The black-stockinged online friend who bought me Red Bull

Chapter 1:
I remember after graduating from university that year, I returned to my hometown with nothing to do. I spent my days hanging out with friends, often in internet cafes, staying up all night to watch porn and chat on QQ (back then, there was no WeChat for internet communication). My friend suggested we share pictures of pretty girls on our QQ accounts, and we added quite a few people, mostly from the local area, and some from surrounding counties. Among them was this girl in black stockings who bought me Red Bull! (I still don't know her name)
. I added many people, but we didn't chat much, and I didn't think much of it. A long time passed, and it was almost Chinese New Year. One night, I was online at home until about 2 a.m., and when I was about to go to sleep, I checked my QQ friends list. I opened their profiles and saw they were from surrounding counties (about an hour away by car). So I sent them a message.
"Still not asleep so late?" I asked politely, and to my surprise, she replied immediately, "Who are you?" I habitually replied, "An online friend I don't know." Then we chatted more seriously. I learned that she was a primary school math teacher, 32 years old, had a boyfriend, and was unmarried. The key point was that she often came to my area, where her classmates were. I also mentioned that I often went to her county town for business (actually, I had only been there twice). We chatted for a long time, and then I suggested a video chat. She immediately agreed, but when we turned it on, we couldn't see anything. I blocked the camera and asked her to come out, but she wouldn't agree. Later, I compromised and came out first (I'm fairly good-looking). Then she came out too, but she kept showing her chest (even though she was wearing a sweater, you could still tell that her breasts were very large, and I got an erection). She wouldn't show her face (I thought teachers were a bit conservative). After chatting for a while, I said, "Are you just going to let me see your chest the whole time? It's obviously seduction. I'm starting to feel something." As soon as I sent the message, she immediately turned off the video. I thought she was ignoring me. I regretted it and wondered what to say. Was I too hasty? Then she replied, "You little pervert, then don't look!" I knew this was going to work! I
instantly perked up: "I have to be a pervert, otherwise I won't be able to satisfy my wife later."
After a long time, she asked, "You little pervert, don't you have a girlfriend?" "
Yes, I haven't had sex in a long time because I'm away from home .
" "Oh!" "
What about you?"
"I haven't had sex for a little over a month."
"What position do you like?" I asked immediately
. "Anything is fine."
"I prefer standing from behind, and then walking around while I'm penetrating you, from the bedside to the mirror to do it for a while, then to the bathroom, then to the kitchen."
After a while, she replied, "I'm going to sleep." (How could I do this? I was just getting aroused.)
"Let's sleep together, I'll touch your breasts and put my dick inside." Then I sent a video call, but she refused,
"Answer the video call, my dick is hard!"
She answered the video call, I showed her my dick, held it with my hand, and didn't say anything. I didn't send any messages either. After a few minutes, she replied,
"I want it."
"I can come to you."
We chatted for a while after that, but she wouldn't let me see her, not even her breasts. We went from flirting to making love to changing positions. She said her boyfriend was also a teacher and wasn't into that kind of thing, and didn't know how to flirt... Several times during the video call, she asked me if it was uncomfortable because my penis was so big. I almost wanted to masturbate and ejaculate, but I didn't. In the end, the video call ended, and I said I would come to her in the morning, but she said we'd talk about it in a few days. So I watched porn, masturbated, and went to sleep.
After that, I waited for her to come online every day, but she never did. Then, around 1 a.m. on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, I was watching a card game at a friend's house when she suddenly messaged me on QQ. I recognized her profile picture immediately:
"Are you there?" "Yes." "What are you doing?" "Watching porn," (I said deliberately). "What kind of porn?" (I thought she was faking it). "Watching 'Eagle Catches Chickens'." "What's that? An animated film?" Then I said, "No, it's sex." After a while, she said, "I want to watch it too, is that okay?" I immediately replied, "Sure, just a minute." I quickly said goodbye to my friend, took a taxi, and went home. Back in my room, I quickly turned on my computer, sent the downloaded porn video (those who use QQ video chat should understand, so I won't elaborate). She accepted, but immediately closed the video after seeing it. I prefer videos with black stockings, so I deliberately chose one with more flirting. She replied, "What are you doing? Are there other women?" (She thought I was video chatting with her). I sent the video while saying, "Accept." After accepting, we watched and chatted.
