't I tell you that our garbage station is less than twenty meters to the left after you go out the back door?"

Xiaoyan patted me.

"Hey...Xiaoyan, you have a hair on your lip. It's curly. Is it a penis hair?"

Bingbing looked at Xiaoyan and my charade and suddenly said.

"What? Where is it?"

Xiaoyan exclaimed in surprise, quickly covering her mouth as if she really saw pubic hair near her lips. "There's no hair in Anfeng..."

Upon hearing this, I thought to myself, "Oh no! How could Bingbing have so easily tricked me into revealing the truth?"

Xiaoyan knew she couldn't hide it any longer after the words left her mouth. She stood up, grabbed a newspaper from the counter, and started hitting Bingbing.

Bingbing giggled, her face beaming with the joy of a successful teasing, dodging Xiaoyan's attacks.

"I'll beat you to death! What nonsense are you spouting!"

Xiaoyan was genuinely angry, but more than that, she was embarrassed, her face instantly flushing red.

"Hehe, I knew I wasn't wrong. You two were in there... haha, doing... doing that kind of thing."

Bingbing's face held a sly smile that made my heart itch, yet also my teeth itch. She continued to tease Xiaoyan while dodging, deliberately drawing out the last word, emphasizing "doing sex."

"You slut, yeah, Anfeng and I were just making love in there, how was it?"

Xiaoyan was so angry she was shaking, panting heavily. She finally sat down, her full breasts heaving rapidly.

"Hehe... nothing much, doing it at work, isn't it especially exciting?"

Bingbing glanced at me, her face flushed, the cold arrogance in her eyes gone, replaced by an ambiguous look that made my heart race.

"It's all your fault, what's all the fuss about? We're... we're not even finished yet!"

Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at Bingbing. "How do you know it's exciting? Have you done it in a business hall?"

"No way, I'm not as wild as you, and my boyfriend isn't as impatient as Anfeng. Hehe..."

Bingbing was also panting, her full breasts heaving rapidly under her striped shirt, making my eyes almost spit fire.

"Pah! If you weren't a flirt, nobody would believe you. Humph!"

Xiaoyan and Bingbing are really good friends. Watching them talk about these kinds of things so freely, if I hadn't secretly read Xiaoyan's diary beforehand, I would have thought that the Xiaoyan I knew now was a completely different person.

I felt very embarrassed, watching these two sisters bickering one moment and then acting very close, making half-baked jokes, but I couldn't join in. I could only sit there like a fool, occasionally smiling along.

I realized that at this moment, I really did look like a fool.

What made me even more uneasy was that when Bingbing was joking with Xiaoyan, she would always glance at me from time to time, looking at my silly, goose-like smile, her eyes always revealing that kind of cold arrogance, but her face was all smiles.

"I have to go to work soon, Xiaoyan, you change shifts at three in the afternoon, right?"

Bingbing picked up the large handbag next to her and took out a stack of unopened stockings. There were black ones, white ones, flesh-colored ones, gray ones… I even saw red, purple, and blue ones…

“Hmm, I’ll go back and get some sleep after my shift ends at three.”

Xiaoyan said, looking at the stockings Bingbing pulled out of her purse, with a hint of teasing. “You carry so many stockings with you? Every color imaginable.”

“Hehe, I can only wear flesh-colored and black ones to work. The other colors are for someone’s preference, hehe…”

Bingbing said, glancing at me again.

That’s so weird. I know “someone” must be her current boyfriend, Abao, but why did she glance at me like that?

"Hehe, you still say you're not a slut? You always carry so many different colored stockings with you, isn't it just to satisfy your Ah Bao's fetish?"

Xiao Yan giggled, pulling my hand. "An Feng isn't as demanding as yours. He likes whatever I wear."

"Tch, so what? I don't believe An Feng hasn't asked you to wear certain stockings and underwear. Besides, I like it when I'm with the person I love. Hehe, you two were just passionate in the bathroom. And at work, no less..."

Bingbing drawled, unpacking a pair of sheer black stockings.

"Hmph! Right at work, how about that? You used to be... um... um... never mind."

Xiao Yan suddenly stopped, looking at the silky, sheer black stockings in Bingbing's hand. "Wouldn't it be better if you wore pantyhose to work?"

"I don't like them. Sometimes pantyhose are such a hassle. Honestly, stockings are the most convenient and sexy."

Bingbing said, holding up the top of the stockings to show me the whole thing.

These were ultra-thin, wide-brimmed stockings with three tightly woven, high-elasticity fiber bands at the top, made of black silk. The stockings were so thin and flowing; even through the two layers, I could almost see every detail of Bingbing's back. What would it look like on Bingbing's fair, smooth legs, wearing such thin stockings? My mind raced.

Xiaoyan, seeing me staring intently at the stockings, kicked me under the counter and snorted. I turned to Xiaoyan, who was looking annoyed, and chuckled awkwardly. I finally dared not look closely at the stockings that Bingbing was holding high, now fully exposed.

"Hehe... Anfeng clearly knows his stuff. These stockings of mine, don't let their thinness fool you, they're very expensive. I bought them online, over forty yuan a pair."

Bingbing looked at me, grinning; she had also noticed Xiaoyan's displeasure.

"Hmph, I have better ones."

Xiaoyan glared at me, turned her head and snatched the stockings from Bingbing's hand. She roughly played with them in her hands for a moment, then tossed them back to Xiaoyan.

"Yeah, our Xiaoyan has several pairs of stockings that are sexier and more alluring than yours, all kinds of colors, white, black, gray, and even blue."

I didn't remember Xiaoyan having such sexy, sheer, and flowing stockings, but as her boyfriend, I had to say something at the right time.

"She must have let you touch them while wearing them. Haha..."

Bingbing laughed, a sly glint in her eyes, "Abao likes me wearing stockings like these. By the way, are you two free tonight?"

"Why?"

Xiaoyan and I answered in unison.

"Nothing, I want to go to a karaoke room tonight. If you're free, the four of us can go together."

Bingbing looked at Xiaoyan and said with a smile, "You two are really in sync, both agreeing to my request."

As she spoke, she lifted her right leg and placed it on her left knee, stretching out the stockings to put them on.

"What did I just tell you? You're not allowed to wear stockings and change shoes in front of Anfeng!"

Xiaoyan knew how alluring stockings were to me, especially when my best friend was about to wear those incredibly thin stockings in front of her boyfriend—stockings that made me lose all self-control.

I was thrilled, thinking I'd finally get to see Bingbing, such a beauty, slowly slip on those sexy stockings onto her alluring legs, but Xiaoyan's words thwarted my voyage.

"Oh... wearing stockings can make Anfeng's nose bleed and he can't resist? Looks like Anfeng gets aroused very easily. Hehe... Okay, okay, I'll put them on in the back."

Bingbing giggled, her silvery laughter melodious and pleasant. Watching this more outgoing, better-figured, and more beautiful woman stand up, she mischievously waved the stockings at me. A gentle breeze swept by, and the stockings, almost floating in the air, lightly brushed against my face. My pent-up desire instantly made my penis hard again.

"You're asking for it!"

Xiaoyan stood up, pretending to hit her. Bingbing giggled, skipping away with her handbag and running into the back.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xiaoyan stood there looking at me. I think my eyes must have been bloodshot at that moment, like a wolf that had its prey snatched away after already eating it. Looking at Xiaoyan looking down at me, I suddenly grabbed her waist, my hands roughly stroking her firm, straight legs clad in sheer, thick stockings.

"Pervert... perverted big bad wolf! This is... outside!"

Xiaoyan held my head, the pressure of her full breasts against my nose, her faint fragrance wafting into my nostrils. Xiaoyan's legs trembled, but she didn't try to escape. After all, it was just touching her thigh, and inside the counter…

“You two are so inseparable, you don’t even care where you are!”

I was enjoying Xiaoyan’s embrace when Bingbing’s voice came. We had no choice but to let go of each other and sit up straight.

Bingbing had already put on her stockings and a pair of black platform stilettos. Her long hair was tied back in a ponytail. Compared to her previous mismatched but alluring outfit, her uniform now exuded the beauty and elegance of a professional woman. Beneath this aura, there was also a subtle hint of her unique pride and charm. “Bingbing is indeed much prettier than Xiaoyan.”

I thought to myself.

“You two were hugging and doing… what you were doing?”

Bingbing teased again, drawing out her words.

“Tch! Nonsense, Anfeng just wanted a hug, so I gave him one.”

Xiaoyan retorted sharply, but there was no anger in her tone.

"Want to go out tonight? Let's go to 'Good Karaoke City' to sing. I still have over a thousand yuan of credit left."

Bingbing pulled out a membership card, a cash card, and a stack of vouchers, handing them to Xiaoyan.

"Who else is going besides us?"

Xiaoyan looked at the stack of vouchers and cards, not taking them, and turned to look at me. "Do you want to go?"

"Just the four of us, Anfeng and you, Abao and me. My sister and I haven't hung out and sung karaoke together in a long time, and we don't want to go with the others. Let's have a get-together tonight."

"Me? Whatever. I'll go if you want."

I looked at Bingbing, whose eyes were full of expectation, and then answered Xiaoyan.

"Okay, what time? It's a promise, just the four of us. No other random people allowed."

Xiaoyan nodded.

"I'll be there at nine. You can go shopping first, just be downstairs at 'Good Karaoke City' at nine. I'll call ahead to reserve a private room this afternoon."

Bingbing put down the stack of vouchers and cards, then suddenly smiled, made a face, and said, "There aren't any other random people going. Besides, the only random people I know are you two." "

I'll kill you! You're the one who's a mess!" Xiaoyan stood up and swung her hand at Bingbing. "That's right, being all lovey-dovey and making love...doing things like that at work, isn't that messy?" Bingbing dodged. "Ah, Anfeng, help! Your woman is trying to kill me..." After the two women played around for a while, I checked the time. I'd been out long enough, and Bingbing was almost at work. We said goodbye, and Bingbing rode off on her cute pink electric scooter, waving goodbye. Xiaoyan and I hugged and kissed goodbye before heading to the company. I waited for a while outside Xiaoyan's apartment complex, and she came out on time to meet me. Xiaoyan seemed to be taking this party very seriously tonight. She was dressed very sexily, with a touch of childlike innocence. Her hair was loose, long and silky, cascading over her shoulders. She wore a dark orange, fitted pencil skirt over a black, fitted, Korean-style short blazer, with a white silk blouse underneath. The blouse had a small stand-up collar that perfectly accentuated her long, graceful neck. Her skirt wasn't long, just covering half of her thighs. I could even see the hem of her black stockings. It was a bit chilly, though. I wasn't cold in my jeans, but judging from Xiaoyan's outfit, she definitely wasn't wearing tights; she was wearing the pair of super-thin, wide-brimmed black stockings I'd recently bought for her online. Wasn't she afraid of the night wind blowing into her skirt and chilling her? "Why aren't you wearing tights? Aren't you cold in those stockings?" I walked up to her, put my arm around her waist, and asked in a low voice. Although I felt resentful while reading her diary last night, it wasn't because of infidelity. Most importantly, I have her now, and her sexual preferences are very compatible with mine. "Aren't you cold? I haven't worn these stockings before. I'll wear them for you tonight. Do they look good?" Xiaoyan stuck out her tongue, her face beaming with a smile. She twirled around, showing me her long, straight legs clad in black stockings. "Beautiful, stunning, so sexy!" I exclaimed, feeling a surge of desire. Xiaoyan inherently loves showing off her legs. She chose this skirt to match these stockings; the hem of the skirt subtly revealed the edge of the stockings as she moved, a seductive allure that no man could look away from. "Aren't the shoes nice?"

Xiaoyan kicked her feet, and only then did my gaze shift from her incredibly sexy legs under the dim yellow streetlights to her shoes.

Xiaoyan had really put in a lot of effort tonight, wearing a pair of purple, shimmering, dark leopard-print platform peep-toe heels with a crystal sheen. Her two toes, encased in black stockings, peeked out from the peep-toe. The heels weren't the thin kind, but they were quite high, about seven or eight centimeters, making Xiaoyan's legs appear even longer and straighter.

My eyes practically popped out of my head. Xiaoyan rarely dressed so sexily on our dates, but tonight wasn't just the two of us, yet she was dressed so alluringly. I knew what was going on; it was her constant comparison to Bingbing acting up. I was speechless. To be honest, Bingbing was indeed prettier than Xiaoyan, with more delicate skin—that much was undeniable. But when it came to boldness in matters of sex, after reading that diary entry, I had my answer: Xiaoyan was even more daring than Bingbing.

I leaned in and kissed Xiaoyan on the cheek, whispering, "How about we find a place to have sex right now? You've aroused me."

No amount of flattery or praise can compare to telling your girlfriend how sexy and beautiful she is to get you aroused. Sure enough,

a look of pleasure immediately appeared on Xiaoyan's face, but she still glared at me. "Hmph! You big bad wolf, you were so eager in the shop's restroom this morning, and Bingbing found out. Now you want it again? No way!"

"So what if she found out? Bingbing and you are so close, what's wrong with her knowing this? And you say this morning? I didn't even ejaculate this morning, I was so pent up."

I really wanted to pin this sexy woman walking side by side with me down and fuck her hard right now; my crotch was so tight again.

"I won't give it to you! You're the biggest, biggest bad wolf! I'll make you suffocate!"

