After the transfer student enrolled, her mother seduced me again.

In the second semester of my junior year, a transfer student named Wang Lin'er joined our class. She was pretty and charming, with a long braid cascading down her back—a truly captivating girl. All the boys wanted her as their deskmate, but unfortunately, they all already had deskmates. Our homeroom teacher pointed to an empty seat next to me and said, "Wang Lin'er, you can sit next to Fang Ning." Haha, I was so happy!
And so, Wang Lin'er became my deskmate. Wang Lin'er had jet-black braids, a slender figure, and a very intelligent expression. I introduced myself first, saying, "My name is Fang Ning, nice to meet you." Wang Lin'er smiled, and that's how we met. I liked to call her Lin'er; her expression held a hint of sadness, and sometimes she would unconsciously look out the window. I jokingly asked if she liked any of the boys in our class. Lin'er earnestly denied it. At the end of the semester, Lin'er and I both ranked in the top ten of the grade. Lin'er is lively and adorable. We often walk home together after school, always going in the same direction. Once, Lin'er was wearing high heels and twisted her ankle. I quickly helped her sit on a platform by the flower bed, took off her high heels, and massaged her foot. Lin'er was wearing crystal stockings, and her cute little feet looked incredibly alluring encased in the translucent stockings. I held her little feet in my hands and massaged them for a long time, reluctant to let go. Finally, Lin'er blushed and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore, thank you." Even that evening, I was still savoring the taste of Lin'er's little feet; they truly captivated me. I had a sudden urge to possess Lin'er. I
often admired the way Lin'er changed into her sneakers during PE class, her long hair flowing down her front, her delicate feet peeking out. "What size shoes do you wear?" I asked her once. "Oh, I wear a size 36." "That's so small," I said. Lin'er replied, "My mom's feet are even smaller; she wears a size 35." A thought flickered in my mind. I have a foot fetish; I especially love women's small feet. I often secretly watch them put on and take off their stockings, and it excites me. I'm not entirely sure when I developed this fetish, but the smallest feet the women I secretly admire are at least size 36 or 37; I've never seen a size 35. Anyway, after learning that Lin'er's mother's feet are size 35, I had a strong urge to admire her mother's beautiful feet. I thought to myself, "How wonderful it would be if I could see her mother's small, delicate feet someday." A thought formed in my mind: first possess Lin'er, then possess her mother. Lin'er's birthday is June 16th. We arranged to celebrate at a small hotel restaurant in the suburbs. After a few drinks and several dishes, Lin'er, feeling a bit tipsy, started to feel drowsy. I booked a room, helped her in, and then carried her to the bed. Looking at this beautiful young woman lying there, I was incredibly excited. I took off her high heels; she was wearing size 36 shoes I'd bought her, along with a pair of flesh-colored stockings I'd also bought her. I lifted her long skirt, revealing a pair of beautiful legs. I greedily caressed them—ah, so comfortable! And her little feet in stockings! I squeezed and kneaded them, it was truly enjoyable. I remembered her saying her mother's feet were even smaller, and my manhood immediately hardened. Sooner or later, I'd enjoy her mother's beautiful body and sexy little feet too. I stripped the pretty girl naked. Lin'er was wearing sexy red panties and a white bra. As I took off her panties, I held my breath. I parted Lin'er's legs and slowly pulled down her stockings to below her buttocks. I admired Lin'er's vulva; her delicate and sweet hymen was revealed before my eyes. Lin'er was indeed a virgin, just as I had imagined. I parted Lin'er's labia and carefully admired her beautiful hymen. It was truly beautiful; it was the symbol of Lin'er's virginity. Did I really want to deflower Lin'er? Finally, the thought of possessing Lin'er and making her my private property overwhelmed me, and I decided to take action. I stuck out my tongue and licked Lin'er's labia, then began to lick wildly. Slowly, a large amount of nectar flowed from Lin'er's honey hole. I had already taken off my panties. I aimed my "treasure" at Lin'er's vulva and inserted it. There was almost no resistance; the nectar acted as lubrication. With a soft "plop," I knew that Lin'er had been deflowered. After ten minutes of frantic thrusting, my penis ejaculated.
