[Xiao Ming's Blissful Sexual Life: Mature Women in Stockings] (01-03) Author: kur10

Author: kur10
Word Count: 20195

(I)

One cold winter morning, the sky was still pitch black at six o'clock. Liu Lifang had already gotten up. In the south, there was no heating
indoors , and the temperature was still very low. Liu Lifang wore thick clothes, but only a pair of thin
, black, transparent crystal short stockings on her feet.

Liu Lifang was a teacher at Huashan Middle School, in her early fifties, of medium build, with an ordinary appearance and
conservative . Everything about her seemed like that of an ordinary middle-aged woman. If one had to find something special about her, it would be that she
wore very thin short stockings all year round, mostly black, and always with single-layer shoes.

Wang Ming was a student in Liu Lifang's class. He was very smart and had a great business sense. Although he was only a
high school student, he had already made a lot of money using a stock account opened by his family. In his second year of high school, he had earned a considerable amount in the stock market
, paid off the principal he had borrowed from his family, and still had over ten thousand yuan in his hands, making him the richest person in his class.
However, he disliked studying and often skipped classes. Despite his intelligence, his grades remained
average even without attending many classes.

Liu Lifang disliked this student intensely and frequently picked fights with him, much to Wang Ming's chagrin.

Logically, there were many students in the class who were worse at studying and skipped classes more often than him, so why was
he ?

Wang Ming couldn't understand it at first; there were only a few others in the class who were being targeted by Liu Lifang for the same reason.
This made Wang Ming extremely resentful of Liu Lifang.

Wang Ming had a peculiar fetish: he was particularly fond of women's feet in stockings. Being in puberty, he would become completely captivated whenever he saw beautiful feet in stockings on
the street , wanting nothing more than to rush up and lick them.

Today was Liu Lifang's class. During class, Liu Lifang assigned homework and then sat behind the podium. As she sat down,
her trouser leg was naturally slightly pulled up, revealing her ankles encased in black stockings. Wang Ming,
watching , was completely dazed. He swallowed hard, muttering to himself, "Damn, this old woman is so slutty.
Wearing such thin stockings in this cold weather, I really want to pounce on her, grab her stinky black stockinged feet, and lick them while fucking her cunt
. She's always picking on me, I'm going to find a way to fuck her, and not just fuck her, but
humiliate her badly." His desire was unbearable, and his hand unconsciously went into his pocket, fiddling with
his already hard penis. Looking at the exposed black stockings and the wrinkles created by her foot movements,
Wang Ming excitedly increased the speed of his masturbation, completing a pleasurable masturbation session right there in class.

Wang Ming was restless when he got home from school, still thinking about his old slut's black stockings. Lying in bed that night,
he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He took out a pair of stockings he'd stolen from his classmate's mother's house the previous week
, pulled one over his penis, and held the other to his nose, sniffing it intensely. Speaking of his classmate, Li Zhen's mother was also a
slut, over 40 years old, who dressed flamboyantly every day to go square dancing. She had a drawer full of stockings at home, but
Wang Ming didn't dare take any. He gave his classmate a few dozen yuan to go out and buy snacks, and took the opportunity to steal a pair of unwashed
, raw, flesh-colored stockings. The stockings had probably been worn for a while; they were already ripped and had small holes. The smell was a faint
mixture of sweat and leather. After all, square dancing makes your feet sweat a lot.

Wang Ming fantasized about Liu Lifang's short black stockings, imagining holding her smelly black stockings, smelling, sucking,
licking, and biting them, slapping her while having sex with her. His hand rapidly stroked his stocking-covered penis. That night, Wang Ming
ejaculated three times, and again the next morning. However, he never ejaculated on the stockings; after all, he only had one pair, and once it was gone,
it was gone. Wang Ming had no interest in the new stockings in the store; what he wanted most were the original ones, but unfortunately,
he had no chance to steal them. After getting up, Wang Ming put the stockings on his penis, tying
a to prevent it from slipping down, intending to enjoy the thrill of going to class wearing stockings.

Arriving at school, Wang Ming, already uninterested in class, became even more distracted by the thought of Liu Lifang's black stockings
, fantasizing about whether those black stockings smelled bad, were sour, or smelled good. After finishing his computer
class , Wang Ming sneaked into a small cubicle to sleep while the teacher and classmates weren't looking. He'd masturbated three times the night before,
leaving him barely awake, so he decided to skip class and sleep in the computer lab until the next class.

The lab was still warm from the heating being turned on, a welcome relief from the cold classroom.

Half-asleep in his cubicle, Wang Ming heard
voices coming from the computer control room. He quickly got up and tiptoed to the window. This cubicle shared
a , usually with the curtains drawn. He quietly pulled a crack and peeked inside. He saw Liu Lifang and
the vice-principal in the computer lab. To Wang Ming's astonishment, the two were very intimate. The vice-principal was embracing
Liu Lifang , his hands inside her pants, kneading and squeezing her buttocks. Liu Lifang seemed to be enjoying the vice
-principal's rough hands.

The vice-principal, while grabbing her, said, "I've missed you so much, you old slut! Your buttocks, even at 50,
are as elastic as a 20-year-old girl's." He continued to grope her inside her pants.

Liu Lifang, her eyes filled with seductive allure, touched the vice-principal's genitals through his pants, saying, "Of course! My family
has a lineage of famous traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. We've practiced family health-preserving exercises since childhood, which maintain cell vitality,
body flexibility, and elasticity. My grandmother could still do the splits and backbends at 80!" Then, with a hint of sadness, she added,
"It's a pity this exercise can't be practiced on the face, otherwise, I wouldn't have so many wrinkles."

Wang Ming stared at Liu Lifang's seductive expression, dumbfounded. This old woman was usually very serious,
rarely smiling , and extremely stern, known by the students as the fiercest teacher in the entire school. Moreover, she had an ordinary appearance, and aside from
wearing short stockings year-round, her clothing was always very ordinary and conservative, typical of an old woman. She rarely wore skirts in the summer, and long stockings
were a rare sight; the few times she did wear them, they were clearly old-fashioned styles. I never imagined she'd be
having an affair with the vice-principal in private, and being so promiscuous.

At that moment, Liu Lifang had already knelt down and started licking and sucking the vice-principal's penis. Wang
Ming, snapping out of his daze, quickly pulled out his phone to record. Zooming in, he could see even more clearly that Liu Lifang's sucking and licking
rhythm was precise; she was definitely a master of oral sex, no less than a professional prostitute. The vice-principal's expression was one of utter
ecstasy, and he unconsciously let out low moans of pleasure.

Liu Lifang reached one hand into her pants, and Wang Ming could clearly see through the fabric that the old
slut was fiddling with her genitals. The vice-principal enjoyed himself for a moment, then picked Liu Lifang up and laid her flat on a table. He
roughly pulled off her pants, then shoved his penis into her mouth, fiddling with her
genitals with one hand and pressing her head down with the other.

Liu Lifang became aroused, her body writhing like a snake, her black-stockinged feet swaying incessantly. Wang Ming's focus
was on those black-stockinged feet; his penis was already angrily erect, so he had to hold his phone in one hand and
masturbate his stockinged penis with the other. After being held captive by the vice-principal for several minutes, Liu Lifang suddenly straightened her legs
, her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure, and cried out, "Faster, faster, faster, I'm coming! Give it to me, give it
to me, I'm coming!"

The vice-principal quickened the pace of his fingers inside the old slut's cunt, and Wang Ming saw a gush of liquid spurt out.
The old slut cried out, "Ah..." After about ten seconds, the old slut stopped crying out, her straightened legs limply
lowered , her body still twitching intermittently, her eyes tightly closed, as if she had been electrocuted and passed out.

The vice-principal leered as he withdrew his fingers and put them in Liu Lifang's mouth. Liu Lifang, with her eyes closed, unconsciously
sucked on the vice-principal's fingers and penis.

Wang Ming licked his lips, swallowed hard, and thought, "I never expected that such
an ordinary old woman would be such a stunner who can squirt. If I fucked her once, wouldn't I be fucking
heaven ?"

The vice-principal looked at Liu Lifang, whose eyes were open but who was still weak, and said, "This time, you do it yourself
. I want to see you piss yourself." Liu Lifang looked at the vice-principal with a resentful yet seductive expression: "You're so bad."