Xiaoyan giggled, rubbing her shoulder against me, laughing even harder at my horrible, unfulfilled desire.

Once in the taxi, in the back seat, Xiaoyan pursed her lips, pretending to be serious as she chatted with me. Her right leg, pressed against my left, would occasionally rub against my thigh lightly, but whenever I tried to touch it, she would pull away. Worst of all, she leaned down and breathed on my bulging left trouser leg, rubbing her nose against that hot, hard, and restless bulge…

I was at my wit's end with her, but my appointment with Bingbing was fast approaching. Otherwise, true to my nature, I would have already called the car, found a short-stay room, and fucked this seemingly prim and proper woman, who was also desperately craving it, until she was exhausted. I wondered if the driver noticed Xiaoyan's teasing. I could only pretend to be calm, but I kept a close eye on his movements. Fortunately, his eyes were fixed on the road ahead. It wasn't until I got out and paid the fare that I noticed the driver's strange gaze, a slight, ambiguous smile playing on his lips as he looked at me. As he gave me my change, he glanced at Xiaoyan again, and I could see the burning intensity in his eyes.

Whatever, taxi drivers these days see plenty of intimate moments between couples, especially those waiting for passengers at nightclubs and bars—they see even more alluring scenes.

I just smiled, not feeling embarrassed at all, took his change, and, holding Xiaoyan's delicate hand, got out of the car, heading towards the shopping street without looking back.

The shopping street under the night sky was ablaze with neon lights and bustling with people. Standing below the karaoke tower, Xiaoyan stood beside me, looking around at the passing crowds, chatting with me casually. I took out a cigarette, took a deep drag, the nicotine circulating in my lungs before exhaling through my nostrils. Waiting is truly one of life's greatest hardships.

"Ring ring..."

Xiaoyan's phone rang.

She took it out of her purse, "Hello...we're here, have you arrived?"

She started looking around.

"They're here?"

I also looked around.

"Oh, hurry up, we've been waiting for ages, our legs are killing us. We're waiting for you right here at the gate. Come on, bye!"

Xiaoyan hung up, put her phone back in her purse, and nodded. "Bingbing and Abao are at the intersection ahead, they're on their way."

Actually, we were only a few minutes early.

"Why didn't you take a taxi? Did you walk?"

I casually replied.

"Abao took Bingbing on his scooter, who knows why they were so slow."

Just then, the scooter stopped in front of us. Bingbing was sitting sideways on the back of the scooter. As soon as the scooter stopped, she jumped off, followed by a silvery laugh. "Have you been waiting for ages? I told you to take a taxi, but Abao insisted on driving this little scooter. I'm not letting him drink too much later, or it'll be dangerous when we get back."

"What's there to be afraid of? If he drinks too much, we'll just go to a hotel."

Xiaoyan laughed, taking Bingbing's hands.

The two sisters are really close. I really don't understand why Xiaoyan always wants to compare herself to Bingbing.

Abao nodded at me, smiled, and said, "Wait, let me park the car first."

I nodded and turned around to look at the two girls laughing and joking beside me.

Bingbing hadn't changed her clothes at all; she was wearing the same clothes I'd seen her in this morning, except instead of slippers and bare legs, she was wearing the black stockings and black high heels she'd changed into before going to work.

"You didn't change your clothes before going to karaoke with us?"

Xiaoyan noticed and asked.

"Hmph! Do I have to put on makeup and change clothes just to go to karaoke with you? It's not like I'm going on a blind date with you."

Bingbing pouted and argued back with Xiaoyan. "I went shopping with my colleagues after work this afternoon, then had dinner with them and then called Abao out. You look so sexy tonight. Hehe... Are you going to do 'that' with Anfeng tonight? I didn't expect Anfeng to be so great; he wanted it this morning and he wants it again tonight. Hehe..."

Bingbing laughed and suddenly bent down to lift Xiaoyan's skirt.

"You're asking for trouble!"

Xiaoyan jumped away, giving Bingbing a playful kick. Bingbing only made a gesture of lifting her skirt; even the most open-minded and closest friend wouldn't actually lift Xiaoyan's skirt to reveal her underwear on the street.

Bingbing smiled and dodged, her bright smile, like a spring flower, suddenly making me feel a pang of jealousy. Abao was so lucky; he had such a stunning beauty like Bingbing. A shameless image suddenly flashed into my mind: Bingbing, weak and helpless, being tormented by Abao on the soft mattress.

I shook my head. What was wrong with me? Bingbing was Xiaoyan's best friend! How could I have such a filthy image in my mind? Then I suddenly realized—it was all a lingering effect of Xiaoyan's diary! After all, Bingbing in the diary was Xiaoyan's sexual mentor, and the scenes of their intimate encounters last night had made me incredibly aroused.

Faced with Bingbing's teasing, I could only smile sheepishly, always at a loss for words when it came to Xiaoyan and her sister's banter. Fortunately, my hesitation didn't last long; Abao had already parked the car and returned. Bingbing naturally linked arms with Abao and led the way, the four of them chatting and laughing as they entered the karaoke bar.

"This is the best private room here, it has everything, and you can even dance,"

Bingbing said, walking to the song selection screen and sitting down.

I took a look around. It was a small private room, but the decor was very upscale, and the equipment was complete. There was even a small bar next to the karaoke screen. However, there were only three sofas, arranged in a circle around a coffee table in the middle, with one side facing the projection screen. Compared to the large private rooms I used to go to with friends at the karaoke bar, it was much smaller, but all the equipment was fully provided. Below the projection screen, I saw a subwoofer specifically for high-end rooms, and there were many lights hanging from the ceiling. It seemed that this was indeed the best small private room Bingbing had mentioned. Here, you could experience the sound effects of the main high-end bar. Seeing all this, I knew that the price of this private room would definitely not be cheap.

Bingbing started ordering drinks and snacks on the karaoke screen with practiced ease, while Abao had already started singing along to the songs playing on the screen.

"Do you come here often?"

Xiaoyan muttered, sitting next to Bingbing.

“Not often, but I’ve been here more than ten times.”

Bingbing looked up at me, who was standing next to Xiaoyan, and chuckled. “You’re such a chivalrous protector, afraid I’ll steal your Xiaoyan away? You’re always following me around!”

“Hehe, of course not. I know you and Xiaoyan are best friends.”

My face flushed slightly; I felt like every word Bingbing said tonight seemed to be directed at me.

Xiaoyan patted the sofa beside her, and I shook my head, saying, “You guys order songs and snacks, I’m going to chat with Abao.”

Abao was already sitting in front of the projection screen, lit a cigarette, and was humming along, nodding his head to the rhythm.

I sat down next to him, and Abao handed me a cigarette. The two men started chatting.

Soon, the waiter brought in the snacks and drinks that Bingbing and Xiaoyan had ordered on the song selection screen. The

music video for the song Bingbing had chosen started flashing on the projection screen. The sound quality in this private room was really good; compared to the large private rooms I’d been to before, I preferred this kind of small gathering environment. At first, Xiaoyan and I sat on the sofa facing the projector, Abao sat on the left, and Bingbing sat on the sofa to our right, leaning against Xiaoyan. We sang and drank, Bingbing's voice was sweet and bright, while Xiaoyan's voice was high-pitched and slightly coquettish. They sang several songs together, each with their own style, just like themselves.

After a few beers, Xiaoyan and Bingbing's cheeks began to flush slightly, their voices grew louder, and their singing became more expressive, gradually creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere. Everyone started chatting, and it truly felt like a joyful gathering of friends.

Bingbing loves singing Jolin's songs, and she sang most of them during karaoke. Whether it was a fast song or a slow love song, Bingbing sang them all with great feeling. When she got into it, Bingbing stood up several times, striking poses to the rhythm of the music, especially when singing love songs, sometimes bowing her head and whispering, sometimes making gestures, completely immersed in the song's mood.

Xiaoyan also likes Jolin's songs, but her renditions aren't quite as good as Bingbing's. However, her Cantonese love songs sound much better than Bingbing's. Both sisters love to make various expressions while singing, reflecting the mood of the songs, which Abao and I greatly admire. Sitting to the side, as they sang and clinked glasses, the alcohol kicked in, and everyone relaxed. Even Abao and I, who had only met once, started acting like brothers.

I rarely sing, but at Xiaoyan and Bingbing's insistence, I had to grab the microphone and belt out a few lines. Abao loves to sing; often, he and Bingbing practically share a microphone, face to face, and they can sing any song, male or female. I found it very amusing to watch them. I prefer solo singing, not because I'm afraid of not singing well with others, but because I enjoy singing my favorite songs from beginning to end, connecting the song's mood with my own.

Xiaoyan and I sang several love songs together; it wasn't the first time we'd sung in a private room, and our coordination was becoming increasingly seamless.

Most of the time, I was still holding a wine glass; what was in my glass was what I liked most back then. Yes, I did have a bit of an urge to numb myself. Although I was having a great time chatting with Abao and we were all having a lot of fun, the contents of Xiaoyan's diary would always pop into my head at inappropriate times. I would think about the fake relationship between Xiaoyan and Bingbing, the sex between Xiaoyan and Huang Bin, and Xiaoyan's unexpected and wanton pleasure with Apo in New Kyushu... Watching the two beautiful women with outstanding figures sometimes standing and sometimes sitting on low leather stools singing their favorite songs, I would also occasionally recall the heartbeat I felt this morning when Bingbing stepped on my shoes with her delicate and sexy feet.

Even worse, while chatting with Abao, I felt a deep sense of jealousy several times. I was jealous that the guy drinking with me could freely fondle and caress Bingbing's beautiful, adorable feet, kissing and loving them...

Fortunately, I have good self-control. My jealousy and envy remained only in the deepest part of my heart. On the surface, I continued chatting and drinking.

"So tired... Hey, Anfeng, you sing really well. Listening to you sing these love songs is really touching."

Bingbing loosened her ponytail, and her long, flowing, shiny waves cascaded over her beautiful shoulders, making her look even more charming and alluring. She walked over, sat down next to Abao, picked up her glass, took a sip, and said.

"I don't sing well, so you don't need to say such flattering things."

I smiled, raised my glass and gently clinked it against Bingbing's, then downed the overflowing beer in one gulp.

"Tch, nonsense. I didn't believe Xiaoyan when she told me you sang well, but now I see she wasn't just bragging."

Bingbing glared at me with a straight face, then turned to look at Xiaoyan. "You have good taste! Anfeng is good to you, and he sings well too. You can just request any song you want to hear from now on. Hehe..."

"Hehe, I often ask him to sing love songs for me."

Xiaoyan responded, picked up her wine glass, and snuggled up to me, clinking glasses with mine.

"Abao sings well too. You always praise me, but if you don't praise your boyfriend, I think Abao will be unhappy."

I raised my glass, gesturing for Abao to drink with me.

"I don't sing well, but Bingbing sings well, that's enough. It's called complementing each other."

Abao smiled, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp. I could tell Abao loved Bingbing very much. He must be very satisfied to be with Bingbing, after all, he had been pursuing her since vocational high school, and only now had he finally won over this charming and lovely girl.
Chapter 19, May 18th :

"Tch, so you're saying I can't sing well?"

Xiaoyan took a sip of her drink, glaring at Abao. "Bingbing, tell me, do I sing well?"

"Yes, you do. Abao and I complement each other, but you and Anfeng are different. You both sing well."

Bingbing smiled. At this moment, the aloofness I used to see in Bingbing's eyes was completely gone. I didn't know if it was because of the alcohol or because the more than an hour we spent together had increased our familiarity.

Looking at Bingbing's flushed cheeks and the smile in her eyes, although I felt a greater sense of warmth, I still preferred Bingbing's aloof gaze.

"What do you mean by 'different'? You're just talking nonsense."

Xiaoyan felt that the word "different" was inappropriate here.

"You two dare to have sex during working hours and at your workplace, isn't that different?"

Bingbing smiled, glancing at me, and suddenly that aloof look that I had been fascinated by reappeared in her eyes.

"You're not alone! You can be even more eccentric than me!"

Xiaoyan blushed even more upon hearing Bingbing's explanation, and grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, throwing them at Bingbing.

I felt embarrassed, since I wasn't familiar with Abao. But when I looked at Abao and Bingbing, Abao acted as if it were nothing out of the ordinary, grinning at me, nudging me with his elbow, and whispering, "Brother, not bad, you're lucky."

"Hehe, you're lucky too, even more so than me,"

I replied sheepishly.

Bingbing laughed, dodging Xiaoyan's sunflower seed attack, but a few still hit her.

Suddenly, Bingbing did something I never expected. For someone with a foot fetish like me, I never imagined I'd be able to admire Bingbing's silk-stockinged feet so closely under these circumstances.

"Abao, give me a foot massage now. I've been wearing high heels all day, my feet are killing me. Hehe..."

Bingbing said, and after two "tap" sounds of her high heels hitting the floor, she kicked off her black high heels, raising her jade-like feet, encased in ultra-thin black stockings, and placing them on Abao's knees. Bingbing's movements were natural, light, and elegant, yet subtly alluring.

My head buzzed; my attention was completely diverted by the seductive silk-stockinged feet resting on Abao's lap.

Abao was sitting to my left, and Bingbing to his left, so her black silk-stockinged feet were pressed against my left thighs. A faint scent of footsteps filled my nostrils, a slightly sour leather aroma, and, most irresistibly, a subtle, fleshy, sweaty fragrance. This faint scent made me feel dizzy and lightheaded.