I finally possessed Lin'er as I had wished. When Lin'er woke up, she cried. I told her I would take responsibility for her, and she stopped crying, obediently falling into my arms and letting me caress her. I then picked up Lin'er's stockinged feet and squeezed them with my hands. Lin'er was a little surprised; she was so shy and tried her best to pull her feet away, but I held them tightly, and her little feet couldn't escape. I said, "You're mine now. Obey me obediently and don't resist." Lin'er looked at me with a wronged expression. She knew that her virginity had been taken by me. Although she was very unaccustomed to it, there was no point in not letting me touch her little feet anymore. She had no choice but to obediently extend her little feet. I knew that I had completely possessed Lin'er; everything about her belonged to me. Her body had become my private property, and her body and soul had been conquered by me. From then on, I often found opportunities to caress and play with Lin'er's beautiful little feet in stockings. I didn't always possess Lin'er's body; I mainly focused on caressing her stockinged feet. This helped Lin'er maintain a healthy figure and youthful vitality. Lin'er gradually adapted to my fetish, changing into different colors of stockings each time for me to caress and enjoy. As the frequency increased, just picking up her little stockinged feet would arouse Lin'er's entire body; her nipples would slowly harden, and her clitoris would slowly produce nectar, which perfectly suited my taste.
Once, Lin'er mentioned that her mother often wore a type of crystal flesh-colored stockings that weren't sold here; her mother's colleague had brought them back from a trip to South Korea. I happily told Lin'er, "Come see me next time you wear them." Lin'er nodded shyly. That afternoon, no one was home, so I invited Lin'er to my house. Looking at the sexy young woman before me, I couldn't wait to lift her skirt. Sure enough, her beautiful legs and feet were stunning. Those alluring stockings had once graced Lin'er's mother's small, beautiful feet. The excitement felt like being in heaven. I picked up Lin'er's stockinged feet and gently massaged them. I asked, "Lin'er, is your mother's foot size 10?" Lin'er shyly replied, "Yes." "Why are you asking that?" I said, "They're so sexy!" I wanted to touch my aunt's stockinged feet, and Lin'er angrily slapped me.
On the day of the holiday, I got Lin'er's address and we agreed to play badminton together during the summer vacation. Lin'er lived far away, in the motorcade's family compound. One morning during the summer vacation, I went to find Lin'er, but it was hard to find her. Hearing a knock on the door, I opened it, and Lin'er saw me standing outside with a badminton racket. Lin'er quickly led me into her room. Seeing the study guide on her desk, she smiled and said, "So diligent! Let's go play badminton, it's in the motorcade compound." Lin'er was excited, changed into her sneakers, and came downstairs with me.
The motorcade's basketball court was flat, usually used for parking cars, but now the cars were all used for transport. We played until almost noon, everyone was drenched in sweat. Lin'er got tired and stood to the side to rest. Seeing this, I didn't want to play anymore either, so I stopped. Lin'er said to me,
"Don't go back for lunch, have lunch at my house!" I nodded, feeling very happy. Lin'er and I went to the motorcade's residential compound, which was only separated by a wall. Inside were rows of single-story houses.
Entering Lin'er's house, I saw a young woman, around thirty-eight or thirty-nine years old, with long, flowing hair. Lin'er called out, "Mom!" and said, "This is my classmate Xiaohua. We were playing badminton together, we're so tired, can you make us something nice to eat?"
I called her "Auntie." Lin'er's mother, Xiao Xueqin, was very pretty and dignified. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her shoulders, and she wore small green plastic slippers with a flower on the upper of her tiny feet. They were indeed petite and delicate, even smaller than Lin'er's feet, making them incredibly adorable. She wore a white dress and thin, flesh-colored stockings, which made her small feet appear even more exquisite and charming—truly a treasure. I really wanted to possess her beautiful feet; I wanted to touch her stockinged feet. But remembering that she was the mother of my beloved Lin'er, I suppressed this unhealthy thought.
We went inside, and Lin'er and I sat around the table to eat. It was ribbonfish and white rice, which was delicious. Lin'er's mother sat on the sofa watching us eat. After we finished, Lin'er took the chopsticks and bowls to the kitchen to wash them.