Hearing this, Wang Ming
almost froze, looking at Liu Lifang's 50-year-old face making the coquettish expression of a 20-year-old girl. He thought to himself, this is truly a stunner old woman. Even if I fucked her ten times in one night, it wouldn't be enough.

Liu Lifang was sucking the vice-principal's old penis with all her might, and her hands had already started to rub her cunt. First, she stroked her
clitoris, and then she inserted two fingers into her vagina and started to rub it. The frequency gradually increased, and she began to
moan . Because she had a penis in her mouth, the moans were indistinct and low, almost like crying. Her two black-stockinged feet were also
rubbing against each other. Today, Liu Lifang was wearing a pair of ultra-thin, sheer black crystal short stockings with transparent toes. She had
small feet, probably size 35, with a very beautiful shape; the lines of her arch, instep, and ankle were all exquisite. It seems God is fair to everyone
; Liu Lifang's looks and figure were average, but her feet were exceptionally beautiful.

Wang Ming, a stocking fetishist, almost lost control when he saw the old slut rubbing her black stockinged feet together.
He wanted nothing more to punch the vice-principal, grab those feet, and lick them relentlessly. Then he'd thrust his penis into her wet, horny pussy and fuck

her for an hour.

Liu Lifang was about to have her second orgasm. Her sheer black stockings were stretched taut, her fingers rapidly manipulating
her pussy. A few seconds later, accompanied by a long moan, she lost control and gushed again, then collapsed onto
the table, her eyes rolling back, drool dripping from her mouth. Not only was her lower mouth incontinent, but her upper mouth was too
. The orgasm was so intense that all her muscles and nerves had lost control.

As Liu Lifang climaxed, the vice principal quickly brought his mouth to her vulva, opening it to catch the fluids and
swallowing them greedily, smacking his lips as if drinking nectar.

Wang Ming was repeatedly shocked today, muttering to himself, "I'm truly impressed by this bald guy. I
never imagined this seemingly respectable man would have such a heavy taste. He drinks the fluids of a 50-year-old slut with such
relish ; my fetish for women's stinky feet is child's play compared to his."

Vice Principal Zheng Anping, about the same age as Liu Lifang, was bald and overweight . He was usually
kind and approachable to students, the complete opposite of Liu Lifang's stern and unsmiling demeanor. Therefore, he was quite popular with the students. When he spoke or gave reports, he was always upright and dignified, a true gentleman. It seems everyone has a devil hidden
inside . 　　After finishing the old slut's juices, Vice Principal Zheng Anping stood up, embraced Liu Lifang, and began kissing her , mumbling, "You slut, how does your own juices taste?" Liu Lifang made muffled sounds, seemingly responding to Zheng Anping. Their kiss grew increasingly intense, eventually developing into a French kiss. 　　Liu Lifang grabbed Zheng Anping's penis and guided it to her entrance, saying, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me now." Zheng Anping thrust forward, easily plunging into her like a knife through butter, and began piston-like movements. Zheng Anping's penis wasn't long, only about twelve or thirteen centimeters, but it was quite thick; however, being over fifty, its hardness was definitely insufficient. 　　The moment Zheng Anping penetrated, Liu Lifang let out a long, satisfied moan. Zheng Anping began thrusting with three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, and Liu Lifang clung to him, moaning softly. 　　While Zheng Anping was having sex with her, he asked, "You slut, is it good? It's been 　　half a month since I've fucked you, hasn't it?" Liu Lifang groaned, "It's all because of that deadbeat of mine. He's going to stay home for a month this time, hogging the toilet without doing anything. I've been so pent up for the past two weeks, ah, faster, so good, thrust harder." 　　Liu Lifang's husband was a sailor who often spent months at sea, only returning home for half a month to a month . He lost his sexual ability due to an accident on the ship. However, he trusted Liu Lifang completely. Because Liu Lifang was plain-looking, dressed conservatively, a typical older housewife. She had never been involved in any scandals. Feeling guilty he even brought back a few dildos from Hong Kong to give Liu Lifang pleasure. At first, Liu Lifang was embarrassed and spat at her husband, "I don't use these things." But later, unable to bear the loneliness, she secretly used them too. Although she could bring herself to orgasm, it never had the same soft yet firm, yet gentle, touch as the real thing. 　　Later, she somehow became involved with Vice Principal Zheng Anping. Zheng Anping's wife was a beautiful , tall woman in her early forties. But Zheng Anping had unusual tastes; instead of sleeping with his beautiful mature wife, he preferred an older woman of average looks. Afraid of being photographed in a hotel, they always went to Liu Lifang's house for their trysts after her husband went out to sea. They lived in the same teachers' dormitory in the same building, right across from each other, making it very convenient for them to come and go. Zheng Anping's wife knew about this, but she was just a laid-off factory worker with a monthly income of only a few hundred yuan. The family's income depended entirely on Zheng Anping, and their son was studying at a university abroad, which was very expensive, so she turned a blind eye.

At this moment, Zheng Anping had already hoisted Liu Lifang's legs onto his shoulders, vigorously thrusting into her cunt. Liu Lifang
moaned , "Fuck me, fuck me quickly, husband, I love you, fuck my cunt quickly, my cunt is all wet, fuck
me until I pee."

Liu Lifang's short black stockings were on Zheng Anping's shoulders, swinging weakly in the air with the rhythm of his thrusts
. The crystal short black stockings were partially unraveled, revealing half a toe.
The wrinkles in the stockings caused by the movement of her feet excited Wang Ming, and he masturbated faster and faster.

With a roar from Zheng Anping, his penis was deeply inserted into Liu Lifang's cunt. He stopped thrusting, pulled
out after a few strokes, and was dripping with white semen. Liu Lifang's legs were now down, her two black stockinged legs hooked
together , tightly wrapped around Zheng Anping's waist.

Wang Ming's semen also gushed out at this moment, slowly seeping out from the stockings covering his penis. Her other
hand remained firmly holding the phone, recording.

Liu Lifang tightly wrapped her legs around Zheng Anping's waist: "Pull it out later, it's only been less than five minutes, I haven't even
had an orgasm yet. I want more." Saying this, she grabbed Zheng Anping's penis and shoved it back into her vagina.

Zheng Anping smiled bitterly: "Your vagina is too tight, and I'm over fifty, five minutes is already pretty good
. Your family's secret technique is amazing, it can even train your vagina."

Liu Lifang: "My great-great-grandmother was chosen to go to the palace and learned the palace's secret vaginal tightening technique.
Every emperor's woman in the palace had to learn this technique to serve the emperor. Later, during the war, my great-great-grandmother escaped from the palace and returned home,
passing down this technique in her family. The women of the family learned
this ." This was also to prevent the women in the family from becoming concubines; having this technique would make them more favored.

Who knew that now it's all monogamy.

Zheng Anping said, "Your vaginal tightening technique is amazing! Your vagina feels like it's tightening and loosening in waves,
it's giving me heaven, especially when I ejaculate. I've never felt this
good before when I'm having sex with my wife."

Liu Lifang complained, "You're having fun, but I'm not."

Zheng Anping looked at his watch and said, "There's still half an hour until the next computer class. I'll go out first and
give you a key to this lab building. Leave ten minutes before class. Lock the door. I have the key to this building now
, so you can't go home for a while. We'll come here."

After saying that, he pulled out his penis and took out a dildo from his bag, handing it to Liu Lifang, "Take care of yourself. "

Liu Lifang took the dildo and spat, "You're quite shrewd, knowing you can't satisfy me, you brought this thing
. Aren't you afraid I'll get used to it and won't need you anymore?"

Zheng Anping chuckled, "A fake is still a fake."

Liu Lifang waved her hand, "You'd better hurry up and leave, otherwise the other teachers won't be able to find you."

Before Zheng Anping even reached the door, Liu Lifang had already impatiently inserted the dildo into her still-leaking
vagina, and began to moan softly.

The speed of the dildo's thrusting increased from slow to fast, and her two black-stockinged feet, which had been resting on the table, involuntarily lifted and dangled
in the air, swinging with the frequency of the thrusts. The moans from her mouth also began to grow louder, and one hand reached into her clothes
to touch her breasts.