After a day in high heels, the snow-white, delicate soles of her feet, visible through the thin black stockings, were almost touching the outside of my thighs. The tips of her toes, encased in stockings, wiggled provocatively a few times. I stared blankly, when suddenly, "smack!" I received a sharp rap on the back of my head. Xiaoyan noticed my odd behavior. I cried out, "Ouch!" and turned to look at her, yelling, "Are you trying to murder your husband?! What are you doing?!"

I wasn't angry; instead, I was grateful that Xiaoyan had snapped me out of my embarrassment.

Bingbing giggled, her voice sweet and coquettish, "Hehe, Xiaoyan's feet are sore and sore too. Why don't you learn from Abao and be a model boyfriend?"

My face must have been incredibly red then, but thankfully I'd already drunk quite a bit. Even if it were truly red, Xiaoyan, Bingbing, and Abao would just think it was from the alcohol.

"Are you looking for trouble?! What are you looking at?"

Xiaoyan glared at me; she knew why I'd been staring blankly.

I cleared my throat twice, turned to look at Xiaoyan, sniffed, and said, "I didn't see anything, what's so interesting?"

But I heard Bingbing's soft laughter beside me, "Anfeng, do you think my feet are prettier, or Xiaoyan's feet?"

"Hmm... Xiaoyan's are prettier,"

I answered without thinking. But in my mind, Bingbing's feet seemed more alluring than Xiaoyan's.

"Hehe..."

Bingbing laughed and called my name. I turned to look at her and saw that her delicate, exquisite feet were in Abao's hands, being gently kneaded by him. The thin black stockings couldn't hide the smooth skin and delicate shape of her feet, which appeared even more mysteriously beautiful against the backdrop of the black stockings.

I felt a lump in my throat, and my vision blurred. Xiaoyan kicked me hard and glared at me. I quickly turned to look at Xiaoyan, looking pitiful.

I had always thought I was quite gentlemanly tonight. I don't know why, but Xiaoyan's feet are naturally beautiful, and I could control myself well even in front of her. But facing Bingbing's feet, I simply couldn't suppress my inner impulses.

I'd drunk a lot of beer, and the alcohol was making me feel great—perfect for singing. To cover it up, I picked up the microphone, intending to sing a song to mask my panic, but when I looked at the screen and listened to the music, I realized it was a female song.

Feeling a little embarrassed, I put the microphone down again, picked up my glass, and took a swig—oh no! The glass was empty.

What was wrong with me?

Xiaoyan noticed my predicament, glared at me fiercely, refilled my glass, and whispered in my ear, but in a harsh tone, "Big bad wolf, what are you looking at! Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out! Humph!"

I shrank back and muttered, "What am I looking at... don't be so fierce, okay?"

I turned to look at Bingbing and Abao, and shook my head.

Bingbing was still holding onto Abao's legs, a wide smile on her face, as if she found my embarrassment hilarious. Abao also had a mischievous grin on his face. Abao

leaned forward slightly, gesturing to me with his wine glass in his right hand. I nodded, stood up, and raised my glass to Abao. Since Abao was still holding onto Bingbing's legs, he couldn't let go and had to toast me while seated, so I naturally walked over.

Bingbing looked at me with a half-smile, picked up her glass, and called out, "Xiaoyan, aren't you coming to drink with us?"

"Coming, coming..."

Xiaoyan sat down beside me. "I'm pouring the wine."

Bingbing and Abao were still in the same awkward position, Bingbing's legs propped on Abao's lap. My head was spinning. I could see the edge of her sexy, ultra-thin black stockings at the hem of her skirt. The stockings were faintly visible beneath the hem, and where they met, I saw a glimpse of her smooth, white thigh. My heart pounded, but my face remained impassive, my eyes secretly glancing at that glimpse of white skin beneath Bingbing's skirt and stockings...

"Heh... I didn't realize you were so shy, brother."

Abao chuckled, his right hand clinking his cup against mine. Looking at his hands, I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy and envy. Those hands had just been kneading those delicate, sexy, and rhythmic feet. Not only had he been kneading them, but he could knead them whenever and for as long as he wanted...

I glanced at Bingbing. The moment our eyes met, it was as if she knew I was stealing glances at her fair skin... I jumped, quickly averting my gaze from her cold, arrogant, half-smiling eyes.

Although I knew Abao was also a foot fetishist, he gave me a strange feeling. Even though he was Bingbing's boyfriend, I always felt that Bingbing treated him with a certain domineering attitude. Perhaps it was because Abao had pursued Bingbing for a long time, and after finally winning her over, he felt a mixture of respect, love, and fear towards her.

"Why don't you learn from Abao and give your Xiaoyan a foot massage?"

Bingbing finished her drink, looked at me with a smile, and wiggled her feet on Abao's knees, attracting my gaze.

I was already incredibly aroused by Bingbing's silk-stockinged feet, but thankfully, I still had Xiaoyan. Although Xiaoyan wasn't as pretty as Bingbing, and her temperament was somewhat lacking, her jade-like feet were just as beautiful. Perhaps they didn't have the slightly more intense foot charm that Bingbing's feet possessed, but after all, they were my girlfriend's beautiful legs and feet, which I could have anytime.

"Hehe... Bingbing's been wearing high heels all day, and Xiaoyan's must be sore too."

Abao chuckled, following Bingbing's lead, finished his drink, put down his glass, and continued massaging Bingbing's silk-stockinged feet with his right hand.

"Hmm, Xiaoyan's feet are so tired too. Are you tired, Xiaoyan?"

I turned around and kissed Xiaoyan's cheek. "How about I give you a massage too? Don't let Bingbing enjoy it all by herself."

"Hehehe, okay, Bingbing and Abao are showing off their love, so we should be even more loving than them."

Xiaoyan laughed, leaned in and kissed my lips, her nimble tongue teasingly swirling around them.

I felt a little embarrassed. I had never kissed or shown affection in front of my friends before; this was a first. I glanced at Bingbing and Abao out of the corner of my eye and saw them already embracing and kissing. They seemed quite used to this way of showing affection.

I sighed inwardly, feeling a mix of emotions. I opened my mouth and took Xiaoyan's tongue, which was swirling around my lips, into my mouth. My left hand reached down, lifted Xiaoyan's legs, and groped to remove her dark purple leopard-print high heels. Xiaoyan's warm, silky feet were instantly enveloped in my left hand. A faint scent of footsteps lingered between our lips and tongues.

I suddenly found it very exciting to show affection in front of another couple. They could see our every move, and we could see theirs. What's more, the one showing affection in front of us was a stunning beauty like Bingbing, whose figure, looks, and temperament were all top-notch. This scene made my heart beat even faster, and the desire I had been suppressing all day swelled to its peak in an instant.

I was almost about to pounce on Xiaoyan on the sofa, just like I used to do when we had private dates in the private room.

But just as my hand skillfully climbed up Xiaoyan's thigh and was about to slip under her silky stockings, Xiaoyan suddenly bit my tongue.

"No, Bingbing and the others are watching,"

Xiaoyan whispered.

My eyes reddened as I turned to look at Bingbing and Abao. They were no longer kissing, but were smiling at Xiaoyan and me, as if they were watching a pornographic play.

I smiled awkwardly at them and said self-deprecatingly, "Xiaoyan is too tempting tonight."

"Hehehe, Xiaoyan has even more tempting moments,"

Bingbing laughed, hugging Abao and kissing him on the cheek. "Xiaoyan and I will dance for you."

"Dance? Go clubbing?"

I was very surprised.

"No, Xiaoyan hasn't danced in front of you before? You must have been to a nightclub, you know, the kind of dance those dancers do."

Bingbing laughed, standing up and putting on her high heels.

A beauty is a beauty, even the way she put on her shoes made my mouth water.

"No, does Xiaoyan know that kind of dance?"

I was a little confused, but only for a moment. I immediately remembered that not long ago, when I was spying on Xiaoyan on the computer, hadn't I seen that person, Bo'er, dance that kind of dance in that chat room? And I was already quite certain that Xiaoyan was Bo'er.

"Silly boy, Xiaoyan dances very well."

Bingbing walked over. She had a faint fragrance on her, perhaps from perfume, maybe it was her body odor, since she hadn't gone home to shower before coming to our gathering.

"I won't dance!"

Xiaoyan pouted, trying to shake off Bingbing's hand.

"Dance, let Anfeng see how alluring you are."

Bingbing laughed, continuing to pull Xiaoyan along.

"Baby, dance for me! I really didn't know you could dance like that."

I encouraged her from the side. I also wanted to see Xiaoyan dance that kind of ambiguous and seductive dance with my own eyes. Although there was another man present, it was just dancing, and it was two women dancing together. No matter what, compared to the dancers who created the atmosphere on the nightclub stage, at least their clothes wouldn't be too much of a feast for Abao's eyes. Besides, Bingbing was dancing with her too, so I wasn't at a disadvantage.

Xiaoyan glared at me resentfully. Bingbing had already run to the song selection screen and skillfully selected some slow dance songs.

I bent down, picked up Xiaoyan's feet, and helped her put on her shoes. Looking at her delicate pink feet encased in black ultra-thin stockings, I finally couldn't resist. In front of Abao and Bingbing, I leaned down and planted a passionate kiss on the slightly raised instep.

Bingbing smiled at me, gave me a thumbs up, and said, "Anfeng really is a seasoned perverted big bad wolf."

I didn't know if that was a compliment or an insult; at that moment, I was completely driven by my uncontrollable impulse.

Bingbing skillfully turned off the spotlights in the private room and turned on the rotating lights, and the music started. I sat on the outermost sofa, picked up a small bottle of beer, and looked at the two girls with different temperaments, both of whom deeply attracted me, under the changing lights.

Abao also sat down and said, "Brother, you're in luck tonight. Bingbing's dancing is very sexy."

"Oh, then I'll have to take a closer look."

I smiled and clinked glasses with Abao. "Does she often dance for you?"

"Yeah, I've been to this private room with her several times, and she dances for me every time."

"Two people?"

"Yeah, just tonight there's you and Xiaoyan too. Before, she always came alone with Bingbing."

Abao said, his face beaming with excitement.

The music was slow, but it was indeed the kind of slow rock music that nightclubs often played—slow but very obviously slow-paced.

Bingbing was completely absorbed in her dance; her movements were beautiful and alluring, rivaling even professional dancers. Her head turns, hip swaying, and leg movements, accentuated by her telecommunications company uniform, were incredibly arousing.

Xiaoyan, however, seemed shy, simply standing there, her body swaying slowly to the rhythm like she was on drugs, her head lowered, bobbing from side to side, her long, dark hair bobbing back and forth. Her movements were somewhat reminiscent of when I was partying at a nightclub, standing by the table, swaying my body and head to the music.

I watched as Bingbing's movements became increasingly fiery and seductive, radiating youthful energy, her hair swaying with her movements. Xiaoyan also began to get into the groove, her movements becoming more flamboyant.

"By the way, Master, this is your true skill… It feels like we've gone back to our school days, it feels so good,"

Bingbing said with a smile to the now more relaxed Xiaoyan.

Xiaoyan didn't reply, just looked at Bingbing. The two stared at each other and began to move in unison.

The music grew increasingly suggestive, and Xiaoyan and Bingbing's dance moves became more and more seductive.

I was puzzled; why did Bingbing call Xiaoyan "Master"? Did Xiaoyan teach her these dances in the first place? But at that moment, I didn't have time to think about that. My gaze and all my attention were fixed on the two girls swaying their youthful bodies in front of the projection screen. I

heard increasingly heavy breathing beside me. I turned my head and saw Abao staring intently at the two girls, his eyes practically spitting fire. I could see his legs were tightly pressed together, as if he was trying to hide something.

Actually, I wasn't much better off; my legs, crossed, were concealing my unsightly bulge.

"Bingbing's dancing is so sexy,"

I sincerely praised.

"Yeah, Xiaoyan's dancing is sexy too. Did you hear that just now? Bingbing called Xiaoyan 'Master'."

"Yes, that's strange."

"Maybe Xiaoyan was the first to teach them these dances when they were in school."

Abao swallowed a large gulp of beer, his eyes red as he stared at Bingbing, who was slowly swaying her hips.

"Was Bingbing this sexy when she danced for you before?"

I watched Bingbing and Xiaoyan standing side by side, their hands raised, exchanging suggestive glances, slowly swaying their hips, their shapely buttocks brushing together several times.

They were completely uninhibited, and I, too, let loose under the influence of alcohol and music.

“If Xiaoyan had danced these dances for me before, I would have definitely pushed her down on the spot when I saw her. Hehe…”

I lit a cigarette, my desire growing stronger. In this environment, under the dual stimulation of alcohol and Xiaoyan and Bingbing’s dance moves, I actually said such things in front of another man.

“Hehe…”

Abao chuckled awkwardly, “Every time Bingbing dances, I can’t help but go up and hug her halfway through…”

I turned to look at Abao. His face was flushed, and I could almost see the veins bulging on his forehead. He had been holding back for a long time. And me?

But at this moment, in front of my girlfriend’s best friend and her boyfriend, neither Abao nor I dared to take that step, that step of pushing my girlfriend down and turning the dance floor into a sex arena. As

Bingbing danced, she slowly took off her blue vest, spun it around a few times above her head, and threw it at Abao. The seductive look in her eyes and brows made my heart pound, but I knew it was Abao’s exclusive.