"Why isn't this you? Who is this?" "This is a movie. Didn't you want to watch a movie? Do you want to watch a video of me having sex?" She didn't reply, just watched silently. I could only see her hand in the video (she types with one finger).
"It feels so good!" "I like it like this, coming from behind in the bathroom, you're wearing stockings." "Why are you wearing stockings?" "I like it." We chatted like this until it finished, then we changed to another video, all featuring women in black stockings.
"Are you wet? My dick is hard!" She didn't reply. Finally, she said she would go to school the next day. Only then did I find out that she was staying at a relative's house. She didn't have a house in the county town and lived in the school dormitory when she went to work.
"I'm going to a classmate reunion tomorrow, can I see you?" (I lied to her like this) "Sure!" "I'll get a hotel room first, then I'll tell you the room number." "Why a hotel? Come to my dorm at school!" "Let's go to a hotel!" (I was worried it wouldn't be convenient at school) "No, don't go to a hotel, come to school." I figured this was the only way for now, I couldn't rush things… So I waited for dawn, not sleeping a wink all night (the first time I felt the thrill of having an affair). At
dawn, I took the earliest bus to XX county town. After arriving, I went to a hotel and got a room (I knew going to school was out of the question). Then I turned on my computer and went on QQ, "I'm here, in room XX at XX Hotel, are you coming?" On her phone, she replied on QQ, "You're really coming?" "Why would I lie to you? Watch the video if you don't believe me." "Are you alone?" "No, there are two people, and you're here too!" "I'm not going! You little pervert, it's definitely not just you." "Why would I lie to you? Come on over, I'll definitely give you an orgasm." "Come to the school!" "Isn't the school inconvenient?" "It's just me." Seeing that, my dick instantly got hard. I asked which room it was, went downstairs, hailed a taxi, and went.
When I arrived at the dormitory she mentioned, the curtains were closed. I knocked, and a very feminine voice came from inside, "Wait a minute." My heart was pounding. About five minutes later, the door opened. The hair wasn't very long, she wore glasses, a typical teacher's style, and was wearing the long black sweater from the video that reached her thighs, with black pantyhose. "Why are you here so fast?" "No… I had nothing to do. So I came!" My voice trembled slightly; it was my first time meeting someone I met online.
Chapter Two
"I thought you wouldn't be here for a while!" I didn't speak, but looked around the room. It was very simple, with two beds on either side, an electric heater on the floor, and a writing desk in the middle covered with books. To the left of the door was a wardrobe, next to which was a washstand. A rope from the washstand led to the wardrobe, where underwear and bras hung—red lace underwear, very alluring. She stood awkwardly in the doorway, lifting the curtain to look outside: "Was the old man at the door when you came in?"
"There was someone inside, but he didn't come out." He hadn't stopped me when I came in, so he probably hadn't seen me. "You sit on the chair, I'm going downstairs to buy something." Then she put on a coat, changed her shoes, and left. I went over and looked out the window; she had indeed gone to the door to buy something. Then I picked up her underwear; it was still slightly damp (the room was really cold), probably because it hadn't completely dried after washing it yesterday. I smelled it; it smelled really good, and my penis instantly got hard. I was excited about what would happen next. Suddenly, I saw a lot of toilet paper in the trash can behind the door. My instinctive reaction was to look at it; she must have picked it out with her fingers yesterday, haha. I looked around for a while.
Hearing footsteps, she came upstairs. I immediately sat back down in my chair, grabbed a book and pretended to read it. She knocked on the door, I opened it, and then returned to my chair without saying anything (not knowing what to say). "There's no hot water, so I bought you a drink." "Thank you!" Being a gentleman, I took it and saw it was a Red Bull. "You even bought a Red Bull?" Then she sat on the bed, her hand in front of the electric heater, holding a bottle of mineral water and staring straight at me. I felt embarrassed. "Don't look at me like that, I can't stand it!"