Only Lin'er's mother and I remained. I sat opposite her and said that Auntie's ribbonfish was delicious. Lin'er's mother smiled and said yes, then asked if I was full. Just as I was about to say, "I'm full," Lin'er's mother served me another bowl of rice. Smelling the unique fragrance of a mature woman emanating from her, I felt a little intoxicated.
Her question warmed my heart with a maternal love; her voice was soft and had a special magnetism. Lin'er and her mother looked very alike, but the mature woman's charm emanating from Lin'er's mother was something Lin'er couldn't match. Naturally, Lin'er was my beloved girl, but I also felt a strong attraction to her mother. I vaguely sensed that this woman was lonely, yet she exuded a unique charm of a mature woman. Perhaps feeling her skirt wasn't comfortable enough, Lin'er's mother adjusted it. It was clear that Lin'er's mother was wearing flesh-colored stockings, and green mid-heeled sandals accentuated her alluring legs. Her movement was unexpectedly exaggerated, revealing her sexy thighs completely. Lin'er's
mother clearly realized something, her expression somewhat embarrassed. I quickly pretended to look away, but thinking of her sexy legs, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. She became somewhat reserved, lowering her head, her hair cascading over her full chest.
I noticed Lin'er's mother wasn't looking at me, so I brazenly admired her alluring legs and captivating feet in green slippers. Although Lin'er's mother looked to be in her thirties, she possessed a charm that stirred my heart more than younger women—a unique allure of a beautiful young woman. She seemed to sense my admiration and slowly raised her head, her face flushed, making her even more alluring. I was completely captivated, but remembering she was my classmate's mother, I had to suppress my impulses. After Lin'er finished washing the dishes, she suddenly remembered we were out of salt, so she called out, "Mom, I'll go downstairs to buy some. I'll be back in a bit. Fang Ning, why don't you sit here for a while?" I said, "Okay, hurry up, we'll go play ball later." Lin'er agreed. Lin'er's mother seemed to be the quiet type; after Lin'er left, she became even more reserved. I tried to make conversation: "Auntie, your clothes are very nice, and they fit you well." She seemed a little embarrassed by my compliment. I accidentally dropped my teacup. She exclaimed, and I quickly said, "Auntie, it's alright, I'll clean it up."
She was about to decline when I bent down and picked up the shards from her feet. I said, "Auntie, don't move yet, there are shards on your feet." She didn't move. I boldly grabbed her right foot, which was splattered with shards. The shards were very small; there were also some in Lin'er's mother's slippers. I took off her right slipper, emptied the shards, and then held Lin'er's mother's delicate foot, carefully examining it for any remaining fragments. Her foot, encased in a thin silk stocking, looked incredibly translucent. I held Lin'er's mother's foot in my hands, admiring it closely. Her small, size 35 foot was like a precious jewel, utterly captivating. After removing the shards from her foot, I felt a pang of reluctance to put it down. My blood was boiling; I earnestly admired this treasure.
Lin'er's mother's face flushed even more. She shifted her body, hastily pulling her small foot away, but the movement was too forceful, causing a long slit in her snow-white dress, revealing her alluring legs to me—a sight to behold! My blood surged, and a sudden thought arose in my mind: I had to get my hands on her stockings. I ran my hand up her leg, but before I could reach her thigh, she clamped her legs tightly together, preventing me from succeeding. Seeing this, I remembered she was my classmate's mother, and I slapped myself. I said, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I was a jerk."
Seeing this, she said, "Don't hit yourself. Young people these days are all impulsive. I forgive you. But you can't do this again. You and Lin'er are good friends." Lin'er came back from buying salt, and we went to the basketball court together. As we left, I said to Lin'er's mother, "Auntie, I'm leaving." Lin'er's mother looked at us and said, "Have fun, but be careful. Fang Ning, come over to play again when you have time." I said okay, but a surge of desire rose within me. Lin'er's mother's jade-like feet, her alluring legs in flesh-colored stockings—I finally had another chance to admire them. Hehe, let me play again, let me play with your stockinged feet. After Lin'er came back, we played badminton for a while. During a break, I asked Lin'er to steal her mother's stockings and bring them home to me. Lin'er initially refused, but couldn't resist my repeated requests. So, she went home and, when her mother wasn't looking, stole a pair of stockings that her mother had just taken off and hadn't washed yet.