A fragrant breeze wafted past my eyes from the vest's place—a mixture of Bingbing's natural scent and a touch of perfume. The aroma was warm and soft. As the vest passed by, I almost leaned over to let the scent of Bingbing's body waft over my face…

Abao took the vest, buried his face in it, and inhaled deeply… Finally, he couldn't resist any longer. He abruptly stood up, leaving the vest on the sofa, and rushed to Bingbing's side, embracing her sweaty, fragrant body. His lips pressed against hers as if she were the most delicious thing in the world.

With a soft moan, Bingbing hugged Abao tightly, responding passionately to his impulse.

"Ah!"

Xiaoyan was startled when she saw Bingbing being grabbed and kissed passionately by Abao. Before she could react, I had already tightly embraced her from behind. My penis, already hard as an iron rod, was pressing against her soft, high buttocks, almost penetrating her deep cleft through her skirt and my pants...

I heard the sounds of kissing and sucking on tongues, and Bingbing's soft, bell-like moans mingled with her heavy breathing. I looked up and, through Xiaoyan's shoulder, saw in the shifting light that Bingbing had closed her eyes. Her pink tongue was already inside Abao's mouth, and he was gently licking it...

I couldn't take it anymore. I picked Xiaoyan up, carried her back to the sofa, and laid her down on the backrest. I stood between her legs, wrapped my arms around her waist, and leaned down to kiss her lips, which were also panting heavily.

"No...no, Bingbing and the others can see..."

Xiaoyan groaned, pushing against my shoulders.

"They don't have time to watch us now...they're doing it themselves, doing it even worse than us..."

I sucked Xiaoyan's tongue out of her mouth and held it there, licking it desperately.

"Pervert...pervert..."

Xiaoyan's voice grew softer and softer, finally she hugged my arms tightly with both hands, her legs clamped tightly around mine, and opened her mouth wide to feed me her sweet saliva.

After all, we had already drunk quite a bit. Xiaoyan and Bingbing had each drunk at least three or four bottles of beer from the two dozen small bottles. I didn't know Bingbing's alcohol tolerance, but I knew that Xiaoyan usually only drank one or two large bottles of beer. Under the influence of alcohol, Xiaoyan began to respond passionately to my hands and lips, instead of pretending to resist.

At this time, Abao had already led Bingbing to the small bar on the side of the karaoke screen, pressed Bingbing's back against the bar, and lifted one of Bingbing's silk-clad legs to use his lower body to thrust against Bingbing's soft and hot private parts.

"No...don't look there!"

Xiaoyan bit my lower lip, pulling my head back to my face. But even from that one glance, I could see the section of Bingbing's fair and smooth thigh peeking out from under her wide-brimmed black stockings. I even thought I saw a glimpse of white between Bingbing's legs...

"Could Bingbing be so innocent as to wear white underwear?"

Before I could think further, Xiaoyan, her face burning, hugged me, licking my cheek with her tongue, moaning softly, "Take me to the bathroom...I...I don't want to be here..."

Xiaoyan rubbed her vulva, covered by black gauze panties peeking out from under her skirt, against my crotch, murmuring.

I could no longer bear the torment of lust that had been building up all day. My penis, hidden in my pants, had gone from soft to hard and back again, but each repetition only fueled my desire. I had never made love to my girlfriend in front of another couple before.

But this time, I really wanted to see the body of the woman in the other couple, to see how her lips trembled as her boyfriend caressed and licked her, uttering a series of seductive moans, to see how her beautiful legs and feet, clad in sexy black stockings, would be caressed and fondled by another foot fetishist…

But Xiaoyan refused to agree to my absurd thoughts. Just as I was about to pull my penis, which was being rubbed by her swollen vulva through my pants and her already damp underwear, out of my pants, Xiaoyan bit my earlobe hard and let out a soft gasp. But her tone was firm as she said, "Hurry! I don't want to do it here..."

I endured the pain from Xiaoyan's pearly teeth on my earlobe. What I wanted most right now was to insert my penis into her wet, contracting vagina, which would writhe and contract with each thrust. I wanted to release the semen that had been pent up all day; I needed to ejaculate that thick, fishy-smelling liquid inside her body, or even on her skin...

I picked Xiaoyan up in my arms, and she leaned softly against me. I had unzipped my pants, and my bulging underwear was sticking out of my crotch, clinging tightly to Xiaoyan's full, soft buttocks.

Just as I was about to hurry towards the bathroom, I heard Bingbing let out a soft moan and call out, "Xiaoyan!"

I stopped and looked at Bingbing. She was leaning against the bar, her long, wavy hair obscuring half her pretty face. Abao was kneeling before her, his mouth and tongue licking and kissing her right leg, which was resting on his shoulder…

“Wh…what are you doing…”

Xiaoyan, seeing this, clung tightly to my shoulder, hesitated, and then answered.

“Did you bring any safety equipment?”

Bingbing’s alluring and seductive appearance was captivating. At this moment, her eyes held an even stronger cold arrogance. Abao seemed to be her servant; she was a high and mighty queen, enjoying the caresses given to her by her loyal servant in the way she pleased.

"No... we don't need that!"

Xiaoyan knew what Bingbing meant by the safety device, but Xiaoyan and I rarely used it. I rarely ejaculated inside Xiaoyan; I only used those rubber sheaths that were very constricting to my penis during her fertile period. Most of the time, I would pull out and ejaculate on her plump buttocks, her flat stomach, or even in her mouth... I loved watching the milky white fluid bloom and flow on Xiaoyan's flushed skin, which rose and fell with her rapid breathing.

"Safety first, okay?"

Bingbing gasped softly. Abao remained silent, kneeling at her feet, holding her long, straight legs, and using his tongue to serve his goddess inch by inch.

"It's too late, I can't hold back anymore."

I yelled and strode towards the bathroom, carrying Xiaoyan in my arms. I couldn't take it anymore. Seeing Abao's devout expression, seeing him holding Bingbing's silk-clad feet—their high heels removed and exuding an incredibly alluring fragrance—and burying his face in them, kissing and licking them, my lust mingled with jealousy. I wanted nothing more than to thrust my already throbbing penis, about to burst through my underwear, into her juicy, burning vagina to soothe my frenzied body. As I rushed into the bathroom, I tossed back, "You guys have your fun, I'm going to have some fun too!"

At that moment, I saw Abao sucking on Bingbing's toes, a look of pleasure on her face… But the instant I turned my head, I saw Bingbing giving me a strange smile.

"Close the door…close the door…"

I had already lifted Xiaoyan's skirt, her hands gripping the sink, her flushed buttocks raised high.

"Closed,"

I replied, pulling down my underwear, my thick, burning penis springing out and slapping hard against Xiaoyan's buttocks.

Actually, I hadn't closed the door completely. I deliberately left a gap of about ten centimeters, hoping to peek at Bingbing through it, to see her beautiful body and how she would react when Abao was manipulating her.

"You didn't...you didn't close it properly..."

Xiaoyan, not yet completely blinded by alcohol and lust, reminded me again.

I didn't answer, not even bothering with prelude. Holding my erect, throbbing penis, I pressed down on Xiaoyan's waist with my left hand, bent my knees, and lowered myself. The purplish-black glans, already blurred by vaginal fluid, pressed against Xiaoyan's wet, sticky labia. With a soft "hmm," I thrust forward.

"Ugh...you pervert! You lecher..."

Xiaoyan gasped softly as my throbbing penis smoothly entered her vagina.

It felt so good! My burning hot cock plunged into a tight, fleshy hole that gripped the shaft. The folds of flesh within slowly writhed, applying pressure to my cock, tightly enveloping every part of it, even the deep groove beneath the glans was pressed against by the warm, elastic flesh.

"Ah...so good, fuck! It feels so damn good!"

I growled, looking at Xiaoyan, who was leaning against the sink, her top neatly arranged, but her skirt flipped up, her panties pulled aside. A surge of satisfaction overwhelmed me.

I began to thrust rapidly back and forth.

Each thrust brought out the thick, slippery fluid from Xiaoyan's cunt, slowly forming a wet patch on the crotch of her pink panties nestled between her buttocks.

"Uh...uh...oh...you...you're so...so...so...so..."

Xiaoyan gasped, looking up at the large mirror in front of the sink, watching me thrust rapidly back and forth behind her.

This is the second time she's asked me today why I was so rough. She asked me the same thing this morning in the lottery shop's restroom, but I didn't answer then. This time, I decided to answer her.

"Because you're horny...don't you like being fucked hard? Because you like it, I'm going all out today."

As I said this, I unfastened the clasp of Xiaoyan's panties and threw them onto the sink. "Do you want Bingbing and the others to hear you screaming as I fuck you hard?"

"No...I don't want...I don't want them to hear..."

Xiaoyan looked at my face in the mirror, her face flushed with desire, her eyes full of lust. Then, she proactively stuffed her panties into her mouth. "Big bad wolf...come on...harder, fuck me to death!"

Could it be that Xiaoyan is born liking wilder sex? Watching her crumple her panties into a ball and stuff them into her mouth, I remembered that diary entry, and how she had also taken her panties into her mouth when Apo was fucking her.

A surge of indescribable emotion welled up inside me, making me insanely jealous. I even felt a gnashing of teeth, something I'd never felt before when I was with Xiaoyan.

"You slut! Aren't you afraid Bingbing and the others will hear? Aren't you afraid they'll see?"

I slapped her pert buttocks hard. The crisp "smack" left several red marks, like my fingers, on her already flushed buttocks. Her full, bouncy buttocks trembled after my slap.

"I'm not afraid... I'm not afraid..."

Xiaoyan was usually very reserved, but I discovered that once her body was under my control, she could be very unrestrained, very open.

I thrust in and out rapidly dozens of times, each time pushing my penis completely into her vagina. The pubic hair I'd recently shaved on my lower abdomen was now sprouting new tips, those hard barbs pricking her sensitive labia majora with each thrust. With each penetration, Xiaoyan trembled wildly, letting out muffled, indistinct but alluring moans.

Seeing the stimulation my spiky penis was causing Xiaoyan, I simply thrust my entire penis into her vagina, pressing my lower abdomen tightly against her vulva, slowly moving and circling, rubbing the base of my spiky penis and my lower abdomen against her already soaked vulva.

"Oh...uh...wooo..."

Xiaoyan's moans were tinged with tears, but in the mirror I could see her face was full of intense excitement. Sure enough, this grinding quickly brought Xiaoyan to orgasm. The inner walls of her vagina, tightly sucking on my penis shaft, gripped it tightly. After a violent contraction, Xiaoyan let out a captivating moan, and a gush of hot fluid violently sprayed onto my glans. As I ground and rotated, that semi-thick, semi-clear vaginal fluid slowly seeped out from our point of contact, then sprayed onto my lower abdomen in a jet...

Xiaoyan stared at the mirror with a satisfied expression, watching me thrust into her from behind, watching me rub my lower abdomen against her swollen buttocks again and again...

So hot! The bathroom in the private room didn't have central air conditioning, only a small exhaust fan. Although the door was slightly ajar, the cool air couldn't get in at all.

I stripped off my shirt, leaving my upper body bare. I looked down at my flat stomach, not particularly muscular, and saw my thick, dark penis, coated with the vaginal fluid I'd produced from Xiaoyan's vagina, repeatedly emerging and disappearing.

I leaned down and pulled off Xiaoyan's blazer and shirt. Now, besides the dark orange short skirt around her waist, she was only wearing a pair of sexy, sheer stockings and high heels. She was also wearing a Japanese-style bra with a cross-strap back, the same color as her underwear… Looking at Xiaoyan, her smooth, bare back exposed as she leaned over the sink, and at her short skirt pulled up around her waist, my penis thrust even faster between her trembling buttocks.

I reached down and grasped one of her breasts, encased in a half-cup bra. I licked and kissed her sweat-drenched back. "Baby, you're even sexier tonight than before! Take off your bra, I want to eat it!"

It was the first time I'd seen Xiaoyan wearing this bra. I fumbled to unhook it, but found that the front clasp was missing a mechanism.

"Idiot!"

Xiaoyan mumbled through her panties, reaching under her armpit to gently snap

the bra open .

"Damn! So that's where it is."

I laughed, stepping back. My penis, soaked in Xiaoyan's vaginal fluids, withdrew. The moment the glans left her vaginal opening, a gush of fluid gushed out, soaking my half-pulled pants.

"Let's change positions..."

I panted, bending over and tossing my pants aside. "I'm going to fuck you while holding your beautiful legs."

By this time, I was completely naked. My bare body, though not sharply defined, exuded a robust masculinity, not to mention my erect, slightly curved penis, glistening with Xiaoyan's lustful fluids and gleaming with a sinister black sheen. My penis bowed and scraped before Xiaoyan, who had turned around; tonight, it would do its utmost to serve this girl's body, to bring her to climax again and again.

"You bad wolf!"

Xiaoyan said with a wanton look, kneeling down and cupping my large, purplish-black glans in her soft hands, gently rubbing it. "I'll kill you, you bad wolf..."

she whispered, spitting out the panties from her mouth, before pressing her crimson lips to my glans.

Wow... such a comfortable feeling. Goosebumps practically covered my entire body. Xiaoyan tilted her head back, squinting at me, and began to gently lick my penis, which was covered in her fluids.

"Hiss..."