Wang Ming had zoomed in on his phone to the maximum zoom, carefully looking at the screen, and discovered that the old slut's vagina was still
pink , looking very tender. Based on his years of experience with AV, Wang Ming also knew that
the labia of women around fifty years old were already dark purple.

This kind of pinkish color is only for young girls. After ten minutes of thrusting, Liu Lifang not only began to moan,
but also started to utter lewd words: "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck this old slut to death, fuck
my slut to pieces, my slut is for you to fuck, I'm going to orgasm, give it to me, give it to me. Fuck me until I pee
, I'm a slut, a cheap slut, I like being fucked by many men."

Her hands were moving very fast, and her black-stockinged, smelly feet were swinging more and more widely and at a faster and faster frequency.

Finally, she reached her orgasm with a long "Ah," her toes pointed, and half of her exposed toes seemed
to be trying to peek out from the ransacked black stockings. This time, the amount of vaginal fluid gushing out was even more than before.
It seems that this slut has a gradual type of orgasm, with the orgasm becoming more and more intense as it goes on. It's just unknown
how many .

After the orgasm lasted for more than ten seconds, Liu Lifang weakly put down her black-stockinged feet and stepped on the table.
The vaginal fluid that had gushed out several times had already soaked a large area of the table. Liu Lifang , her black-stockinged feet submerged in the vaginal fluid, rested for a while
to regain her strength. She took out a roll of toilet paper from her bag, first wiping her vulva clean, then getting off the table and
wiping it dry.

After wiping, she got off the table, straightened her clothes, and prepared to leave. A few steps later, she returned to the table and sat down,
lifting her black-stockinged feet. Wang Ming was excited; was this slut going to smell his black-stockinged feet? But
Liu Lifang was only looking at the soles of her feet.

Wang Ming realized that the woman's feet were simply sticky and uncomfortable from the vaginal fluid. Liu Lifang,
supporting herself on the table, took off her stockings, wrapped them in toilet paper, and casually tossed them into the trash can. Then she left.

Wang Ming was overjoyed; he'd unexpectedly gained something from watching this performance. After waiting two minutes, estimating that the old
slut was far away, he tiptoed out. He

rummaged through the trash can and pulled out the toilet paper wrapped around stockings. Unwrapping it with the excitement of finding a treasure, his hands
trembled slightly. Inside were a pair of short, black, sheer stockings, curled up at the edges, still
retaining warmth.

Wang Ming gently unrolled the stockings, lifting the edges to let them hang naturally. He examined them closely in the sunlight;
one stocking reflected a phosphorescent glow. It seemed this stocking had been stained with Liu Lifang's
vaginal fluids . The other was dry, clean, without any white scales. This old slut seemed
to take good care of herself; he wondered if it had anything to do with her training.

Wang Ming examined the stockings intently, his expression like that of a pilgrim. After admiring them, he first sniffed
the . There was no foot odor or sour smell, only a faint, pleasant body odor—probably
what's called natural body fragrance. In reality, natural body fragrance isn't as exaggerated as described in novels, where it
can be smelled from a meter or even several meters away; that kind of fragrance is just the scent of cosmetics. True body odor can only be smelled when you get close or even press your skin against it.
The scent was very faint, almost imperceptible, and difficult to describe using any known smell.

It was a mixture of human sebum and sweat, and upon closer inspection, the aroma would
shift and develop in layers. Unlike the overpowering fragrance of flowers, the pungent smell of perfume, or the piercing aroma of agarwood, this scent required
effort to inhale. Initially, you might not detect it, but once you did, the fragrance had already
permeated your senses. It was a very pleasant sensation.

Of course, not everyone possessed this scent; body odor manifested differently in each person.
Only healthy individuals, those with normal endocrine function, would have a pleasant body odor. Conversely, someone with hormonal imbalances or internal organ dysfunction would
certainly have an unpleasant body odor; for example, someone with digestive problems would inevitably have severe
halitosis . Therefore, a beautiful woman isn't necessarily fragrant, and an ugly woman isn't necessarily foul-smelling.

Wang Ming then placed the other stocking, stained with semen, to his nose. A strong, pungent odor wafted up,
not the pungent smell of urine, but a pungent odor that aroused male desire. Just like the secretions of female animals during
their estrus cycle, it can attract male animals from tens of kilometers away to mate.

(II)

Wang Ming checked the time; the next class was almost here. If other teachers saw him here, things would get complicated. He
carefully wrapped Liu Lifang's sexy stockings, put them in his pocket, and hid in a corner of the corridor. When the next
class came to teach computer class, he secretly slipped out. He had no intention of going back to class and climbed over the wall to escape from the school.
He went to the stock market.

Nowadays, every household has a computer, but many stock investors still like to go to the stock exchange hall to watch the market, mainly
to exchange information and ask for news. Although Wang Ming was only seventeen years old, his stock trading skills were really amazing.
He successfully predicted the bottom and top of the market several times, which made him quite popular in the stock market hall.

So as soon as he entered the hall, several die-hard fans immediately surrounded him. Brother Zhao was one of them. He followed Wang Ming's operations
several times and, because he had a lot of capital, he made more than 300,000 yuan in a few times. After that, he worshipped Wang Ming as a god of wealth.

As soon as Wang Ming entered, Brother Zhao greeted him with a smile: "Xiao Ming, skipped class again today?"

Wang Ming smiled faintly: "Yeah." He didn't say anything more. Brother Zhao, seeing
that said: "Xiao Ming, what's wrong? Were you bullied at school? Tell Brother Zhao, I'll take care of him."

Brother Zhao was a graduate of a sports school, with top-notch physical fitness. He had also studied Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) for several years, and usually three or five people were no
match for him. Moreover, he had connections with some thugs in society, was a minor leader in the sports committee, and had good relationships with the public security, procuratorate, and
courts . He was well-connected in both the legitimate and criminal worlds.

Wang Ming said: "No one bullied me, it's about my studies."

"Oh, then Brother Zhao will treat you to dinner tonight, and I'll show you around."

That night, Brother Zhao invited two of his brothers to accompany him. After dinner at a very famous hotel, he took Wang Ming
to a nightclub. Wang Ming didn't refuse, and after making a phone call, he told his family that he was going to Li Zhen's house to sleep that night. The group
entered the private room, and the madam led in a group of girls. To be honest, the girls at this nightclub were of
excellent ;

their figures and looks were top-notch. The girls lined up in a row, and Brother Zhao said to Wang Ming, "Xiao Ming, pick one. If that's not enough, pick two,
hehe ."

Wang Ming looked them over without saying a word. Brother Zhao waved to the madam, "Change the batch."

Wang Ming looked them over again, still without saying a word. Brother Zhao was somewhat surprised: "Xiao Ming, you have high standards!
This is the best place in the city for girls. Are you shy? If you're shy, I'll help you choose."

Wang Ming said somewhat awkwardly to Brother Zhao, "Brother Zhao, I want the one leading the group." Wang Ming was young,
and it was his first time in such a place. He didn't know that the madam was there, and besides, madams usually didn't work as prostitutes.

Brother Zhao paused for a moment before realizing that the person Wang Ming was pointing to was the madam leading the group. "Hahaha, Xiao Ming, you really
know how to choose! Old women need to cool off, you young people need to be hot, perfect for you."