Back home, I took out Lin'er's mother's stockings. Her charming, slender legs and her crystal-clear, rounded, fragrant feet appeared before me. A thought arose in my mind: I must get my hands on Lin'er's mother; I was willing to pay any price. I told myself not to think about it anymore, but the restlessness of adolescence always arrives quietly at certain times. One night, I dreamt of those alluring, sexy legs in stockings. The next morning, I found my shorts soaking wet. It was the first time I'd ever had a wet dream with a woman, and I felt incredibly dirty. I was also infatuated with my classmate's mother; this dark feeling haunted me, making it impossible for me to calm down whenever I saw Lin'er's mother. Her maturity, her poise, her sexiness—all stirred my nascent adolescent desires.
Finally, the college entrance exams arrived. In the sweltering July heat, I channeled all my energy into the exams. One day in August, I received an acceptance letter from a local university, and Lin'er, as I'd hoped, was admitted to the local art academy. After everything settled down, my heart was no longer at peace. I knew it stemmed from another realm, like the surging lava at the base of a volcano. The beautiful pleasure—the pleasure of Lin'er's stockinged, beautiful feet—was incredible. I was eager to find an opportunity to possess her mother's stockinged, beautiful feet. I'd heard that Lin'er's mother was going to remarry, and I was particularly anxious. I had to make my move.
On a not-too-hot night, as I smelled the scent of Lin'er's mother's stockings, my mind was suddenly filled with fantasies. Lin'er's mother's beautiful legs in stockings and her alluring feet swirled in my mind. I had to admire her beautiful legs and touch her tempting little feet again. Having made up my mind, I headed towards Lin'er's house, hoping she wouldn't be home. I nervously knocked on Lin'er's door. A middle-aged man opened it. I was a little surprised.
Lin'er's mother blushed slightly when she saw me. After a moment's hesitation, she asked, "Are you here to see Lin'er?" Her voice was soft: "Lin'er went to her cousin's house. Please come into Lin'er's room and sit for a while. This is Teacher Yue." I greeted Teacher Yue and then sat in Lin'er's room to wait for her. I was very unhappy. The thought of that middle-aged man made me uncomfortable. My mind was filled with the image of another man touching Lin'er's mother's beautiful, stockinged feet. I was very annoyed. I wanted to leave immediately, but I couldn't move my legs. Just as I was awkwardly wondering what to do, I heard a soft voice again: "Take care." The man finally left. My chance had come, hahaha.
I stepped into the living room, my heart pounding with anxiety. I was facing a gentle woman 20 years older than me. She was still wearing that white dress and flesh-colored stockings, her beautiful stockinged legs still so alluring. We talked in the room. Time ticked by, and I suddenly looked up at the clock on the wall. It was already past 10 p.m. Lin'er's mother said it seemed Lin'er wasn't coming back. She had said that if Lin'er wasn't back by 10 p.m., she would stay at her cousin's house. "Why don't you come back tomorrow?" I said. I had no choice but to stand up and say, "Auntie, I'll be going now." But I really didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay and admire her beautiful stockinged legs a little longer. Lin'er's mother also stood up from the sofa. She was still sitting on the same wooden foam sofa as a year ago. Something inside me was suddenly touched. I turned around abruptly by the screen door and hugged her tightly. She was still in shock and instinctively pushed me away, saying, "Don't do this, don't do this." She struggled, trying to break free from my embrace, but she couldn't. I picked Lin'er's mother up and carried her to the inner room, laying her across the bed. She twisted and struggled, shouting, "Xiaohua, what do you want to do to me? I'm your aunt, your classmate's mother. You can't be so presumptuous!"