I inhaled sharply, this feeling was fucking amazing. Xiaoyan's soft tongue deftly licked my glans, even gently and carefully sucking the deep grooves behind the coronal ridge.

I loved having her lick my penis, which was covered in her juices, so lately, during breaks in our intercourse, after my repeated requests, she had finally gotten used to giving me oral sex, using her soft tongue to lick my penis. Watching

Xiaoyan squatting in front of my legs, increasingly engrossed in giving me oral sex, her half-closed eyes and the blissful look on her face filled me with satisfaction. When she opened her eyes and glanced at me, her lips slightly parted, I wisely pushed my already swollen and clean glans, which she had licked clean, into her mouth.

"Wow..."

Xiaoyan opened her mouth wide, her hands pressing against my lower abdomen, her eyes wide open, my penis already halfway in. This was already the best Xiaoyan could do for me with oral sex. But after reading Xiaoyan's diary, I realized that Xiaoyan could definitely swallow my entire penis down her throat, because that guy Apo's penis was definitely no smaller than mine, maybe even bigger and longer. But Xiaoyan only ever swallowed half of it. Why was that? This

question had been swirling in my mind since last night. Did Xiaoyan prefer the kind of spontaneous, casual sex to our relationship? Did she indulge herself endlessly in that situation?

I really wanted to push my entire penis down Xiaoyan's throat, but I was afraid of hurting her. My eyes twitched involuntarily. I gently pressed my glans against the entrance of Xiaoyan's throat. I wanted to try the feeling of deep throating. I wanted to completely possess that other passage in Xiaoyan's body...

"Ugh..."

Xiaoyan, just like before, strongly resisted my intrusion into her throat, which made me even more resentful! Why did Apo just lick your shoes and kiss your feet at the movie theater, and you so shamelessly offered yourself up to him, swallowing his entire penis without his insistence?

But I can't really get angry. Today's events have left me feeling terrible, even though everything seems normal on the surface, and I even went out with Bingbing and Abao. What's even crazier is that Xiaoyan and I secretly had sex in the bathroom in Bingbing's presence—this is the second time now, and who knows how wild Bingbing and Abao are outside.

Thinking of Bingbing's straight, long, beautiful legs, her delicate, fair feet, and the haughty, unapproachable look in her eyes, yet possessing a more wanton quality than Xiaoyan, I fantasize that right now, outside this cramped bathroom, Abao is on top of that stunning beauty, sweating and riding her, and my penis has suddenly swelled even more.

"Don't push...it hurts!"

Xiaoyan freed herself from my hands, spat out my penis, and complained.

She wiped the sticky liquid from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and seeing me peeking furtively through the crack in the bathroom door, she bit my lower abdomen. "What are you looking at? You pervert!"

I finally snapped out of it. The most important thing now was to release all the pent-up desire that had been building up inside me all day, not the unattainable fantasy outside the door.

I picked up Xiaoyan and placed her on the sink, reaching to take off her high heels. When my hand touched her shoes, I was suddenly shocked. How come Bingbing's shoes were on Xiaoyan's feet!

My penis throbbed. These were the shoes Bingbing had worn all day, those black stiletto platform heels, not the dark leopard-print peep-toe heels that Xiaoyan had specifically shown me tonight.

"When did they change their shoes?"

I was incredibly excited. These were the high heels Bingbing had worn all day; the inside of the shoes must still carry the incredibly alluring scent of her feet. I didn't care when they changed shoes; I was thrilled to be able to touch Bingbing's shoes up close. Of course, I

wouldn't ask Xiaoyan why she was wearing Bingbing's shoes. With utmost reverence and longing, I carefully dusted off the shoe, but still managed to remove the clean, smooth shoe from Xiaoyan's silk-stockinged feet. I didn't place the high heel on the ground; instead, I let it hang on my right pinky finger, and then, holding Xiaoyan's silk-stockinged feet

, I brought it to my lips… kissing her feet while examining the shoe. The shoe was new; the insole was dark gold suede, without a single scratch. It seemed Bingbing had only worn it recently, and given her environment, she must have many shoes; this was probably just one of her many sexy high heels.

A familiar yet unfamiliar scent flooded my nostrils—the scent of Xiaoyan's feet mixed with Bingbing's.

The two contrasting aromas mingled, filling me with intense excitement.

I stuck out my tongue and slowly licked the tip of Xiaoyan's foot. Sure enough, there was a very unfamiliar scent, rich and fragrant, a subtle sweetness tinged with a hint of tartness. Did Bingbing wear perfume on her feet too?

I let out a soft "hmm," and went wild, as if Xiaoyan's feet were the most delicious food in the world. I opened my mouth and bit her toes, biting the five jade-like toes encased in ultra-thin stockings. My nose was filled with the fragrance of Xiaoyan's silk-stockinged feet and Bingbing's unfamiliar scent, a scent mingled with fragrance…

My penis was so hard. Xiaoyan found it strange; it was as if I had never kissed her feet before. Tonight, I seemed particularly crazy and obsessed. As I was lost in the intoxicating rhythm of her feet, Xiaoyan kicked off her right high heel, her warm, damp foot pressing against my penis. Her toe deftly began teasing my throbbing, purplish-red, rock-hard penis. "Big bad wolf...you're so wild tonight...so hard...so big..."

Xiaoyan breathed softly. I kept my head down, not responding, only thrusting my hips, letting my penis rub back and forth rapidly along the arch of her right foot.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to kiss her sole, I savored the even stronger rhythm emanating from the inside of Bingbing's high heel, which was hanging on my fingers. I suddenly understood: Bingbing really did spray perfume inside her shoes; that rich rhythm was actually her foot sweat mixed with the scent of perfume. Why would she spray perfume inside her shoes? Her feet didn't actually smell strong; rather, they had a sweet, slightly sour scent, but mixed with a perfume fragrance similar to floral water, it was so captivating...

What kind of pleasure would it be to hold both women's sweaty feet together, kissing and licking them? Oh my god... This almost insanely lewd thought was instantly indescribable.

I growled, straightened up, placed Xiaoyan's left leg on my shoulder, and, with my increasingly erect penis, hugged her left thigh, stroking her smooth, silky stockings. My penis pressed against her wet vulva, and without any hesitation, I thrust in and out forcefully… repeating this piston-like motion.

"Ugh… ooh… ugh… you big bad wolf, you… you… you're fucking me to death… fucking me to death!"

Xiaoyan moaned, her voice growing louder and louder. I didn't care; at that moment, I desperately wanted Bingbing to hear Xiaoyan's moans. In my heart, I even hoped that Bingbing was right there watching me fuck her best friend with my big penis, watching how I fucked her best friend to the point of death.

"Scream louder... I want to hear your lewd voice..."

I panted, looking at Xiaoyan, who was sitting on the sink with her back against the mirror, her face flushed but her expression full of satisfaction. My head was spinning, and I actually brought the high heel still hanging on my right pinky finger to my nose...

Smelling the unique scent of her icy jade feet inside the shoe, I finally understood why Apo was so obsessed with playing with Xiaoyan's slippers in the movie theater. It was because they were covered in the scent of the goddess's feet...

"You...you...you pervert! Ah...why are you licking...licking Bingbing's shoe?"

Xiaoyan saw me sticking out my tongue and licking inside the high heel. Her moans finally grew louder.

I was burning with lust, my eyes were brimming, and the only thought in my mind was that the scent of those high heels would excite me even more, make my penis harder and thicker, and make Xiaoyan feel even better...

"What, Bingbing's shoes? Aren't they your shoes?"

I pretended to be clueless, and in front of Xiaoyan, I covered my nose with the entire high heel, my tongue already exploring the forefoot, my nostrils filled with the rich scent of Bingbing's feet. This act of playing with my girlfriend's best friend's shoes in front of her was incredibly stimulating, so I increased the speed of my thrusts, the "squeaking" sounds of our intercourse filling the entire bathroom.

"You're a pervert! A pervert... Ah... So good... You... You're kissing Bingbing's... Bingbing's shoes..."

Xiaoyan's face was flushed, but her eyes were wide open, her gaze somewhat angry, as she watched my perverted fondling.

"Ah...no wonder it tasted weird..."

I pretended I only just noticed, spitting on the ground twice, and said, "When did you swap shoes with her? I didn't see it."

I feigned disgust, placing the shoe I'd licked inside the sole on the sink, then took Xiaoyan's left foot, which was perched on my shoulder, and pressed my cheek against it.

"When...when we were dancing...didn't you see?"

Xiaoyan's face regained its satisfied smile.

"No, maybe I was drinking then."

"Bingbing insisted on swapping with me...saying she liked my shoes and wanted to wear them..."

Xiaoyan's face showed some indignation, but also a hint of pride. "Bingbing said Abao said my shoes were sexy and pretty, and said she wanted to wear them for Abao...Oh...you...you're killing me...ah..."

Xiaoyan's brows furrowed, her mouth opened, and my rapid thrusting brought her to another orgasm.

"Ah Bao said it looked good, so she wanted to wear your shoes to show him? Bingbing is so strange."

I said casually, but in my mind, I pictured Ah Bao, just like me, holding Xiao Yan's shoes, smelling the scent of two women's feet mixed in, stroking Bingbing's shapely, slender legs in black stockings, and vigorously moving between Bingbing's legs...

Wait, and I finally understood what that strange smile Bingbing gave me before coming into the bathroom meant. Did Bingbing discover my inappropriate thoughts about her feet and want to satisfy my liking for her foot scent in this way? Or... is Bingbing naturally lewd and wants more men to taste her scent?

Xiao Yan also lifted her right leg and placed it on my shoulder, panting, "Harder... fuck me to death."

Looking at Xiao Yan's satisfied expression, I smiled, thinking of Bingbing, and looking at Bingbing's high heels on the sink, I started thrusting quickly and vigorously, but my ears were perked up, listening intently to the sounds outside the door.

Strangely enough, even though Xiaoyan and I had been inside for so long, we hadn't heard any of the sounds that Bingbing and Abao should have been making while having sex outside. Although the music in the private room was still on, even the loudest music shouldn't have completely masked the sounds of passionate lovemaking.

Finally, as I listened intently while manipulating Xiaoyan's wet and hot vagina, I finally heard a faint, sensual moan and gasp amidst the noisy, slow-paced music outside. That must have been Bingbing. I glanced at the crack in the door I had deliberately left open. The small bar was right across from the door, but because of the angle, I couldn't see where Abao and Bingbing had been standing before we came in.

I looked at Xiaoyan; she was squinting, moaning "Mmm...uh...oh...ooh..."

enjoying the pleasure my penis was giving her.

While Xiaoyan was lost in the pleasure I was giving her, I secretly opened the bathroom door.

The lights in the private room continued to shift, but the light was so bright that I could clearly see everything happening inside.

On the sofa next to the karaoke screen, Bingbing was kneeling and straddling Abao. She was only wearing stockings and a white, strapless, corset-style bra that covered her entire upper body from back to her ample hips. Abao was completely naked. Leaning back on the sofa, Bingbing's posture was somewhat like riding a horse, but not quite.

She rested her hands on A Bao's shoulders, her knees, clad in black stockings, against the sofa cushions, her feet curled high behind her, bent and crossed beneath her full, high buttocks. With each rise and fall of her body against A Bao, her delicate, silk-stockinged feet squeezed and teased the penis that was entering and exiting her vagina…

Watching Bingbing in this position, I couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Damn! She's a real gem. How come I've never played this position with Xiao Yan before?"

In this position, the man's penis could enjoy the dual friction and squeezing of the woman's vagina and feet. For a serious foot fetishist like me, this was absolutely the ultimate pleasure.

Bingbing's corset seemed to be a front-fastening style. During the brief moments when she sat up, I could see a piece of white fabric swaying up and down between her arms and body. But it seemed like a piece was missing; no matter how I looked at it, it seemed impossible for that piece of fabric to completely cover Bingbing's chest.

Bingbing's long, flowing hair danced over her shoulders, her high, firm, snow-white buttocks rising and falling rapidly, sometimes up and down, sometimes back and forth, in sync with the way her legs, which were straddling her, squeezed and rubbed against Abao's penis as it moved in and out of her. This gave Abao's penis a second layer of pleasure as it entered and exited her vagina, squeezed by her legs.

Because I had opened the bathroom door, I could finally clearly hear the intoxicating moans Bingbing made as she was being manipulated, "You stinky man... ah... you're being naughty again... oh... so good... are you comfortable? Do you like fucking me? Uh... oh... do you like fucking this slutty cunt of mine? Do you... do you like smelling Xiaoyan's shoes? You... you pervert... pervert, do you want to kiss Xiaoyan's little feet?"

Bingbing's moans were even more wanton than Xiaoyan's, mixed with vulgar language, but they excited men even more. Although not very loud, in this sensitive situation, I could clearly hear every word she said.

(Chapter 20)

Hearing Bingbing's moans mention Xiaoyan's high heels, it seemed Abao was doing something to Xiaoyan's leopard-print peep-toe heels. I instantly became excited, my temples throbbing. However, Bingbing's shapely body, tightly encased in a corset, completely blocked Abao's upper body, so I couldn't see if he was licking and smelling the sexy peep-toe heels his girlfriend had recently worn.