Brother Zhao beckoned to the madam, "Come here for a second." The madam came over and sat down next to Brother Zhao. The

madam was about forty years old, with a hot figure, large breasts and a full bottom. She was dressed sexily in a black lace-trimmed low-cut see-through top,
with half of her breast exposed, as if it would jump out at the slightest movement. She wore a short skirt that barely covered her buttocks, and brown pantyhose covered her rounded thighs. When she sat down, the tops of the pantyhose were exposed, making Wang Ming's heart itch. He couldn't help but want to touch
those smooth, rounded thighs a few times. 　　Brother Zhao: "Beautiful lady, our young master has taken a liking to you. Why don't you keep him company tonight?" 　　The madam hesitated, saying, "Boss, you're a frequent customer, you should know we madams don't work as prostitutes. 　　Besides, I became a madam at 24. It's been a full fifteen years since I last worked as a prostitute." 　　Wang Ming calculated that she was 39, a ripe but not yet rotten age. Her clothing and figure also possessed the mature charm Wang Ming preferred. Compared to Liu Lifang, that 50-year-old woman, Wang Ming definitely preferred this 40-year-old mature woman. 　　However, Liu Lifang could excite and stimulate Wang Ming more. Firstly, Liu Lifang wore stockings all year round, and Xiao Ming... Everyone's eyes were stimulated by those stockinged feet; they'd been craving it for a long time. 　　Secondly, having sex with a teacher would evoke a unique sense of incest and excitement. Imagine being able to ride a normally aloof and serious teacher, making her moan and groan, displaying her wanton nature—the stark contrast would create an indescribable thrill. 　　Furthermore, Liu Lifang's constant targeting of Wang Ming had long fueled his hatred. Whenever he thought of her deliberate harassment and punishments, he'd curse her inwardly, "You old slut, one day you'll be begging me to fuck you." 　　This sense of revenge made Wang Ming incredibly excited whenever he fantasized about having sex with Liu Lifang. 　　Brother Zhao said, "Being a madam at 24 shows you're a smart person. This one is from our city, specifically in charge of you guys. He's pointing to one of the brothers. This one is also in charge, but only after you're in reformatory. He's pointing to another brother. As for me, I'm just a errand boy, driving and ." He pointed at Wang Ming. 　　Wang Ming, who was listening nearby, almost spat out his drink. He had met Zhao Ge's two brothers a few times before; Zhao Ge had introduced them to him. One was a gynecologist at the city hospital, whom Zhao Ge said specifically supervised prostitutes, and that was indeed true. The other was a prison guard. As for running errands for Wang Ming's father, it wasn't entirely fabricated. On several occasions when Wang Ming's father needed a car, Wang Ming had indeed called Zhao Ge for help.

Hearing this from the mother's ears, the authorities in charge of these prostitutes in the city were either the Anti-Prostitution and Anti-Illegal Publications Office
or the Municipal Criminal Investigation Team. These were people you absolutely couldn't offend. Even if these prostitutes were itinerant and not affiliated with any particular
entertainment venue, which venue in the city wasn't under their jurisdiction? Offending them

meant you could forget about working in this industry. Prison guards were also someone you wouldn't dare offend; in this line of work, you might end up in jail for a while during an operation. With a
prison guard protecting you, you certainly wouldn't suffer inside.

As for this Brother Zhao, although he downplayed his importance, the more ordinary and humble he seemed,
the extraordinary he appeared. It seemed this young master's father was at least a city-level leader.

Brother Zhao tossed another wad of cash onto the table: "Beautiful lady, give me some face. If I can't even handle this little thing, I
'll definitely become a laughingstock."

The mother looked at the wad of cash on the table; she estimated it to be at least three thousand. Even the most popular prostitutes in this venue only paid
a thousand ; this price was definitely not low. The key wasn't the money; she had over 20 girls working for her, and each night they charged
at least two thousand. The main concern was offending this group.

The madam reached for a third of the money and smiled, "Brother, I'll take this job, but I won't overcharge you. I'll
charge according to the rules. I'll definitely make sure the young master is happy tonight."

Brother Zhao clapped his hands twice, "A straightforward man, a wise man." He poured two glasses of wine, handed one to the madam, and said,
"Save my number later, call me if you need anything."

The group drank and sang in the private room. Wang Ming had a good alcohol tolerance, but he was still a student and
rarely attended such events. Brother Zhao and the others didn't urge him to drink, and he probably only drank two small bottles of Budweiser.

The madam said to Wang Ming, "What's your name, handsome young man?"

"Call me Xiao Ming, and what's your name, sister?"

The madam laughed heartily, her large breasts jiggling restlessly, seemingly trying to escape
the constraints of her clothes.

"Xiao Ming, you're so sweet-talking, calling me 'sister.' My son is almost your age, you should call me 'auntie' now.
Just call me Aunt Lan."

After chatting for a while, Aunt Lan went over and toasted Brother Zhao and his two brothers with a glass of wine each. Brother Zhao: "Our young master
is young and doesn't understand, but don't you understand?" Aunt Lan punished herself with another glass: "Don't worry, boss, I'll definitely make the young master
happy."

Returning to Wang Ming's side, she grabbed Xiao Ming's hand and put her arms around her waist: "Xiao Ming, do you like Aunt Lan?"

Wang Ming said shyly: "Yes, I think Aunt Lan is so sexy."

"Aunt Lan is all yours tonight, you can do whatever you want."

Wang Ming was a virgin, and had never experienced the feeling of holding such a warm and soft woman in his arms. The lust in his heart was instantly
aroused. In the dim light of the private room, coupled with the stimulation of alcohol and lust, and Aunt Lan's words that he could do
whatever , the shyness of a young boy was gone.

He groped Aunt Lan, one hand reaching into her chest, kneading her pair of snow-white breasts, and the other hand
touching her silky thighs. Breathing heavily in Aunt Lan's ear, he whispered, "Aunt Lan, you're so soft and
comfortable. I love touching you."

Aunt Lan was also aroused by Wang Ming's touch, her face flushed and her ears burning. "Mmm, if you like touching me, then touch me as hard as you want. Aunt Lan is yours
tonight ."

Wang Ming's hand gradually moved up Aunt Lan's thigh, all the way to that mysterious area. Through the stockings and
panties , he caressed Aunt Lan's ripe vulva, while his other hand slipped under her short skirt from behind, touching her stockinged buttocks.

Under Wang Ming's caresses, Aunt Lan became more and more aroused, her hands hooking around Wang
Ming cheek, softly making "mmm, mmm" sounds.

Although Wang Ming was a virgin, he wasn't stupid. Having watched so many AVs, he could sense that Aunt Lan was gradually becoming
aroused .

Aunt Lan's hand moved down to Wang Ming's penis, caressing it through his pants.

At this point, Wang Ming was no longer satisfied with just touching Aunt Lan's plump vulva through the stockings and panties; he prepared to put his hand inside.

Aunt Lan grabbed Wang Ming's hand: "Xiao Ming, stop teasing me. I'll take you to the room and serve
you well."

She gently pulled her hand away from Wang Ming's lewd grasp, stood up, straightened her clothes, and said to Brother Zhao and the other two men:
"Gentlemen, you can enjoy yourselves. I'll take Xiao Ming to the room to chat."

Brother Zhao and the others, of course, understood the situation and gave him a few words of advice. Aunt Lan then led Xiao Ming to the room that had already been
booked .

This establishment was one of the more upscale in the city, and the room was neatly and tastefully decorated, with pink
curtains, warm lighting, and a two-meter-wide bed covered with snow-white sheets. There was also a erotic chair. The whole
atmosphere exuded ambiguity and innuendo.

As soon as Wang Ming and Aunt Lan entered the room, Wang Ming suddenly swept Aunt Lan up in his arms. Aunt Lan screamed in fright and quickly
clung to Wang Ming. Wang Ming carried Aunt Lan to the bedside. Panting heavily, he said, "Aunt Lan, you're so alluring."

Aunt Lan gazed intently at the young man before her, her eyes filled with
seductive allure. Though his face still held a hint of childishness, his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes exuded a heroic spirit. He was tall, strong, and full of youthful vigor. Wang Ming was 1.78 meters tall and had practiced martial arts since childhood.
His upright posture and every movement he made possessed the unique rhythm of a martial artist, an indescribable harmony and beauty.

"Aunt Lan likes you too," Aunt Lan said, cupping Wang Ming's face in her hands. "Youth is truly wonderful."

Wang Ming's desire had already reached his core. "Aunt Lan, I want you!" He began to unbutton Aunt Lan
's top, removing her outer garment to reveal a red and black lace bra with a partial underwire. He then removed
the bra , revealing a pair of jade-like breasts. Aunt Lan's skin was very white,
and the contrast between her snow-white breasts and dark red nipples was striking. Her breasts were flat yet firm, round and full, so beautiful that Wang Ming almost fainted. After all, it was the first time he had ever seen a woman
's breasts in person, especially such a pair of exquisite breasts.

Then, he removed Aunt Lan's short skirt, revealing her beautiful legs in stockings to Wang Ming. A pair of
coffee-colored stockings tightly hugged her lower body, underneath which were black, opaque, seamless panties. Aunt Lan lay comfortably
on her side on the bed, her legs slightly bent, her breasts drooping slightly to one side. For a 39-year-old woman,
Aunt Lan was remarkably well-maintained.