I naturally wouldn't listen. I made small talk, saying, "Auntie, I like you, I need you. I've long been fascinated by your beautiful legs and small feet." Xiao Xueqin's face turned pale with anger. She said fiercely, "How dare you lay a hand on your classmate's mother! I knew you weren't a good person last time. I'm going to tell your parents and your teacher!" I said wildly, "I'm not afraid. Even if I am, I'll have to taste you first." With that, I took off her only shoe—the other one she had managed to pull off earlier. I stroked her fragrant foot, encased in a thin layer of stockings; her jade-like feet were incredibly alluring. I stroked up her thigh. Wearing stockings was a completely different experience. Touching Lin'er's mother's beautiful legs in stockings felt absolutely wonderful. Lin'er's mother tried to stop me, shouting, "Good child, you can't do this to your auntie! You can't molest your auntie!" She squeezed her legs tightly together, and I grabbed her two lovely little feet. Lin'er's mother was anxious; she struggled to pull her legs away, desperately trying to protect her chastity, but she was no match for my strength. She couldn't pull her little feet out of my grasp. Seeing her feet held in my hands, her efforts futile, and seeing that I was only fascinated by her feet, she lowered her guard and stopped struggling. Slowly, her feet obediently let me caress them. What a beautiful pair of little feet, so charming, and they felt so good to the touch. I admired and caressed Xueqin's beautiful, stockinged feet for a full twenty minutes. Xueqin kept her eyes closed the whole time. Looking at her mature and alluring face, I thought: I must possess her completely. The only way is to possess her completely physically, so that her beautiful, stockinged feet can truly belong to me. I was tormented, excited, and ecstatic by this crazy thought. Taking advantage of Lin'er's mother's inattention, I slowly parted her jade feet, peeking under Lin'er's mother's skirt. She didn't notice and was shyly closing her eyes. I was convinced that only by possessing Lin'er's mother's body could I possess these beautiful stockinged feet forever.
I parted them wider and wider, and her panties were exposed. Lin'er's mother screamed and tried to squeeze her legs together, but it was too late. I went mad. I lay on top of her, pressing down on her left leg, and then used my right hand to forcefully push against her right leg. She screamed and could no longer close her legs, which gave me the perfect opportunity to do as I pleased. I prepared to take off the long stockings that covered her jade legs. Knowing my intentions, Xiao Xueqin, her eyes red, tried her best to stop me. She couldn't allow a boy the same age as her daughter to insult her self-esteem, but I didn't care. I wanted to satisfy my inner desires. I forcefully pulled her skirt up, grabbed the edge of her stockings, and tried to insert my fingers inside, then pull them down. Xiao Xueqin grabbed my hands, preventing me from entering her stockings. I twisted her hands behind her back. Excitement, pleasure, joy. I was extremely excited. I had finally gotten Lin'er's mother. Her full buttocks made it difficult for me to remove her stockings without stretching them open with my hands.
The feeling of removing her stockings was wonderful. I prayed inwardly, longing to possess her beautiful legs. Finally, I pulled her stockings down to her jade-like feet, revealing her snow-white thighs before my eyes—an alluring sight. I held her small, stockinged feet in my hands, inhaled deeply, and the sensual scent made me even more insane. Lin'er's mother was exhausted, but still said, "Xiaohua, you can take the stockings you like, but hurry up and leave." I told her, "Lin'er already gave me a pair of your stockings." She exclaimed in panic, "What? How could this child be like this?" I said, "Auntie, can I have your stockinged feet forever?" Lin'er's mother's face turned bright red. Looking at my frantic expression, she said angrily and helplessly, "Fine, Auntie's stockinged feet are yours. Now that you've seen enough, hurry up and leave. Don't let Lin'er see. You can come back another time, and then..."