"Stop pretending, you pervert."
"Haha!"
"Whose bed is this?"
"My colleague's. She lives at home and occasionally rests here."
"This room is too cold!" I said, standing up and sitting closer to her on the bed, taking my hand out and placing it in front of the electric heater. She didn't object, just instinctively shifted her position. Then I moved closer to her face, whispering in her ear, "Aren't you going to warm me up?" She gave me a slight push with her arm, "Go away, go away." Then I held the Red Bull in my right hand, wrapped my left arm around her waist, and she still pretended to push me away. "Why aren't you drinking it? Don't you like it?"
"I'm drinking it, mainly because I'm afraid I can't handle the Red Bull!"
"Can't handle what?" As I spoke, I casually touched her hip bone and moved down her thighs. She was on the thin side, with not much flesh on her hips. I breathed into her ear, "You bought the Red Bull, what do you mean you can't handle?" I could clearly feel her body tremble.
"I don't know." She stood up, put the water on the table, then went to the wardrobe, took off her coat, changed into thick slippers, went to the table, took out a hand warmer (most women have one), sat on the bed, and leaned against the wall. "Do you watch movies every day?"
"What movies?" I pretended not to know and opened the Red Bull and drank it. "What you put there yesterday?" she said seriously. I moved to sit next to her, put my hand on my thigh, and brought it close to her lips. She immediately turned away, and my mouth was on her forehead. "What did I put there yesterday?"
"Do you often do this with other women?" she changed the subject. "What?" I said, touching her thigh with my hand, slowly moving inwards, under her sweater, to her inner thigh. I felt her clench slightly, then relax, and then she pushed my arm gently, but not hard. "How do you have my QQ?" She closed her eyes briefly and then opened them again. "QQ search, what's wrong?" Through her pantyhose, I touched her pubic area, feeling its warmth. I placed a finger on her clitoris (even though it was wet, it wasn't as wet as others had described, even through the pantyhose). She still didn't resist, her body trembled, and her voice began to choke. "You cough, you definitely didn't come to the party."
I downed the rest of my Red Bull in one gulp, pressed my lips to her ear, and gently bit it. "I came to party with your little sister."
"Oh..." she groaned, her eyes closed. I tossed the Red Bull aside and placed my hand on her breasts. They were much bigger than I'd imagined, at least a C cup. I could feel half a breast even through her sweater; her bra couldn't contain them. She pushed me away, preventing me from touching her breasts, while simultaneously squeezing her thighs tightly together. "Don't do this!"
I knew she couldn't take it anymore, so I used my hand through her pantyhose to forcefully probe her labia, my lips still pressed against the side of her neck. "What am I doing? Is it only when I insert it?"
"Oh, oh," she breathed heavily, her eyes closed and silent. My hand, through her pantyhose, slowly moved up inside her sweater skirt, to her lower abdomen. Because she was lying against the wall, her lower abdomen was flat. I opened my palm and gently touched it, then moved my hand up to her breasts. Just as I placed my hand on her breasts, she immediately pushed me away and stood up. (Her real resistance was still quite strong; honestly, raping a woman is very difficult.) "In broad daylight, aren't you afraid someone will come?" Hearing this, I was still a little surprised. I immediately hugged her from behind, my head just touching her buttocks. Before she could react, I pressed my face against hers, my nose against her buttocks. Even through her pantyhose, it was still effective. "My little brother's been here for ages!"
She pulled at me. "Can you stop moving?" I thought to myself, she's acting like a complete idiot. But then I thought it was necessary. A teacher, it wouldn't be interesting if I started before even seducing her. At this crucial moment, because the room was quite cool, and I'd drunk Red Bull, I needed to use the restroom. So I put my hands down. "What's wrong? Don't
you like being from behind?" "Stop being disgusting." Saying this, she went to the door, pulled back the curtains, and looked outside. "Don't look. I checked before I came. Nobody's here."