Her skin was naturally snow-white, and she had no excess fat on her body. Her arms, breasts, abdomen, thighs, and buttocks were all rounded and full.
Many women nowadays desperately diet, pursuing a bony figure. Actually, bony women may look okay clothed, but naked
they lack aesthetic appeal, and their bones can be uncomfortable during intercourse. In ancient China, plumpness was considered beautiful, but this plumpness didn't refer to
excess fat; rather, it meant fullness and curves.

From an aesthetic point of view, the most perfect geometric shape is the circle. A full figure refers to a woman whose curves are all
rounded, her entire body round and plump. Excess flesh is like a deflated ball, layered and hanging down.

Wang Ming was already burning with lust, and now, seeing those beautiful legs in coffee-colored stockings and
that round, stocking-clad bottom, his desire was completely ignited. He quickly took off his clothes and pounced on Aunt Lan: "Aunt Lan, I
want you."

Aunt Lan had also been aroused by Wang Ming and hugged him tightly. Wang Ming pressed down on Aunt Lan,
his penis already hard, pressed between her thighs, eagerly searching for that mysterious opening.

The friction from the stockings made Wang Ming's penis even more eager to thrust forward.

Aunt Lan said softly, "Little Ming, don't rush. Auntie will give it to you. Get down first, let Auntie take off the stockings." Wang Ming

quickly got up, lying on his side. Aunt Lan arched her back and lifted her leg, pulling off the stockings and underwear together. Before Aunt Lan could even straighten her legs, Wang Ming
pressed down on her again, his penis searching between her thighs. Although he had watched countless AVs, this
was still his first time experiencing it in person. Aunt Lan, with her experience, naturally recognized that this young man was a virgin. She gently pinched Wang Ming's penis
between two fingers and pulled it towards her opening, guiding
it inside.

The virgin Wang Ming's glans touched a warm, moist spot and instinctively thrust forward. Both of them
made sounds simultaneously: Wang Ming let out a low, angry roar like a wild beast, while Aunt Lan let out a
long, drawn-out moan of pleasure, like parched land receiving rain.

Wang Ming began to thrust angrily, each thrust seemingly trying to
insert himself, penis and all, into this exquisitely beautiful opening. At this moment, Wang Ming was no longer the shy boy, but a
wild beast released from its cage after being caged for so long. After dozens of thrusts, Wang Ming ejaculated profusely, releasing
his virgin semen, accumulated over a decade, into Aunt Lan's vagina without reservation. He let out another low, beast-like growl.

After a dozen seconds, Wang Ming pulled out his penis, rolled over, and lay down next to Aunt Lan.
Thick, white semen slowly flowed from between Aunt Lan's parted legs. Her legs involuntarily straightened slowly. Wang Ming's first time
was completed in that one minute.

"Aunt Lan, you're so beautiful, like a goddess from Greek mythology," Wang Ming said, lying next to Aunt Lan.
Aunt Lan's body lay sprawled out, snow-white and voluptuous, truly possessing the elegance of an ancient Greek goddess sculpture.

Aunt Lan chuckled, "Look at your sweet talk. If Aunt Lan didn't know you were a virgin, she would really
think you were a seasoned lover at such a young age. I wonder how many young girls you'll deceive in the future."

Wang Ming looked at her seriously and said, "Aunt Lan, I mean it from the bottom of my heart."

Aunt Lan stared into Wang Ming's eyes for a full minute. Wang Ming's eyes were clean and clear. Since entering
the world of pleasure at eighteen, how many years had it been since she had seen such eyes? The eyes she had seen were either lustful, deceitful,
or even beastly eyes. At this moment, Wang Ming's gaze flowed into Aunt Lan's heart like a clear spring.
In an instant, seemed to return to her first love, and she hugged Wang Ming tightly, saying, "Xiao Ming, I believe you." She kissed Wang Ming passionately.

Wang Ming also hugged Aunt Lan back, responding to her kisses with equal passion. Aunt Lan's large breasts
rubbed against Wang Ming's chest. After all, he was only seventeen years old, and his penis, which had just ejaculated and was still hard, immediately
became even more erect. The two embraced sideways, and Wang Ming's penis, like an iron rod, ruthlessly pried open Aunt Lan's
legs, rubbing against her labia rapidly with a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid.

"Aunt Lan, I want it again."

"Come on up."

Wang Ming flipped over and mounted her, spreading her legs, kneeling between them, straightening his penis, and
thrusting deep inside. He began to pound into her with vigorous force, "thump, thump," as he worked his way up. Although Aunt Lan had been through the rough and
tumble of the brothel, Wang Ming's youthful vigor and the strength he'd developed since childhood still made her moan incessantly.
"Xiao Ming, you're amazing! You're going to kill Aunt Lan!"

Wang Ming was like a human pile driver, relentlessly pounding for a full five minutes. Aunt Lan's
moans . At the moment of Wang Ming's final ejaculation, Aunt Lan's body tensed even more, as his semen
gushed out, splashing onto her cervix. Aunt Lan had also completed her final thrust, her brow furrowed, her face
contorted , her legs straight, her hands gripping Wang Ming's arms as he braced himself on the bed. "Xiao Ming, I'm coming."

The two lay side-by-side on their backs in bed. "Xiaoming, thank you." Wang Ming was a little confused. "Aunt Lan,
what are you thanking me for?"

Aunt Lan had opened her heart to Xiaoming and told him about her painful past.
Aunt Lan had entered this industry at 18 after graduating from vocational school. At the time, her family was poor; her father was bedridden and
required substantial medical expenses each month, her two younger brothers were still in school, and only her mother worked the fields,
struggling to support the family. When Aunt Lan first graduated, she worked for a company for a while,
earning less than a thousand yuan a month. After deducting food and lodging, less than half was left. The five hundred yuan she sent home each month wasn't even enough to cover her father's medical
expenses. With her two younger brothers nearing university age, the expenses were increasing. Finally,
Aunt Lan made a difficult decision and followed a former classmate from school to work as a hostess in a nightclub. Initially, she only served drinks and didn't engage in sexual activity.
However , her mother, due to years of overwork, unfortunately fell ill, and all the burdens fell on Aunt Lan's shoulders.
To earn more money, she had no choice but to engage in sexual activity. When Aunt Lan was 23, her mother's illness had healed, and she was
able to work in the fields and take care of her father. Her two younger brothers were also doing well, having been admitted to university. Besides
paying their tuition, Aunt Lan not only received scholarships but also worked part-time, becoming self-sufficient.
From the age of 23, Aunt Lan only sent some medical and living expenses to her parents, gradually accumulating some savings herself.

When she was 24, she received a guest—a bespectacled, fair-skinned, refined, and
scholarly man . Hearing this, Wang Ming said, "I know, Aunt Lan must have fallen in love with him." As he spoke, he rubbed
one of Aunt Lan's breasts and sucked on the nipple of her other breast.

Aunt Lan giggled, gently pushing Wang Ming away, "Stop fooling around, listen to me obediently." She placed one of Wang Ming
's hands under her head and then took his other hand and placed it on her abdomen.

Aunt Lan was immediately drawn to the man's wit and charm upon their first meeting. The man, named Xia Zhiqiang, was
a graduate student and a junior staff member in the municipal government. He had come to the nightclub with his superiors for a good time. That night, Xia Zhiqiang...
She was always polite, unlike other guests who were overly forward and intrusive. Aside from exchanging drinks with the leaders,
she acted like a friendly older brother, sharing her experiences with Aunt Lan. That night, for the first time, Aunt Lan wasn't
treated like a prostitute, but like a little sister, which restored her long-lost self-respect. Afterwards
, they exchanged phone numbers.

What followed was a natural progression: Xia Zhiqiang promised to marry Aunt Lan, saying he didn't care about her past,
only her future. Love makes women lose their minds, and Aunt Lan gave Xia Zhiqiang everything,
including all her hard-earned savings, to him to supposedly bribe his superiors for promotions.