The anxiety of wanting to see but being unable to leave me only able to fantasize, imagining Abao licking and smelling Xiaoyan's high heels, imagining the thrill Abao must feel licking and playing with his best friend's shoes in front of Bingbing. It must be more exciting than when I pretended to smell and lick Bingbing's shoes in front of Xiaoyan. The feeling of openly and legitimately having permission from my girlfriend to defile her best friend's shoes must be more arousing for a man than pretending to be mistaken.

All I could do was continue my rapid piston-like movements, quickly venting my anxiety inside Xiaoyan's body, who was already squinting with ecstasy.

"Do my feet smell better than Xiaoyan's?"

"Yours are stinky! Xiaoyan's are fragrant!"

Abao said, his voice somewhat fierce, "But I still like your scent... I like your sultry smell..."

At this point, Abao's tone softened, his words filled with admiration and love.

"Is that so?"

Bingbing suddenly leaned down, her head seemingly touching something in front of her.

I finally saw it, but what I didn't expect was that Bingbing's head wasn't touching Abao's mouth, but rather a shoe that Abao was holding to his lips, smelling and licking. That's right, that shoe was the leopard-print high heel that Xiaoyan had been wearing not long ago.

Looking at the sofa not far away, Abao was obsessively holding Xiaoyan's shoes, his nose and mouth almost completely buried inside. Bingbing, the girl who usually seemed proud, aloof, and somewhat cold, was even more wanton than Xiaoyan at this moment. Her tongue, already quite long, was now probing into the peep-toe of the high heel…

Slow, mellow music played in the background, and under the shifting lights, I could clearly see Bingbing's profile. Her face was flushed, as beautiful as a peach blossom, and her nimble little tongue was probing inside the shoe, licking wantonly.

Everything I saw, heard, and experienced was unbelievable.

I had never tried making love in front of other people before. Unexpectedly—my first act of debauchery was with a girl like Bingbing, and with Abao, who seemed more like a foot slave than a boyfriend, present.

Even more unexpected was how uninhibited Bingbing and Abao seemed, completely unconcerned that Xiaoyan and I were also present. Did they do this often?

Although I had some understanding of Bingbing after reading Xiaoyan's diary, seeing such a lewd scene with my own eyes and hearing Bingbing's wanton moans was unbelievable. You would never imagine that this wanton girl straddling a man's legs was the same aloof princess she was in public.

"I'm stinky feet, I'm a slut... You've wanted this for a long time, haven't you? But you've wanted this for a long time to fuck my slutty cunt, to lick my stinky feet, haven't you?"

Bingbing's words became increasingly lewd and wanton, but to my ears, they were the best aphrodisiac in the world.

"Yes... Ah!... The more you slut me... the more I love you..."

Abao moved his shoe towards Bingbing's tongue, "I've loved you for a long time, and I've wanted to kiss your feet for a very, very long time~!"

"You slut!"

Bingbing laughed lewdly, her laughter filled with the pleasure of conquest. "

You stinky man! Lick me, lick my cunt, lick my stinky feet..."

With that, Bingbing rolled over and knelt on top of Abao's thighs. But her delicate feet, encased in sheer black stockings, still tightly gripped and rubbed against Abao's unbelievably white penis.

I don't know if it was my imagination, or if it was because of the black stockings on Bingbing's feet, but Abao's penis seemed excessively white, almost like a white jade dildo, though the glans was fiery red. The shaft gleamed with oil, reflecting the shifting light, and was covered in the vaginal fluid secreted by Bingbing.

Just as Bingbing's vagina released Abao's penis, from that distance I could see a stream of clear liquid gushing from Bingbing's pink buttocks... The clear liquid sprayed rapidly onto Abao's thighs, onto the fiery red glans of his white penis.

"Oh...oh...you bastard! You made me squirt again...you were so much better tonight than yesterday...are you thinking about Xiaoyan? Thinking about Xiaoyan won't help, she's being fucked by Anfeng's big cock right now!"

Bingbing said, kneeling on Abao's lower abdomen, completely ignoring whether Abao felt pain. Her silk-stockinged feet, already wet with her own juices, tightly gripped Abao's penis, and she began stroking it up and down with the backs and soles of her feet. "Xiaoyan told me that Anfeng's cock is black and thick, much bigger than your stinky white cock!"

"No...ah...I wasn't thinking about anyone else, I was only thinking about you..."

Hadn't Xiaoyan and Bingbing not been in contact for a long time? How come they only met again recently and were already talking about my penis? The more I listened, the stranger it seemed. But then I thought about it again and immediately felt relieved. Xiaoyan has always been secretly competing with Bingbing about their boyfriends, and it's normal for best friends to talk about their boyfriends' performance in bed; exaggerating a little when talking about me is understandable.

Also, I'm starting to suspect that Bingbing is deliberately amplifying her moans. Otherwise, how could I clearly hear what a couple is saying during sex in such a noisy environment? Another reason is—Bingbing is just naturally like this in terms of personality and physique; she can't control herself and moans loudly and uses vulgar language during sex. Which one is it, since I don't know Bingbing well, I can't make a definitive conclusion.

To be honest, Abao's penis isn't very big or long, but its color is very unique; it really looks like a white jade dildo. But he's incredibly tolerant. I feel that when they're having sex, Bingbing acts like a queen in front of Abao, not treating him like a boyfriend at all. From her words and actions, I feel like Bingbing is treating Abao like a sex slave.

But watching the stimulating scene and listening to Bingbing's lewd words, I suddenly felt that Abao was incredibly lucky. Being able to satisfy his desires under the tutelage of a queen like Bingbing was, in a way, a different kind of happiness, wasn't it?

I turned my head, and before I knew it, Xiaoyan had opened her eyes, raising her upper body to watch Bingbing and Abao's lewd act.

I was startled, but my lower body thrust harder than before. I didn't know how Xiaoyan would react if she discovered I had opened the door to watch her best friend's lewd act, but I knew that if Xiaoyan was enjoying myself, she might not react immediately.

"You...you bad guy! How...how did you open the door!"

Xiaoyan's voice was low, full of reproach.

"No, it opened automatically...um...is it comfortable, baby..."

Of course, I dared not admit that I had opened the door, so I increased the speed of my thrusts, hoping to make Xiaoyan feel even better.

"Liar! Oh...uh...ah...so...so good...you...you perverted big bad wolf! Waaah..."

Xiaoyan's moans were even whimpering from my fucking.

My pride soared, and I sped up, tightening my ass and pounding my throbbing cock all the way into Xiaoyan's wet, hot vagina with each thrust. The "squelching" sounds of my thrusting echoed throughout the small bathroom.

Xiao Yan opened her dazed eyes wide, staring intently into mine, moaning softly in rhythm with my thrusts. Her expression seemed to have forgotten the open door; her flushed cheeks and the beads of sweat slowly seeping from her rapidly flaring nostrils suggested my strategy of distracting her was working.

I felt a surge of triumph, leaning down to take her slightly parted, pink lips, which were still breathing warm, beer-smelling air from my ministrations, into my mouth. My tongue explored her mouth. Xiao Yan's tongue was pressed against her palate, while mine reached the junction of her jaw and tongue. As my tongue roamed and teased that spot, Xiao Yan's senses were once again heightened. I could clearly feel Xiao Yan's vaginal sphincter begin to twitch intermittently, clinging tightly to my shaft, contracting and convulsing.

I ignored the increasingly tight gripping sensation and continued thrusting rapidly and forcefully inside her gushing vagina, though I had already turned my head and was now peeking at Bingbing and Abao outside the bathroom.

A glance left me bewildered. What bewildered me was that Bingbing was facing us.

She and Abao had switched positions—Abao was lying on the coffee table, and Bingbing was sitting on top of him, her hands supporting her upper body on either side, her feet covering Abao's face.

Bingbing's stockings were disheveled, no longer clinging tightly to her fair, delicate skin, but this dishevelment only made them more alluring and sexy. I could see Abao straining his neck, diligently sniffing and licking Bingbing's silk-stockinged feet, which were brimming with the rhythm of footsteps, while vigorously thrusting his lower body in sync with Bingbing's movements, his penis sliding in and out of her vagina, which was pressed tightly against his own.

Bingbing's head, with its loose hair, swayed rhythmically, and her slightly tilted upper body was finally fully revealed before my eyes. The corset-style bra was indeed a front-fastening style, but it was different from the ones I had seen on the internet before.

The one Bingbing was wearing wasn't a full-coverage bra; it only had about a third of the cup size at the chest area, barely enough to support Bingbing's round and full breasts. At this moment, half of the bra's drawstring had been untied, and Bingbing's full breasts were fully exposed before me, bouncing and swaying with her and Abao's movements.

My God, I never imagined that Bingbing, who looks so thin, would have such round and full breasts. She must take excellent care of them; they showed no signs of sagging. The high, rosy nipples shimmered with a dazzling, sexy glow under the changing lights.

Bingbing had a half-smile on her face, her eyes filled with a seductive allure. The charm and wantonness in her eyes made my mouth dry and my heart race.

I don't know if she had already noticed the bathroom door was open, so she deliberately changed her position to face this way. But I could see the usual cold arrogance in Bingbing's eyes, yet her lips were upturned. She moved her body, letting the penis inside her rub against her vagina, enjoying the caresses of Abao's tongue on her legs, while watching me stand in front of the sink, carrying Xiaoyan's legs and thrusting vigorously inside her.

I looked at Bingbing and the others; Bingbing was looking at us too.

It was the first time someone had watched me have sex, and by such a sexy and beautiful woman no less. Surprisingly, I didn't feel embarrassed; instead, I became even more excited. I straightened up, cupped Xiaoyan's right foot to my lips, and pushed her left leg forward to her chest. I made this position instinctively, but I discovered its advantage—Xiaoyan couldn't easily lift her head, and her view was blocked by her knee; she wouldn't immediately notice Bingbing watching our lovemaking from the coffee table outside. Moreover, Bingbing could see my penis moving in and out of Xiaoyan's vagina.

Sure enough, after assuming this position, kissing Xiaoyan's right foot, I continued thrusting. I saw Bingbing smile. She was indeed enjoying the pleasure Abao was giving her while watching the pleasure between me and her best friend Xiaoyan.

My blood was boiling, and I began to thrust into Xiaoyan's vagina with increasing force. Xiaoyan finally couldn't withstand my rapid and powerful thrusts, and her moans grew louder.

"Ah...you big bad wolf...you...you're going to fuck me to death! Fuck...fuck me to death..." "I'm going to fuck you to death, fuck you to death, you slut...you cunt!"

I raised my voice, but I deliberately emphasized the word "slut," so Bingbing could hear it. This word perfectly matched what she had told Abao before—that she was a slut.

"Waaah...oh...you...you're too strong...I love you...I love you...you...you big bad wolf...fuck me, fuck me to death...fuck me to death, you slut...ah..."

Xiaoyan arched her neck, rubbing her left knee against her already erect nipples, moaning loudly.

"I'll fuck you to death...fuck you to death, you slut!"

I roared, my gaze shifting to Bingbing, who was watching me.

My thrusts became increasingly forceful, each time almost pulling my entire black cock out of Xiaoyan's dripping vagina before shoving it back in. I wanted Bingbing to see my cock, much longer and thicker than Abao's. I wanted her to see how I used my cock to fuck her best friend.

"Do you like me licking your feet?"

I asked Xiaoyan, looking at Bingbing, opening my mouth and taking Xiaoyan's delicate toes, encased in black stockings, into my mouth, breathing deeply. The unique scent of two girls' feet was still strong, and at this moment, this strange scent and strange scene only made me last longer.

Bingbing watched my every move, her expression becoming increasingly ambiguous. Suddenly, I saw Bingbing lean back abruptly. I was startled, thinking she had lost her balance and was about to fall off Abao, and I almost cried out. But in an instant, Bingbing sat up straight, holding a shoe in her hand. It was Xiaoyan's high heel.

I breathed a sigh of relief, my eyes fixed on Bingbing, as I continued to lick Xiaoyan's silk-stockinged feet, which were already wet with my saliva. Right in front of Bingbing, I carefully licked every inch of Xiaoyan's feet, from ankle to heel, from heel to sole…

Bingbing's pretty face was flushed, her eyes almost overflowing with desire, and I could see her body trembling slightly.

"Is she about to climax?"

I wondered, but Bingbing's actions denied my guess.

"Darling, do you want me to lick you?"

Bingbing stopped moving her body, her vagina still holding Abao's penis, and sat still, leaning down to wave the shoe in her hand in front of Abao.

"No, I want to lick your shoe, lick your feet~" Abao stammered, but Bingbing had already flipped the shoe over and placed it over Abao's nose.

"Don't pretend, you stinky man. I know you also like the smell of Xiaoyan's feet. Here... this is the one you didn't lick before, the smell is still very strong, hehehe..."

Bingbing said, her tone commanding like a queen speaking to her foot slave.

I was a little dumbfounded, but also incredibly excited. My girlfriend's shoes were about to be licked and smelled by her best friend's boyfriend at her best friend's command—how exciting was that?

I don't know if Abao was really listening to Bingbing, or if it was driven by his own fervent foot fetish, but I saw Abao finally hold one of Bingbing's silk-stockinged feet, which he had already licked until it was wet, in one hand, and with the other hand, he picked up Xiaoyan's shoe, which he hadn't licked and smelled before, and brought them both to his nose.

As I watched Abao obsessively sniffing Bingbing's silk-stockinged feet while simultaneously playing with and licking the midriff of the high heels that had recently been on my girlfriend's feet, I realized it felt like a dream. How could the scenes these foot fetishists often fantasize about suddenly become real?