I walked behind her and hugged her, my already hard penis pressing against her buttocks. She pushed her head away but still looked left and right outside. "Don't talk nonsense. The gatekeeper patrols every day." I continued, pressing my mouth against the back of her neck, panting, "I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum on your pants!" She immediately turned and pushed me away, "Ah, no, don't cum on my pants."
"Haha, just kidding, I haven't even had my party with your sister yet!" As I spoke, I ran my finger along her crotch. "I need to go to the bathroom!"
"You scared me, go straight to the right outside." Then, before leaving, I deliberately held her tightly. She pushed me away forcefully, and I stared at her. "Give me a kiss before you go."
"Oh, hurry up."
"What's wrong, can't wait?"
"Disgusting, hurry up." Before she could finish speaking, I pressed my lips to hers. It smelled wonderful, like chewing gum. Her lips parted slightly, and I stuck my tongue in, licking her tongue. She didn't cooperate, but she didn't object either. Her hands slowly moved to her chest, her eyes tightly closed, her hands slowly sliding down to her sides. I pushed her back slightly, leaning against the window (the curtains were drawn), and used my knee to press against her crotch. I could feel her enjoying this teasing; her body was completely limp. I reached out my right hand, pulled up her sweater, and slipped my hand inside, onto her pantyhose. It was tight. I pulled the handle open and put it inside. It was warm. When I got to her panties, I gently pressed my fingers against her mons pubis. I could feel a lot of hair. I lowered my head and licked her neck with my tongue. She leaned her head against the glass, panting, "Oh, oh."
My hand slowly moved down, touching her labia through her panties. I used one finger to dig hard. It was hot and moist. A little further down, I felt sticky. Just as I thought, she was already wet. I couldn't feel it through the thick pantyhose. At this moment, she put her hand on my arm and pushed it away, probably an instinctive reaction. I ignored her and continued to dig with my fingers from one side of her panties, directly to the entrance. It was very wet and slippery. I could feel a lot of hair. I just gently dug like that. As soon as my finger went in a little, her breathing became louder. "Oh, oh" (not a loud moan, just a slightly heavier breath), I went in a little more, it felt tight, but not so tight that I couldn't go in. Then she opened her eyes. "Go to the bathroom first." I ignored her and continued inserting my fingers. She couldn't take it anymore and cried out, "Ah... go to the bathroom, hurry up!" She
pushed me away forcefully. I took my hand out and smelled it in front of her. "Okay, take off your clothes and wait for me." She blushed and slapped me. "Stop being disgusting, hurry up and go." Excited, I quickly opened the door and went to the bathroom as fast as I could. I knocked on the door. "Wait, I'm changing!" Hearing this, my penis got even harder. The show was about to begin. I opened the door and paused for a moment. She had changed her pantyhose into black stockings, but was still wearing a long sweater. I immediately came to my senses and went inside. The blankets were already laid out. I turned around and hugged her. She pushed me away forcefully. "Hey, wait a minute." I touched my thigh and, sure enough, she had changed into thin stockings. "What are you looking at? These are my colleague's. I would never wear these!" I didn't think much of it; who cares whose they are?
"I can't take it!" I lifted her sweater and reached inside. To my surprise, she wasn't wearing underwear. I thought it was my imagination, but there was a strong, fleshy feel to it—warm, slippery, and very wet. Her clothes were soaked. She pushed me away and quickly went to the bed and burrowed under the covers. "I'm freezing." "It's okay, your little brother will warm you up." I went over and started taking off my clothes. "Why do you have tattoos? You don't look like a good person." As I took off my clothes, a tattoo I got from street dancing in college was revealed on my arm. "Have you ever seen a thug get a tattoo like this?"
"I don't know, but a normal person would never get a tattoo." The teacher's thinking is rather conservative, which is understandable. I didn't say anything more. She was only wearing thermal underwear, and the room was really cold. The radiator in the corner was practically cold; only the electric heater was working. As soon as I lay down, she moved further in, turned her back to me, and then casually picked up the book from the bedside table. I ignored her and put my hand directly on her thigh, slowly moving it inwards. The smooth feeling through her stockings was incredibly comfortable, my penis pressed against her buttocks.