Soon after, Aunt Lan became pregnant. The story then unfolded like any other story of a heartless man who cheats women out of money and sex.
Aunt Lan also learned that Xia Zhiqiang had a long-distance girlfriend, a classmate. The money she swindled from Aunt Lan was used to help
her girlfriend transfer jobs, and she successfully did so in this city.

Aunt Lan was a strong-willed person. Despite the blow, she didn't break down. Instead, she quietly left. Being
heavily pregnant, she could no longer return to prostitution, so she gathered a few of her former close friends and became a madam herself.

Customers who came to the nightclub, seeing the madam working despite her pregnancy, were moved by her dedication
and always . The manager of the club knew about her past and gave her preferential treatment. Gradually,
she grew from a few girls under her management to over thirty at her peak. She never married and raised her
child until he was 16.

After hearing this long story, Wang Ming was deeply moved and said to Aunt Lan, "I never expected Aunt Lan to be such a
woman with a story. But Aunt Lan, your strength truly earns my respect. By the way,
why did you thank me earlier?"

Aunt Lan said shyly, "Because you gave me my first orgasm in 16 years. In these 16 years,
I haven't worked as a prostitute once, nor have I been with a man."

Wang Ming then asked, "Then why did you go out tonight?"

"Part of the reason is because of your friend, but the main reason is your
face, which is still so youthful, like my son's. Although I no longer believe in men, it doesn't mean I don't believe in boys," Aunt Lan said playfully.

"Ah, since I resemble your son, Aunt Lan, please adopt me as your godson. I promise to be filial to you
and bring you to orgasm often."

Aunt Lan gently patted Wang Ming's head, feigning anger: "You naughty son, even your mother is teasing you."

Wang Ming seized the opportunity: "Aunt Lan, you're agreeing now, godmother. I want more, can I bring you
another orgasm?"

Aunt Lan's face flushed slightly like a young girl's. Although she had been in the world of pleasure and was used to such things, she
hadn't been touched by a man for 16 years. This field hadn't been nourished for 16 years, and today it suddenly received sweet rain, tasting the long-lost
pleasure of orgasm. Her heart couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement like a young girl's.

"You naughty boy, I'll have to test you before I acknowledge you as my son. Wait a minute, your semen is all over my lower body,
go take a shower first."

Wang Ming chuckled secretly, "Not just my semen, but also your vaginal fluid." He picked up
the brown pantyhose that Aunt Lan had taken off and handed it to her, saying, "Aunt Lan, put these on after you shower. I love looking at your
beautiful legs , they're even prettier than a model's."

Aunt Lan took the stockings and lightly flicked them at Wang Ming's face, "You brat, you've got a honeyed tongue, you've got too many demands."

After saying that, she got up and swayed her big buttocks to the bathroom.

(III)

About twenty minutes later, Aunt Lan came out of the bathroom, completely naked, wearing only a pair of brown pantyhose
. Her calves were straight, her thighs were round, and her genitals were faintly visible.

Wang Ming held his breath at this moment. He had only seen this kind of scene in AVs. Now, a living
mature woman in stockings was standing in front of him. This was the scene he had fantasized about in countless masturbations.

"Aunt Lan, you are so sexy." Wang Ming swallowed.

"Xiao Ming, you're just trying to make your aunt happy. I'm almost forty, what's so sexy about me?" Aunt Lan walked to the bedside, looking at Wang Ming's erect penis. "Xiao Ming, there's still your own semen

on your little brother ." 　　"Hehe, and there's also Auntie's vaginal fluid on it." 　　"You naughty Xiao Ming, let Auntie clean it for you." After saying that, she bent down and sucked on Xiao Ming's glans, while her jade hand was stroking Wang Ming's foreskin. 　　Wang Ming instantly felt like he was on cloud nine. It was his first time being given oral sex, and both the sight and touch were incredibly stimulating for him. 　　Aunt Lan's oral sex was very skillful. First, she sucked on the glans, gently teasing the urethral opening with the tip of her tongue. One hand held the penis, manipulating the foreskin, while the other hand covered the scrotum, stroking it back and forth with her fingers. Then she continuously sucked on and spat out the glans , and then licked horizontally from the glans to the base of the penis, sometimes teasing and agitating the penis with the tip of her tongue, sometimes enveloping it with her lips, with a clear rhythm and varying pressure. Finally, she swallowed the entire penis, moving it back and forth, gradually increasing the speed. Her fingers, in rhythm with her mouth, stroked the foreskin up and down at the base of the penis. If Wang Ming hadn't already ejaculated twice, he would have finished long ago after this. 　　"Aunt Lan, come on up first." At this moment, Aunt Lan was standing by the bed, giving Wang Ming oral sex while he lay on the bed . Wang Ming was enjoying himself, but he couldn't touch the stockinged legs he desired most. 　　Aunt Lan spat out Wang Ming's penis, climbed onto the bed, and looked at Wang Ming with a half-smile: "You naughty little Ming, what do you want to do ?" 　　"Aunt Lan, ride on me, with your butt facing me." Aunt Lan knew, of course, that this boy was going to play 69 and lick her genitals. While giving Wang Ming oral sex, her genitals were already overflowing with lustful fluids. 　　Without saying a word, Aunt Lan straddled Wang Ming, her hands supporting her on the bed, her buttocks raised high, facing Wang Ming 's face, and buried her head between Wang Ming's legs to continue licking his penis. Aunt Lan's large, round buttocks, encased in coffee-colored stockings , appeared even larger as she bent over. Her stockinged feet faced Wang Ming, who gently grasped one of them with one hand, observing closely . He discovered that Aunt Lan not only took excellent care of her body but also her feet; even through the ultra-thin stockings, he could see no dead skin on her heels or soles, which were plump and soft, like baby fat, and felt wonderful to the touch. 　　With his other hand, Wang Ming stroked Aunt Lan's large, stockinged buttocks back and forth as if wiping glass. The stockings felt incredibly smooth, likely high-end. A central slit ran from her buttocks to her vulva, and the crotch area was transparent.

Up close, one could clearly see Aunt Lan's plump vulva; her labia were red, but not the pinkish-red of Liu Lifang's. It
was far more alluring than a black fungus.

Her vaginal opening was slightly parted, glistening with moisture, indicating that Aunt Lan had already released a considerable amount of vaginal fluid. Wang Ming
held one of her stockinged feet in one hand, playing with it constantly, then raised his head to lick and kiss Aunt Lan's stockinged buttocks. At this
moment , Wang Ming had fantasized countless times: holding her stockinged foot, licking her stockinged buttocks, as Aunt Lan moved
her penis up and down, her stockinged calves rubbing against his body. The real sensation was a hundred times more stimulating than his fantasy.

Wang Ming pressed Aunt Lan's upturned stockinged buttocks against his head, so that he didn't need to look up and
could . Wang Ming pressed her buttocks against his head, diligently licking Aunt Lan's
labia and clitoris through the stockings, while Aunt Lan also used all her skills to lick his penis. Every now and then, Wang Ming would lick her sensitive spots, causing her to
twitch her buttocks forward and let out a soft moan.

Suddenly, without warning, Wang Ming tore a hole in the crotch of Aunt Lan's stockings, his movements forceful, fast,
and precise, grabbing Aunt Lan's entire vulva with one hand. Caught off guard, Aunt Lan screamed, her buttocks jerking forward in fright
. After regaining her senses, she slapped Wang Ming's thigh: "You brat, you scared me to death!"

Wang Ming chuckled: "Surprise, surprise! Every surprise brings joy. Now Aunt Lan's wetness is even more intense,
look!"

Aunt Lan unconsciously looked down at her vulva, then suddenly realized what was happening and slapped Wang Ming's thigh again: "
You brat so young and already so many tricks up your sleeve, where did you learn all this?"

"Aunt Lan, this isn't something I learned, it's something I figured out from psychology." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised
his head and licked her clitoris with his tongue.

Aunt Lan was suddenly attacked again, her clitoris felt like it had been electrocuted, and her entire vulva involuntarily contracted.
At this moment, Wang Ming truly aroused her, and she lowered her head to lick his large penis even more vigorously. Wang Ming was also licking and sucking
Aunt Lan's clitoris, labia majora and minora, his tongue occasionally probing into her vagina.