My penis grew harder and harder, so hard it hurt, as if it were about to burst.

My penis must have been incredibly hot, hot enough to make Xiaoyan, already warm and moist, unable to withstand my vigorous thrusts.

I felt my face flush and my whole body burning. Watching Abao lick his girlfriend's shoes amidst Bingbing's playful expression, and her gaze as she watched my thick, black penis thrusting into Xiaoyan's vagina... My teeth began to forcefully tear at the already soaked stockings covering Xiaoyan's jade-like feet. A few soft "crackling" sounds were heard as the stockings, which Xiaoyan was wearing for the first time that evening, ripped open under my forceful bites. Xiaoyan's pink, translucent big toe poked out from the gap.

"You...you're tearing my stockings...ah...you're so hot...it's burning me...you're so fierce tonight! I love you...I love your big cock so much!"

Xiaoyan was unaware that Bingbing and I were exchanging ambiguous glances; she only felt waves of pleasure rising in her lower body. In those few minutes, I realized Xiaoyan had already orgasmed twice. Hot, wet fluids intermittently gushed from her vagina, which exuded a fleshy fragrance and the unique scent of a woman, with each rapid thrust of my penis. My thighs were already covered in the fluids she had sprayed out during her orgasms.

The unique scent of Bingbing's feet on Xiaoyan's silk-stockinged feet was fading. My tongue probed between her big toe and second toe, licking and curling. Xiaoyan's big toe moved and teased my tongue in my mouth.

I glanced sideways at Abao's tongue licking and curling inside Xiaoyan's shoe, and at Bingbing's silk-stockinged feet pressing against Abao's nose. I felt extremely anxious. I also wanted to smell and lick Bingbing's silk-stockinged feet. I loved that unique scent, that warm, sweet fragrance mixed with a sour, rotten smell.

I reached out and picked up the high heel that I had just placed in the sink, and brought it to my nose under Xiaoyan's strange gaze.

"You... what are you doing! You pervert! That's Bingbing's shoe, didn't you just... ah... didn't you already know?"

Xiaoyan questioned me as I thrust forcefully.

"Bingbing forced Abao to lick your shoe," I breathed heavily, leaning down and whispering to Xiaoyan.

"Ah! Bingbing... Bingbing... she's... she's perverted again! You... you... you're a pervert too! How... how did you know?"

I successfully diverted Xiaoyan's attention again. "Bingbing is so slutty... she was peeking at us through the crack in the door, and when she saw I noticed them, she specifically forced Abao to lick your shoes."

I took a deep breath, smelling the unique scent of Bingbing's feet inside her shoes.

"Pervert... pervert! You and Bingbing are both perverts! You deliberately opened the door for her to see, you... you think I didn't know?"

Xiaoyan was still angry, but her curiosity made her crane her neck to see what was happening outside.

“You’re a pervert too… You want to see Abao lick your shoes too, don’t you?”

I put Xiaoyan’s left leg on my right arm and lifted her head. “Look, Abao looks so infatuated… Our Xiaoyan’s shoes still smell of you, look how much Abao is obsessed.”

I became more and more excited. All morality was forgotten the moment I decided to open the bathroom door. All I could think about was satisfying my already excessive foot fetish and the desire to peek at Bingbing’s devilish figure.

“Oh… How embarrassing… Ah… Anfeng… Anfeng, I don’t want you to kiss Bingbing’s shoes, I don’t want… I don’t want you to kiss her shoes…”

Xiaoyan looked at Abao’s infatuated look outside the door, and at Bingbing’s conqueror’s smile looking at us inside. Her face turned even redder and her body became even hotter.

“But Abao is licking your shoes, wouldn’t I be at a disadvantage if I didn’t do something?”

I looked at Bingbing watching us from outside the door, stuck out my tongue, and licked the inside of the shoe’s heel in front of Bingbing and Xiaoyan’s shy expression…

“Oh…oh…how come you seem to have gotten bigger again? You’re such a pervert…being watched by others, kissing other people’s shoes makes it even thicker…ah…you’re fucking me to death…Anfeng…husband…you’re fucking me to death~” Xiaoyan’s moans grew louder and louder. I was sure Bingbing and Abao outside the door could hear it clearly, because I could see Abao’s neck tilted back, trying to use his head to brace against the coffee table and look at us upside down.

“Do you like it when I’m this thick? Do you like it when I fuck you like this…do you like it when I fuck you like this?”

I saw Bingbing getting more and more excited, and finally started thrusting on Abao again, her eyes wide open, with a kind of cold arrogance that attracted me, and a kind of fire that could only be seen through the coldness.

"I like it...I like it...I like your big cock fucking me...oh..."

Xiaoyan seemed to be getting into character, hooking her right arm around my neck and pulling herself up higher, almost hanging on me, watching Bingbing and Abao outside the door, their passion growing stronger.

Looking at the two sisters exchanging glances, a thought suddenly popped into my head: "Could it be that Xiaoyan and Bingbing have had sex with their boyfriends in front of each other before, like we're doing now? Bingbing's personality and behavior might indicate she's had a history of promiscuity, but could Xiaoyan have too?" "

So exciting, Xiaoyan, you're so incredibly horny tonight, I love you to death!"

I lifted Xiaoyan's buttocks, bobbing her up and down, making her already soaking wet vulva rise and fall against my lower abdomen. “Come on, look… look at how my big cock fucks your cunt…”

I said, straining to raise my lower body, my left arm clamping Xiaoyan’s right thigh, shrinking and pulling in my waist to show Xiaoyan my slick, monstrous cock, already covered in her juices, going in and out of her two engorged, red labia, which were tightly gripping my shaft. “Pervert! Pervert!… Exciting… ah… close the door, I… don’t want them to see us anymore… don’t want them to see us having sex anymore…”

Xiaoyan looked down at my thick, long black cock going in and out of her vulva, her voice growing louder and louder, but she also felt very embarrassed. Seeing that I was still licking and smelling Bingbing’s shoes, she glared at me fiercely, scolding me coquettishly, “Don’t kiss… don’t kiss Bingbing’s stinky shoes anymore! You can only kiss… mine!”

“Didn’t you say it was exciting too?”

I was reluctant to put down Bingbing’s shoes by my nose, and I was also reluctant to close the door. Honestly, licking and smelling my girlfriend's best friend's shoes in front of her, with her best friend watching us have sex nearby, felt incredibly exciting.

"Exciting my ass! You're a pervert! Bingbing... Bingbing too!"

Xiaoyan's voice was loud, almost crying from being fucked.

"Uh..."

I didn't know how to respond. Was Xiaoyan really not as lewd and wanton as I imagined?

Had I been misled by Xiaoyan's diary? "

My dick is bigger than Abao's, Bingbing must be so jealous of you.

" I picked up Xiaoyan, pressing my upper body tightly against her chest, and said in her ear like a complete idiot.

"So perverted... You're so... perverted... You and Bingbing are both big perverts!"

But her tone wasn't as angry and ashamed as before; instead, she was being coquettish. Xiaoyan really liked comparing herself to Bingbing in this regard, and my stupid remark had an unexpected effect.

"I am a pervert... If I weren't a pervert, would I kiss your feet and masturbate with your socks?"

I grinned, thinking that as long as I could lick and smell Bingbing's shoes at this moment, I was capable of anything, no matter how shameless.

"You're so hard tonight...you pervert! Those people like to smell Bingbing's feet, why don't you smell the real thing?"

Xiaoyan swayed her upper body, letting my penis slide in and out of her already numb vagina. Now she was controlling the rhythm, and I was just supporting her buttocks to keep her from losing her balance. Besides, my right hand was still holding Bingbing's shoes...although I wasn't licking them anymore, it felt pretty good to hold another girl's sexy high heels while making love with my girlfriend.

"No, I'm just getting revenge on her, getting revenge on her for letting Abao play with your shoes..."

Of course, I couldn't tell Xiaoyan my true thoughts.

"Pah... I don't believe you... Hmm... Husband... You're fucking me so hard tonight I feel like I'm flying... I'm flying... You tore my stockings, you have to pay me back..."

"Pay back? I'll buy ten pairs tomorrow... Hmm, a hundred pairs of even sexier stockings for you, so you can wear them and let me fuck you... so you can wear them and tease me... Oh... you little slut... you squirted again..."

I tried to stand up straight, but with the violent thrusting, I slowly lost my balance. I had to turn around, panting heavily. Just as I was about to step out the door with Xiaoyan in my arms and put her on the sofa, Xiaoyan suddenly blocked the door frame with her right hand and said coquettishly, "No... don't go out, right here, right... right here..."

I had to lean against the sink, holding Xiaoyan to steady myself, and continue thrusting. As soon as I stood up, Xiaoyan and I turned our heads at the same time to look outside the door, at the lewd scene between Bingbing and Abao.

Bingbing had stood up from Abao and was now standing on the marble coffee table. Only now could I fully see Bingbing's body; her figure was truly amazing. Her breasts were full and round, and below them was a slender, willow-like waist. The front clasp of her corset was now completely undone, and even without the support of the corset, her breasts remained high and erect, showing no sign of sagging. Her hips, however, had a smooth, exaggerated curve at the narrowest part of her taut waist, creating a large S-shape from the front, back, and sides. What fascinated me most was her distinctly Western figure—long legs and a short torso—completely different from the average Asian woman's proportionate upper and lower body.

Although Xiaoyan also had a good figure and long legs, seeing Bingbing standing on the coffee table, I couldn't help but secretly marvel and feel quite envious of Abao's good fortune.

Xiaoyan's diary was right; Bingbing was indeed a bald woman. Moreover, her skin was truly beautiful, crystal clear and snow-white. The blush brought on by passion only enhanced her charming sexiness. Her white corset was open on both sides, revealing a pair of long, straight, jade-like legs clad in wrinkled, wide-brimmed black stockings, the disheveled look exuding a captivating and alluring sexiness. A red ribbon chain adorned her slender waist, seemingly decorated with small jade pendants. It was a perfectly harmonious blend of Chinese and Western styles.

"What are you looking at? Your eyes are practically bulging out! Humph!"

Xiaoyan increased the intensity of her movements against me, venting her dissatisfaction.

"Nothing, I'm looking at Abao. Look, his penis isn't as big as mine, is it?"

I said softly, making sure the two people outside couldn't hear.

"Who would believe you looking at another man... Tell me, is Bingbing prettier or am I prettier?"

Xiaoyan, of course, knew I wasn't looking at Abao, her tone dripping with jealousy.

"Of course, our little Yanyan is the prettiest. Your figure is perfect, big in the right places and small in the right places, and your feet are the most beautiful I've ever seen."

I complimented Yanyan, watching Bingbing, who was standing on the coffee table, use her silk-stockinged feet to tease Abao's limp, white jade-like penis, which was lying on the coffee table, as she vigorously thrust into Yanyan. "Abao seems to have already ejaculated... Look, isn't his penis strange? It's not as big as mine, is it?"

"Yeah, Abao's... how come it's so white... unlike... unlike yours... like a black iron rod... um... you... what are you doing, why are you using so much force... you're fucking me to death..."

"I want Bingbing to know what a great boyfriend you found..."

I looked at Bingbing, who was looking at us, her expression seemingly annoyed by Abao's lack of effort. I lifted Yanyan even more vigorously, demonstrating by thrusting my still-hard penis into Yanyan's vagina.

"Bingbing is so perverted... stepping on Abao..."

Yanyan was already somewhat delirious from my thrusting, and what should have been a private conversation between the two of them turned into a loud one.

“I’m a pervert! Aren’t you?”

Bingbing spoke up at this moment. We two couples could no longer pretend we weren’t paying attention to each other; we couldn’t keep turning a blind eye.

“I’m not a pervert… but… but Anfeng is a pervert too. He fucks me so well…”

Xiaoyan blurted out reflexively, only realizing afterward that she couldn’t pretend anymore. Her face turned bright red, as if it were about to bleed.

“You’re so lucky… I wonder where you found a pervert like Anfeng. Is it especially enjoyable to have sex with a pervert?”

Bingbing laughed, kneeling down beside Abao, looking down at Xiaoyan and me, one hand beginning to tease Abao’s half-erect penis.

“Ah… having sex with Anfeng is the best… I love him to death…”

Xiaoyan moaned loudly, as if Abao were invisible.

"Tch... I think he's nothing special. Anfeng is definitely not as perverted as my Abao. I like having sex with perverted men, I like that exciting feeling."

Bingbing snorted, leaned down and kissed Abao, saying, "My Abao may have ejaculated now, but he can get hard again in ten minutes at most and make me feel good..." "Anfeng... Anfeng can too... but... but he can make me feel like I'm in heaven in one go... Oh... Anfeng, you made me pee again... You're really fierce tonight..."

Xiaoyan moaned, her body trembling. I could feel a stream of hot liquid gushing out from above Xiaoyan's vulva, spraying onto my lower abdomen... "

Waaah... So embarrassing... You made me pee again..."

In front of Abao and Bingbing, Xiaoyan, who was initially angry when she realized I had opened the door, was now completely uninhibited, even more unrestrained than when we were alone together. My doubts grew stronger—could Xiaoyan and Bingbing's relationship be more intimate than I imagined? Was this Xiaoyan's first time having sex in front of someone else, like me?