I interrupted her, "And then what?" Xiao Xueqin blushed deeply, staring at me, unable to utter a single word. My hand slipped inside her white skirt, the first mature woman's body to evoke such a strong impulse in me. It was like an electric shock, but it also gave me immense courage. I lifted her skirt and saw her red thong panties, so close to me. I reached out to pull them down, saying, "Lift your buttocks." Xiao Xueqin, somewhat intoxicated, obediently lifted her buttocks. I grabbed the edge of her panties and pulled them down forcefully. Xiao Xueqin shuddered, cried out in surprise, and then closed her eyes tightly. I smelled it; the fragrance of Lin'er's mother's vulva was intoxicating—it was a fragrant hole! This made me hot-blooded. I put her stockings and red panties aside. Then I knelt beside her vulva, carefully admiring Lin'er's mother's hidden treasure. Lin'er's mother shyly tried to close her legs, but how could I let her close her jade legs so easily? With a little force, she lost her strength and cried, saying, "You can't rape your aunt! I'm your classmate's mother! How can you bully me like this?" I was so excited I didn't care about her reaction. Besides, once I had completely possessed her body, her stockinged feet would naturally be mine. I shouted, "Aunt Qin, you're my woman, I'm going to have you today!" I buried my head in her flower, slowly licking her luscious lips with my tongue. She trembled violently, and thick nectar gushed out. I excitedly said, "Auntie, you're flowing out so much nectar!" Xiao Xueqin blushed and said, "No, don't bully me." I opened my mouth wide and ate her flower, swallowing it whole. I quickly felt her nectar flood my mouth, and I swallowed it in large gulps. It was indeed sweet, even sweeter than Lin'er's nectar.
I then reached into her shirt and grabbed Lin'er's mother's full breasts. She completely let me do as I pleased. I took her alluring nipple into my mouth, and her full, charming breasts, with their beautiful curves, were right under my lips. I slowly ate them, bite by bite, as if I had returned to infancy. I stroked her fair skin with my hand. It was hard to imagine that a woman nearing forty could maintain such smooth and supple skin. It was probably related to her years of celibacy; no man had touched her, and it was as if a treasure had been kept hidden in a jewelry box. Once it was taken out, the feeling of being appreciated was like fireworks, dazzling and captivating. She lay quietly on the bed, her jade-like legs spread wide, letting me suckle her breasts and lick her clitoris.
I held her size 35 feet in my hands, admiring them carefully. What beautiful little feet! But I preferred the way they looked encased in stockings, and her beautiful legs encased in the glistening stockings were even more alluring. I said to Xiao Xueqin, "Put on your stockings again." She angrily replied, "I won't." I shouted, "Try not wearing them! I'm going to tell Lin'er what happened today. If you don't listen to me, I'll tell everyone about it!" Xiao Xueqin angrily said, "You're shameless!" But in the end, she gave in and obeyed, sitting up obediently. She took the stockings, carefully positioned them on her small toes, and slowly slipped them onto her feet, then onto her legs. I watched this beautiful young woman's every move, not missing a single detail. My blood was boiling. Watching Xiao Xueqin put on the stockings, my lower body hardened. I had the urge to possess her. After she finished putting on the stockings, she seemed helpless, unsure whether to lie down or sit. I wrapped my arms around her slender waist and gently laid her back on the bed. I turned her body so her buttocks were facing upwards; I wanted to caress her buttocks. Two beautiful, full, and alluring petals appeared. I slowly ran my hand over Xueqin's buttocks. Xiao Xueqin sobbed. A woman who had nurtured her body for years, a woman who hadn't tasted a man's touch for so long, was finally awakened again by her student.
Xueqin's stockings had a slit in the middle, and the way she wore them without underwear looked so sexy. I stared at Xueqin's genitals as I took off my own trousers and underwear. "What are you doing?" Xiao Xueqin said in terror, "Are you going to rape me? You can't do this!" I said, "Now you can't have your way. From today onwards, your body is my private property, do you hear me, Xiao Xueqin?" Xiao Xueqin glared at me angrily. I said, "Say it now, my body is your private property, I won't remarry." "Say it or not, hurry up." Xiao Xueqin's eyes reddened with anger, but in the end she gave up resisting. She whispered, "My body is your private property, I won't remarry." I said, "I have to add one more thing: I can do whatever I want to you, you have to let me do whatever I want to you, do you hear me?" Xiao Xueqin: "Okay." I said, "You have to say it all the way through." Xiao Xueqin closed her eyes and whispered, "My body is your private property. I won't remarry. I belong only to you. You can use me however you want, whenever and wherever you want, whether I like it or not." I asked her curiously, "Aren't these the words you used to say to Lin'er's father? Not my exact words, but they drive men even crazier." Xiao Xueqin nodded. Later, I learned that Lin'er's father was also obsessed with Xiao Xueqin's stockinged feet and had his own unique way of enjoying women, just like I did. I was incredibly excited; I possessed the world's most exquisite treasure. Hahahaha. I slowly inserted my penis into Xueqin's alluring flower core. Xueqin obediently spread her jade legs, allowing me no obstruction. She also produced a lot of nectar, providing excellent lubrication.