Aunt Lan was overflowing with lustful fluids from Xiao Ming's licking, her moans growing louder and louder. Finally, she arched her back, turned around, straddled
Xiao Ming, and grabbed his penis: "You naughty Xiao Ming, you're making Auntie unable to take it anymore." Then, holding Xiao Ming's
penis, she sat down hard on his penis with her vaginal opening, letting out a satisfied moan, and her waist began
to sway .

Wang Ming grabbed Aunt Lan's breasts with both hands, and after a few minutes of this, he said, "Aunt Lan, I want to be from behind."
Aunt Lan cooperated and lay down on the bed, sticking out her stockinged buttocks like a female dog.

Seeing the stockinged buttocks, Wang Ming became even more excited. He thrust his penis into her vagina, his hands around Aunt Lan's waist, pounding
against her stockinged buttocks. With each thrust, he could feel the elasticity of her stockinged
buttocks and the silky smoothness of the stockings.

Although Aunt Lan had been in the sex industry, she hadn't had sex in a long time, and being middle-aged, her stamina
was declining. She gradually succumbed. Her hands and feet couldn't withstand Wang Ming's thrusts, and her whole body slowly went limp on the bed.
Seeing this, Wang Ming pulled out his penis, scooped up Aunt Lan with both hands, and placed her on the sex chair. He spread her legs wide, placed them on the armrests, and
secured her ankles with the straps on the armrests. At this moment, Aunt Lan was completely naked, wearing only pantyhose. She lay limply
on the chair, her stockinged feet raised high, the crotch of the stockings revealing dark pubic hair and slightly everted
red labia, seemingly beckoning Wang Ming to humiliate her.

Wang Ming, overcome with lust, kissed his way up from the soles of her stockinged feet to her genitals, then thrust his penis in,
accompanied by the sounds of wet thrusting, the slapping of flesh against flesh, and Aunt Lan
's rising and falling moans. Wang Ming ejaculated a thick stream of semen inside Aunt Lan for the third time. This time, Wang Ming lasted a full forty minutes, bringing Aunt Lan to
orgasm three times, leaving her limp in the chair.

Wang Ming untied the belt binding Aunt Lan's stockinged feet, lifted her up, and placed her on the bed.
They lay down together, chatted for a while, and then fell into a deep sleep. They had made love three times in over an hour, and both were exhausted.

The next morning, Wang Ming was awakened by his phone alarm. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he looked at the beautiful mature woman beside him, still fast asleep,
her stockinged legs slightly curled, with traces of semen on the stockings near her crotch. His penis involuntarily hardened. He caressed
Aunt Lan's stockinged legs and couldn't resist rubbing his penis against her stockinged buttocks.

"Xiaoming, you want it again?" Aunt Lan said slowly as she woke up.

"Yes, Aunt Lan, your beautiful legs are so sexy, I can't control myself." Wang Ming was a little embarrassed

. "Young people are really something." Aunt Lan cooperated by opening her legs.

Just as Wang Ming was about to climb on top of her, the alarm rang again. Wang Ming was startled. "Oh no, it's my homeroom teacher's
class today, I can't be late."

Aunt Lan pulled her legs back. "Then hurry up, students should prioritize their studies."

Wang Ming gently cupped Aunt Lan's face and kissed her deeply. "Aunt Lan, can I still see you in the future?"

Aunt Lan closed her eyes, a shy blush appearing on her face, which quickly returned to normal. Aunt Lan
picked up her phone and asked for Wang Ming's number, then dialed it. "You're still in school, you
can only see me on weekends. I won't see you during the week. Also, you're not allowed to come here to see me again. Hurry up,
don't be late."

Wang Ming nodded heavily. "Okay." He quickly dressed, glanced back reluctantly at
the beautiful woman in stockings sleeping on the bed, and then closed the door before leaving.

Fifteen minutes later, there was another knock on Aunt Lan's door. Aunt Lan, wearing a hotel nightgown, asked, "
Who is it ?"

"Aunt Lan, it's me," Wang Ming's voice came from outside.

Aunt Lan opened the door, pulled Wang Ming inside, and began to scold him harshly: "Didn't I tell you to
go to school? You're a young person, you can't be so obsessed. I despise students who don't study hard and
have no ambition. Go back now, and don't come looking for me again." Aunt Lan's two younger brothers had both
come from the countryside and worked hard to get into top universities, eventually staying in the big city. Therefore, Aunt Lan disliked
students who lacked ambition.

Wang Ming stammered, "No, Aunt Lan, it's not like that. I went outside the hotel, and it was very cold. I remembered you were
only a thin dress, and my stockings were torn, so I bought a down jacket and
a pair of pants for you in the shop in the hotel lobby. Don't be angry, I'll leave as soon as I put them down. I didn't come up here to do *that* with you."

Aunt Lan then noticed the bag Wang Ming was carrying. She hadn't done this since raising her child alone for over ten years.
She had never dated and lived alone with her child. Because people in her hometown knew about her profession, she rarely
went home, fearing gossip and embarrassment for her parents. She only returned home once a year for the Spring Festival.
Her two younger brothers lived in different cities, and because she felt inferior about her profession, she deliberately avoided contacting them.
Except for their weddings, Aunt Lan had never visited her brothers' homes, fearing their wives' families would
look down on . She had also repeatedly refused visits from her brothers, citing her busy work schedule. For over a decade, no one had ever
cared for her like Wang Ming.

Suddenly, her nose tingled, and tears welled up. She hugged Wang Ming tightly, her voice choked with emotion, "Xiao Ming, thank
you." She then took Wang Ming's bag, gently pushed him out of the room, and said, "Go to school now
," before closing the door. "Silly child, this is just what I wear to work; my coat is in
the studio ," Aunt Lan murmured to herself, looking at the clothes.

Wang Ming stood blankly outside the door: "Aunt Lan, can I still come to see you?" The room remained silent for
a .

Wang Ming left the room dejectedly, took the elevator down to the hotel lobby, hailed a taxi to the school, and
just as he got in, he received a text message from Aunt Lan: "Okay."

Aunt Lan was in her room, heartbroken and weeping, not entirely moved by Wang Ming's concern, but because
he had stirred up years of bitterness and grievances within her. When the family was struggling, Aunt Lan single-handedly supported them,
only
finally ignited the emotions that had been suppressed for so long, releasing them all in a torrent of tears. At the same time, she
felt a deeper affection for Wang Ming.

Wang Ming urged the driver to hurry, but unfortunately, he had spent too much time delivering clothes to Aunt Lan, and the hotel was
quite far from the school, so he was still five minutes late. The first class of the day was with their homeroom teacher, Liu Lifang.
Wang Ming walked to the classroom door with his head down; the classroom was already full of students, and Liu Lifang was writing on
the blackboard .

"Report!" Upon hearing this, Liu Lifang turned to look at the classroom door. Her face immediately turned
to disgust when she saw it was Wang Ming.

"I..." Wang Ming was about to give his prepared excuse for being late when Liu Lifang rudely interrupted him. "
Get out and stand in the hallway." Wang Ming reluctantly left the doorway and stood against the wall. Seeing his classmate Cheng Jingsong
approaching, he couldn't help but feel a little smug. Now he had someone to keep him company. As Cheng Jingsong drew closer, he said softly,
"Want to play a couple of rounds after school?" Wang Ming and Cheng Jingsong both enjoyed playing pool and often played together after school.
Cheng Jingsong replied softly, "I'm going to Liu Lifang's house for tutoring tonight." Privately, they all called
Liu Lifang by her first name,

so he didn't dare say more and stood at the classroom door, saying "Report!" He heard a voice from inside ask, "What's wrong?"
"The bicycle broke down." "Come in quickly."

Wang Ming was furious. "That old slut, that old whore, how can you bully people like this? Those who came after me
can get in! The excuse of a broken bicycle has been used for decades, it's so clichéd, and they still
get in. But here I am, they don't even listen to my excuse and I'm just standing outside. One day I'll make you stand there naked with your stinky black
stockings stuffed in your mouth!"

Wang Ming grumbled inwardly for a while, then started thinking about where to go after school. Cheng Jingsong was going to get
tutoring from that old whore that night. Tutoring? Wang Ming began to think carefully. There
were a dozen or so students who went to Liu Lifang's for tutoring. Of those, one or two were good students, half were average like him, and half were below average
. Liu Lifang definitely wouldn't target the good students,
and she .