“Slut…I know you’ll do this when you orgasm, it’s really tough on Anfeng…hehe…”

Bingbing laughed, leaning down, “Abao, don’t embarrass yourself in front of Anfeng, hurry up and get hard, don’t just let Xiaoyan enjoy it alone, I want to enjoy it too, I want you to fuck me until I fly…”

“Uh…you know I can get hard quickly, come on, baby…lick me and I can make you fly again right away…”

Abao panted heavily, turning his head to look at us.

Amid Xiaoyan’s shameful moans, her urine continued to spray intermittently from her urethra. Xiaoyan would spray urine every time she reached the peak of orgasm, I was used to it, but last night I read her diary and learned that the first time she reached such an extreme was in the stairwell of that projection room, when she was fucked to that orgasm by a man she had just met and who had taken her body.

I was very excited. After all, I wasn't any worse than A-Bao in her diary. Maybe the enormous penis she described in her diary was just an illusion she had when she first saw such a big penis.

While I was indulging in my self-admiration, I glanced at Bingbing and saw that she had already knelt down beside A-Bao and lowered her head to take A-Bao's white penis into her mouth.

Abao's penis had slowly regained its vitality under Bingbing's sucking. While Bingbing was sucking Abao's penis, her left hand would occasionally brush away the stray hairs by her left ear. Seeing her pretty little face revealed by her hand, and looking at her cheeks that rose and fell, I could feel how hard she was trying, wanting Abao's penis to quickly become erect so she could continue to soothe her lonely and thirsty body.

Xiaoyan was already a little tired after her orgasm, limply hanging on me, her chin resting on my shoulder. As I slowed my thrusting, Xiaoyan whispered to me, "You're still the best... Look... Even when Abao is hard, he's not as big as yours."

"You know you've struck gold, right? Wasn't I especially fierce today?"

I said proudly.

"Pah, who considers you a treasure? But... but... you really were especially fierce today... I'm almost being fucked to death by you..."

Xiaoyan said sweetly, kissing my face.

“Look, Bingbing is so good at licking dicks…”

I turned my head to look at Bingbing. By this time, Bingbing had completely aroused Abao’s penis. Although Abao’s penis wasn’t very thick, big, or long, its unique color was really eye-catching in this environment.

“Hmph! You’re not allowed to say Bingbing is good!”

Xiaoyan opened her mouth and bit my earlobe. I cried out, which made Bingbing look up at me.

Seeing Xiaoyan and me being so intimate, Bingbing just smiled faintly and watched as I lowered my head and began to lick Abao’s bright red glans with her sexy and nimble tongue. I gasped and my body involuntarily shivered—this was the first time I had ever seen another woman giving her boyfriend oral sex in person.

Bingbing's tongue was incredibly agile, her eyes alluring and seductive. Her small, cherry-like mouth occasionally revealed her pearly white teeth, but what attracted me most was her tongue. Watching that pink tongue skillfully lick and caress Abao's fiery red glans, my inner heat surged once more.

I dropped Bingbing's shoe, which I had been holding in my right hand, and, supporting Xiaoyan's soft buttocks as she sat on my lower abdomen, began to thrust my hips faster.

"Mmm...mmm...you bad boy, I'm going to be fucked to death tonight! What...what did you see again..."

Xiaoyan opened her eyes and looked at Bingbing. "You bad boy...big bad wolf, I knew you were looking at Bingbing! You...you're going to fuck me to death!"

"Bingbing's tongue is so long..."

I watched Bingbing's tongue skillfully lick and caress Abao's penis, and couldn't help but admire it. This feeling was completely different from the feeling I had when watching porn with Xiaoyan and having sex at the same time. This feeling was so real and so stimulating.

"Then go find her...you big bad wolf!"

Xiaoyan's voice turned fierce again.

"I have you, that's enough. But watching Bingbing and Abao isn't a big deal, it's not like we haven't tried watching porn while having sex before."

I quickly tried to justify myself.

"Is that the same as this?!"

Xiaoyan turned around and looked at me, scolding me fiercely. Although her tone was fierce, I could tell that Xiaoyan wasn't really angry.

Bingbing and Abao didn't say anything. Abao kept watching me as I hugged Xiaoyan and moved my lower body. Bingbing was also looking at us, but I always felt that Bingbing's eyes were strange, ambiguous and full of provocation. I always felt that she was just looking at me...maybe it was just my wishful thinking.

Bingbing licked and teased for a while until Abao's penis was fully erect. Bingbing began to suck on the jade-like penis with her small mouth. Xiaoyan was also mesmerized, her upper body swaying as she whispered in my ear, "Abao's...it's really strange, so white..."

"What's strange about Abao's?"

I didn't turn my head, my eyes fixed on Bingbing's lewd oral sex performance.

"It's that...you're so annoying!"

Xiaoyan bit me again, but while I pretended to be confused, she still said what that thing was, "I'm talking about Abao's penis!"

"I told you it's strange, but you didn't believe me..."

Bingbing then began to swallow Abao's penis, her left hand holding a strand of hair by her ear, her right hand kneading Abao's scrotum, her head bobbing up and down, looking incredibly beautiful and alluring.

"Hmph! I didn't say I didn't believe you...but aren't you jealous when I see other men's penises?"

Xiaoyan suddenly asked.

"Of course I'm jealous, but just look, don't even think about it... or I'll fuck you to death!"

I watched Bingbing swallow more and more, and more than half of A Bao's penis was already inside her sexy little mouth.

"I do want it, I do want it... I want you to fuck me to death..."

Xiaoyan kissed my earlobe, "When you see Bingbing, do you think about her?"

"Yes, but I only want to touch her feet... kiss her feet... I don't want anything else, I can get everything else from you..."

"You stinky man! You pervert! Didn't you say my feet are prettier than hers? Why do you still want to touch hers and kiss hers?"

Xiaoyan squeezed my waist tightly with her legs, feeling my penis seem to get harder, "Why are you so hard tonight..."

It turned out that Bingbing had completely taken A Bao's penis into her mouth, and I was both jealous and envious. Deep throating has always been what I most want Xiaoyan to do for me, but every time Xiaoyan can't take my penis in completely, which is a regret.

Although Abao's penis wasn't as thick and long as mine, it was still about fifteen or sixteen centimeters long. Watching Bingbing swallow effortlessly, I knew that even if it were mine, Bingbing could easily fit it all into her mouth. Watching Bingbing slowly rise and fall, her sexy cherry lips tightly sucking on Abao's penis shaft, slowly retreating to the glans before lowering her head to completely swallow it, my jealousy was about to explode.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

Xiaoyan looked at me, then turned to look at Bingbing. "You bad boy!"

Xiaoyan bit my earlobe. "Don't look...don't look...don't think about Bingbing, I want you to fuck me..."

Saying this, she raised her hand, leaned back, and grabbed the bathroom door. With a "bang," Bingbing and Abao were finally completely blocked outside by the bathroom door.

I snapped out of my daze, my mind filled with Bingbing's suggestive and teasing gaze, and the image of her deep-throating Abao's penis. I roared, turned around with Xiaoyan in my arms, and put her down. I bent her waist, making her lean against the wall for support. Looking at my throbbing, thicker, and wet penis than ever before, the lust in my head was unbearable. I barely needed to hold her; my penis had already found Xiaoyan's slightly swollen and wet vaginal opening. I held Xiaoyan's slender waist with both hands and began to release my desire and dissatisfaction inside her without any tenderness.

I didn't think about opening the door to spy on Bingbing and Abao anymore. Although the idea of debauchery had appeared in my mind countless times, I had never thought that I would encounter it, nor that I would try it. Although I really wanted to manipulate Bingbing, to lick and play with her jade feet, and to have her give me a deep throat, I still had a bottom line in my heart. After all, she was Xiaoyan's best friend...

Xiaoyan raised her head and looked blankly at the image reflected in the mirror in front of the sink. I was already covered in sweat. I raised my right hand and slapped Xiaoyan's already reddened snow buttocks. With each slap, the "slap slap slap" sound made Xiaoyan's soul-stirring moans become more and more wanton and lewd.

Bingbing's queenly aura just now fueled the fire within me that had been building up all day. Now, unable to see Bingbing and Abao's sex act outside the door, I could only use Xiaoyan's body to vent my lust.

Watching Xiaoyan grow increasingly red, her swollen labia tightly gripping my large penis, my ridges had almost emptied the honeyed juices from her vagina. I even felt a slight astringency, yet the area around Xiaoyan's labia was already covered in white fluid. Xiaoyan trembled in waves as I slapped her, trying her best to continue swallowing my dark penis with her vagina.

"I...it hurts..."

Xiaoyan turned her hand over and pushed against my lower abdomen, stopping me from continuing to thrust into her forcefully.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

I sneered, suddenly filled with a vengeful pleasure. "

Who told you to close the door? Who told you to write those lewd sex diaries?"

I roared inwardly, not slowing down, but instead thrusting even deeper into Xiaoyan's vagina.

"Ugh... Waaah... You... You pervert... You're too strong tonight... I... I'm going to die... Ah..."

Xiaoyan screamed, spreading her legs and holding her lower body in a position only by my penis.

"I've been holding back all day... I have to cum now..."

I said, reaching my hands to her pelvis and lifting her buttocks. Xiaoyan's right buttock was already red from my slaps, and seeing that striking red patch on her snow-white skin, I became even more excited. "Don't you like excitement... like rougher sex? I'll satisfy you tonight... make you remember tonight for the rest of your life."

After saying that, I continued to maintain the deep thrusting.

"I...how could I forget...you pervert, this morning...this morning you did this to me in the shop's cleaning...restroom...and now it's happening again in the restroom...and in front of...in front of Bingbing...oh...you damn pervert...you filthy scoundrel...why is your stinky dick getting harder and harder...oh..."

Although Xiaoyan was crying out in pain, I saw a strange light on her face, a light that I only ever saw when I was extremely satisfied with her. But this time, there was something else in that light, a mixture of excitement and a touch of humiliated shyness.

"You're screaming so loudly, aren't you afraid Bingbing and the others will hear?"

I thrust my right thumb into her anus, which was warm, soft, and moist. At this moment, it seemed like a better outlet than her vagina. "

I'm going to fuck your ass, your pussy is so dry, it hurts a little from rubbing."

"Pervert...pervert..."

Xiaoyan turned to look at me, "I want Bingbing to hear this...to let her know how amazing you are...come on...you pervert...fuck me, fuck me however you want...Xiaoyan is yours tonight, fuck me to death..."

I grinned, then suddenly remembered something and said, "I'll go get a condom, my glans seems a little sore, it might not be good to put it in your ass..."

As soon as I finished speaking, I pulled out my swollen penis from excessive friction and reached for the bathroom door.

"Where are you going to get a condom? Ah...what are you up to now? No, you're not allowed to ask Bingbing for one..."

Xiaoyan shouted.

I picked up a piece of clothing to cover my throbbing penis, grinned wickedly, ignored Xiaoyan and walked out.

Xiaoyan straightened her clothes slightly, barely concealing her revealing outfit, and stood by the door calling to me, "Take it, and come back right away!"

I nodded, my erect penis throbbing with each beat of my heart. I smelled a lewd, musky odor emanating from the clothes covering my penis; it must be the ring of white semen around the base of my penis… that white semen emitted the unique odor of male and female genitalia. I walked towards Bingbing and Abao, who had moved to the sofa.

Bingbing lay back on the sofa, her legs, clad in black stockings, raised high and draped over Abao's waist. Abao was kneeling between her legs, his firm buttocks thrusting back and forth. Bingbing's enchanting moans finally reached my ears again.

“You stinky man! You dead man…you…you embarrassed me so much tonight…Anfeng didn’t even ejaculate once…you…you ejaculated twice…you…useless bastard!”

“Anfeng must have taken drugs…If I took drugs, I wouldn’t be…I wouldn’t be any worse than him…Bingbing, my darling, I’m willing to die for you…If you’re not satisfied, I’ll take drugs to satisfy you.”

“Taking drugs…even if you took drugs, you might not be as good as him…ah…you…you move faster…fuck me, fuck my cunt to pieces…oh…uh…husband…husband…harder…”

Listening to Bingbing’s moans, sometimes scolding and sometimes affectionate, I realized that Bingbing was definitely a girl with multiple personalities, and in bed, compared to Xiaoyan, her sluttyness was different, but she had a different style.

It wasn't until I walked up to the two people locked in their passionate embrace on the sofa that Bingbing noticed me. "Ah...you...what are you doing here?"

Abao seemed startled, stopping his thrusting and turning to look at me. I quickly turned away, awkwardly nodding to him, only showing him my back. I didn't want a man to see my naked body. If it were Bingbing, I would definitely show off my dark, hard penis.

Although I turned away, the clothes covering my crotch still revealed my embarrassment. The clothes were basically hanging on my penis, but my recently shaved pubic area was completely exposed to their view.

"Ahem...I, I came to get a condom...Auntie Xiaoyan's period is coming soon, it's not safe to ejaculate inside."

I made up an excuse, avoiding eye contact with them, keeping my head down. But in my sight, Bingbing's long, straight, black-stockinged legs were still wrapped around Abao's waist.

"Hehe... You know it's not safe, huh? I thought you were planning to get Da Yan pregnant before getting married.

" A Bao laughed, his movements becoming rhythmic again. He didn't seem embarrassed at all; it seemed like this wasn't the first time he and Bing Bing had made love in front of others.

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