She didn't move, just kept reading. "I've seen people cook while having sex, but I've never seen someone read a book while having sex." She tapped me on the head with the book. "You're a teacher, what else would you be reading?" Hearing this, I immediately threw off the covers and pressed myself against her. "Little brother loves teachers the most." She buried her head in her sweater, not wearing a bra. Her breasts were really big, and they didn't sag even when she lay down. I touched them with one hand, pinched them, and squeezed them hard—they were great. I pinched her nipple hard with my fingers. "Oh. Oh. Gently." The moans were still faint, just heavy breathing.
It was hard, and I took it directly into my mouth. She pushed it away slightly with her hand, then remained still, moaning "oh oh." I pulled off my long johns and underwear, my penis pressing against her labia. Because I was wearing stockings, I could only thrust like this. She slowly placed her hands on my waist and began to gently pull me. I slowly moved my tongue down to her waist, and she moved up and down with me. "Oh oh, it's a little cold." "It'll get hot soon, that's what makes it exciting."
Hearing me say that, her moans grew louder. "Oh...oh, you bad guy!"
I used my tongue to lightly touch her hips and slowly move down. Through the stockings, I could see that her pubic hair was really thick and abundant, even more so than in AV films. I continued licking her thighs, one hand touching the other. It felt really good through the stockings. "Why do you have so much hair?"
she moaned softly. "Oh, I don't know!"
I continued licking her inner thighs. Her body was trembling, probably because of the cold and the stimulation. "Has your boyfriend ever licked you like this?"
she panted. "Oh, don't mention him."
I poked her entrance with my finger. "You're so wet, do you want a cock?" She didn't speak, her eyes tightly closed, continuing to moan as if enjoying herself. "Want my tongue to lick you?" I continued to tease her. She opened her eyes and immediately put her hand in front of my face, "No." I pulled hard, and I could feel her strong resistance. Then I continued to lick her inner thigh with my tongue. She didn't object, and closed her eyes again. I slowly tried to pull her hand away, trying to stop her. "How was that guy I saw yesterday, the one who'd insert it from behind while you were cooking? All the water was flowing down there," I said, continuing to lick. Her moans grew louder, "Mmm...mmm..." I
pulled her hands away and forcefully inserted my fingers. It was tight, very wet, even through the stockings. I almost shoved them all the way in. She shuddered, immediately tensing her waist, her legs clamping tightly around me, her hands gripping my back hard. I felt even more water down there, and her moans grew louder, "Mmm...oh...ah..." She must have orgasmed. I looked up; her mouth was open, her eyes were closed even tighter, and she was pulling the stockings off with both hands. Hearing the sound, she opened her eyes, her mouth open, "Mmm...oh..." I continued inserting my fingers. It felt less tight now, but there was still so much water, it was very slippery, the sheets were already soaked. I used two fingers, increasing the speed, while my left hand gripped her breasts tightly. She gripped my arm, her moans growing louder, but not the typical moaning of pleasure. Her breath was heavy, her voice soft, "Oh...mmm...mmm...oh." "Does it feel good?" I continued to tease her. She remained silent, her mouth slightly open, "Mmm...mmm...mmm..."
Suddenly, her grip tightened. "Mmm...mmm...oh...faster!" Just one word. Hearing that, I pressed harder, increasing the speed and pleasure. "What did you say?" She deliberately didn't hear me. "Mmm...mmm...mmm...faster!"
I immediately grabbed her breasts hard, her body trembling again, her whole body tensing. "Ah...mmm...mmm...ah..." Another orgasm, "splish!" A little sprayed out, leaving small spots on the sheets. Was this squirting? Not that much. "Oh...oh...oh oh...oh..." Her hands still gripped me tightly. I saw it was about time; my penis was already quite wet. I knelt up, placed it at the entrance, and gently touched her clitoris with the glans...

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