But what about those students who didn't get extra tutoring? Liu Lifang hadn't targeted them. Wang Ming couldn't help but think of
his classmate Li Zhen, who belonged to this group. Li Zhen was one of Wang Ming's closest classmates;
they often visited each other's homes after school. Wang Ming carefully recalled the details of Li Zhen's behavior and suddenly remembered one time
after school, when he went to Li Zhen's house to visit him, he saw Li Zhen and his mother carrying many gifts, preparing to leave.
Li Zhen mentioned going to Teacher Liu's house. He hadn't paid much attention then, but now, thinking back, it was clear he was going to Liu Lifang's house to deliver gifts!

Wang Ming finally understood. He also remembered how many times in class Liu Lifang had mentioned sending struggling students to her
house for tutoring to improve their grades, otherwise they would regret it if they didn't get into university. Several times, he felt
Liu Lifang glancing at him. Wang Ming didn't have much interest in studying anyway, so why would he go for tutoring?

"That old slut, she's so greedy! I didn't go to her for tutoring, I didn't give her gifts, and she still messed with me like this? I
'll make her strip naked and beg me to sleep with her!" A revenge plan slowly formed in the boy's mind.

The bell rang, and Liu Lifang walked out of the classroom. Passing by Wang Ming, she said, "Come to my office." Wang Ming
followed behind Liu Lifang with his head down. Today, Liu Lifang was wearing a green floral Chinese-style cotton coat and
black cotton pants. She wore a pair of brown single shoes, which were a little too big and didn't fit her feet well, so when she lifted her foot,
half of her heel, clad in black stockings, was exposed. The material was the same as the pair Wang Ming had gotten.

Liu Lifang's black stockinged heel appeared and disappeared with her steps, and Wang Ming's heart itched. His hand unconsciously went into
his pocket and began to caress the pair of short black stockings that Liu Lifang had thrown away yesterday.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at Liu Lifang's office. As
he walked pants were pulled up, revealing her black-stockinged insteps, which were then quickly tucked under the desk, a fleeting glimpse that left Wang Ming
somewhat disappointed. Liu Lifang began grading papers without looking up. After grading two, the school bell rang, indicating
she wasn't planning on letting him attend the next class.

"Go back and call your parents," Liu Lifang said without looking up, continuing to grade the papers. "If you can't get your parents to
come, don't bother coming. I haven't seen your parents in over a year, and they've never attended a parent-teacher conference. Since your parents don't care about
your studies, then don't bother studying. You're not a studious person anyway."

Wang Ming, who had been standing outside, had already prepared a prepared statement: "Teacher Liu, my parents went abroad on business and
couldn't come. They gave me money this morning to go to your tutoring center. They said they'd
visit ." He then pulled a wad of cash from his pocket. Wang Ming has a habit of keeping several thousand yuan in cash in his pocket because the money in the stock market account
is just numbers, and having cash in his pocket gives him a greater sense of accomplishment.

"Oh?" Liu Lifang looked up and turned to see the money in Wang Ming's hand. "Put the money away first." There were other teachers in
the office at the time. "You're very smart, but you don't focus on your studies.
With your current grades, you can forget about getting into university. At most, you'll get into a junior college, and you won't even be able to find a job after that. How about this,
come to my house after school."

After school at noon, Wang Ming went to Liu Lifang's house and knocked on the door. Liu Lifang's house was a teachers' dormitory on campus, a rather
old-fashioned house, three bedrooms and a living room, about 80 square meters. Liu Lifang opened the door and saw Wang Ming, warmly greeting him
to come in. As Wang Ming changed his shoes, he cursed inwardly, "This old bastard, I knew it
. A greedy bastard, his attitude changes faster than flipping through a book. He usually has a stern face when he sees me, but as soon as he hears he's coming for tutoring, he acts like a madam seeing a customer."

Liu Lifang asked Wang Ming to sit down and poured him a glass of water. Wang Ming pretended to be flattered and stood up again.
Liu Lifang pressed Wang Ming down and sat him in the chair opposite him. Wang Ming pretended to be scared and
lowered his head . Actually, he was stealing glances at Liu Lifang's stockinged feet. "Wang Ming, your teacher is strict with you for your own good
, you know? You're very smart, it would be a waste to let your talent go to waste..."

At this moment, Liu Lifang was wearing summer sandals, but she had given Wang Ming a pair of cotton slippers. Wang Ming
looked at her stockinged feet with a puzzled expression: "This old hag, wearing single shoes in winter, what's with the sandals?"

Liu Lifang's black stockinged feet were now fully displayed in Wang Ming's eyes,
much more clearly than when he had spied on her in the computer lab last time. The stockings were black, transparent crystal silk, very thin, and he could vaguely see her white toes. Her foot shape
was quite perfect, and her toes were very neat. Many women nowadays have bunions or knock-knees.
Such foot shapes are averse to sex.

The more Wang Ming looked, the more lustful he became, wishing he could immediately push down the stockinged slut in front of him and lick her black stockinged feet wildly
. He quickly composed himself, afraid that he might actually lose control of those black-stockinged feet.

Liu Lifang spoke for a while before finally getting to the point: "Are your parents planning to have you take tutoring classes, large or small? Large classes are
one hour a week, 100 yuan per hour; small classes are two hours a week, one-on-one, 300 yuan for two hours.
Because you're all my students, my tuition is very low. Other teachers charge much more."

Wang Ming, though inexperienced, had heard from classmates that a teacher in the next class, while
also a senior teacher like Liu Lifang, was much more famous, and many students outside their class went there
for tutoring , hence the slightly higher tuition. There was also a top-tier teacher in the entire school for the senior year, whose price was
double Liu Lifang's, and only those with connections could get her tutored. Liu Lifang's teaching level was average; her senior teacher
title was probably due to the vice-principal's help.

Without hesitation, Wang Ming said, "My parents told me to decide for myself. I feel my foundation isn't good, so I'll take
one-on-one tutoring." He then pulled a wad of cash from his pocket, counted out 1200 yuan, and handed it to Liu Lifang: "
Teacher Liu, this is my tuition for this month."

Liu Lifang accepted the tuition with satisfaction, crossed her legs, and kept picking at her shoes with one black-stockinged foot.
She mumbled about what time to come for tutoring and what review materials to bring. When Wang Ming saw the black-stockinged foot picking at her shoes,
he felt overwhelmed and began to fantasize about how to caress those feet, how to have sex with
Liu Lifang manner. Having witnessed the vice-principal's affair with Liu Lifang yesterday, his fantasies about her lewd behavior
were even more vivid and concrete than before, and he completely failed to hear what Liu Lifang was saying.

"Wang Ming, Wang Ming!" Liu Lifang shouted sternly, pulling him back to reality. Wang Ming looked
up .

"You're daydreaming so quickly, how are you going to improve your studies?" Liu Lifang said sternly. At this moment,
Liu Lifang 's expression was merely serious, whereas before she had seen Wang Ming with not only seriousness but also a hint of disgust.

"Teacher Liu, I'm sorry, I was thinking about my parents going abroad and how I'll manage on my own,"
Wang Ming said hastily

, trying to come up with a solution. "Oh, okay. Then go back and call your parents and discuss it
. Move in with me next month. I have a spare room; you can eat with me. Just pay me a small fee for room and
board here will also allow me to keep an eye on you."

Wang Ming thought, "I made up a reason, and this is amazing! Moving in is
a much ." He quickly said, "Okay, thank you, teacher. I'll tell my parents when they call tonight." Liu

Lifang nodded: "Alright, you can go back now."

Wang Ming pondered Liu Lifang's words the whole way. "That old hag is still greedy. She embezzled my tutoring fees, and now she wants to
embezzle my room and board. The school has dorms and a cafeteria, but she won't let me eat or stay there. She insists on bringing me to your place. You asked for this."
There are less than ten days left until next month. Wang Ming refined his plan in his mind and purchased some essential items needed for
the plan .

"Liu Lifang, those sexy black stockings and feet, wait for me!" That night, Wang Ming fantasized about abusing Liu Lifang's
sexy black stockings and used them to masturbate, experiencing a surge of pleasure!

[To be continued]

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