When everything calmed down, we embraced each other naked. Her hair was disheveled, and she suddenly burst into tears, saying sadly, "You're bullying a widow like me." I panicked instantly, knelt before her, slapped myself several times, begged for her forgiveness for my impulsiveness, and confessed that I had fallen in love with her.
"How could that be? I'm 20 years older than you, the mother of your classmate," she said, covering her face.
"Aunt Qin, I love you. I've never forgotten you since I saw your adorable little feet in stockings, and the braised ribbonfish you made." Her face was flushed with a woman's blush, looking very smooth. I kissed her cheek, and this time she didn't reject my intimacy.
Later, Lin'er told me: "It's strange. Mom originally said she wanted to find me a stepfather, but lately she hasn't mentioned it. That Mr. Yue is a really nice person. I don't know why my mom agreed at first, but then changed her mind. Mr. Yue came to my house almost every day to see my mom those few days, and my mom chased him away every time. Later, seeing Mr. Yue's disappointed and haggard appearance, I felt sorry for him. It's obvious that he really likes my mom." Hearing Lin'er's words, I was thrilled. I thought to myself, "Her mother really is a submissive and obedient woman. She and her daughter Lin'er are both completely possessed by me. What man wouldn't love a woman as beautiful as Lin'er's mother? Hehe, Teacher Yue, I'm sorry, you don't have that kind of luck."
I took another opportunity to see Xiao Xueqin, choosing to knock on the door when Lin'er wasn't home. We silently entered the inner room. Xiao Xueqin sat down on the edge of the bed, still wearing that pure white dress, still wearing those sexy flesh-colored crystal pantyhose, and still wearing those green slippers with a small flower on the upper of her cute little feet. The more I looked, the more excited I became. I knew that today I would enjoy Xueqin's beautiful legs and caress her little jade feet without any resistance, because Xueqin's body had already been completely possessed by me, and there was no need for her to resist today. I hugged her from behind. She only pushed me away a few times before falling into my arms. I laid her on the bed, letting her lie sprawled out. Today, I was going to slowly savor Xiao Xueqin's snow-white flesh and silk-stockinged legs. She lay obediently on the bed, motionless. I picked up her delicate, size 35 silk-stockinged feet and slowly savored them. So beautiful, the feel was wonderful. I had obtained a treasure of the world. Xueqin felt a little ticklish from my caresses, and she pulled her long legs back slightly, revealing a glimpse of her sexy skirt. My blood surged, and I lifted Xueqin's skirt, revealing her beautiful silk-stockinged legs. Xueqin shyly pressed her long legs together. Haha, I even wanted to protect her desires; women all have this subconscious instinct. Little did I know, once a woman opens the door to her desires that she has kept closed for so many years, she can never close it again. I told her that I was going to Beijing tomorrow, and that I would marry her after graduation and take responsibility for her. Her face flushed, and she only said one sentence: "Perhaps everything is fate, but don't marry me. I'll let Lin'er marry you, and my body will naturally belong to you too." I was excited to the point of madness. Lin'er marrying me meant that Xueqin would also belong to me. The three of us living together would be a wonderful thing. Seeing my excitement, Xueqin blushed and said: "Lin'er and I are both yours, you naughty boy, look how happy you are." Looking at the woman lying in my arms, a woman 20 years older than me, I could only turn my deep love into a gentle kiss. I said to her: "Aunt Qin, I love your mature charm, your gentle naked body." Xiao Xueqin said shyly in a soft voice:
"From now on, when it's just the two of us, don't call me Aunt Qin anymore, just call me Sister Qin. Calling me Aunt Qin makes me sound so old, I'm only 38." Her words seemed to tacitly approve of our relationship. I could no longer leave her gentleness.

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