My girlfriend's stockings sex act 01~02 (complete)

(I) Nightclub Stockings
My current girlfriend, Ada, is someone I met in college. When we met, I was a
wild student with reversed day and night, spending my weekends partying and chasing after women in nightclubs and bars. She was a sexy and alluring lead dancer in those nightclubs.
By chance, we met and quickly fell in love, and under the influence of alcohol and mutual sexual attraction,
we tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time. Later, we each found part-time jobs and used the money we earned to rent a
small apartment as our love nest. I remember she would get off work late at night. Every time she came home,
we would start making love as soon as she entered the door, sometimes several times a night. I always made her wear
the stockings and high heels she wore to work, and watching her kneel on the floor with her bare, black-stockinged feet giving me oral sex felt incredibly good.
And during sex, her full, sexy buttocks were also very alluring, and her movements were so energetic that after each time,
I felt almost completely exhausted, like I had just tamed a voluptuous little mare.
And so, we went from being together out of passion to gradually getting to know each other and finally falling deeply in love. After
graduation , we both successfully applied to universities in the same city and went abroad to study together.
Perhaps it was because of the change of environment that she wanted to forget the past, or perhaps it was because she had been with me for so long and was no longer so
worldly, but my girlfriend stopped being a lead dancer and became too lazy to wear those stockings and high heels. She always
said that wearing them was too tiring, to the point that she didn't even want to wear them when we were intimate.
But for a lecher like me, my girlfriend's stockings and high heels always haunted my dreams, and sex without
those things was never quite satisfying.
This dissatisfaction lasted for a long time, until one midterm exam. After dinner, while passing by
a club not far from home, my girlfriend suddenly said she wanted to go shopping to celebrate finishing her exams and
relax a bit.
Later I found out that this little slut really wanted to relax, but not by going to nightclubs;
she wanted me to fuck her hard and let the overwhelming orgasms help her relax.
When we got home, I went out to run some errands. When I came back, my girlfriend had already showered and was putting on makeup.
After she finished, I glanced at her, and I couldn't help but get hard. My girlfriend was wearing a tight-fitting
mini-skirt, black stockings on her long legs, and patent leather high heels. Her wavy hair
was loose, and she wore light makeup, looking both innocent and seductive.
So, my girlfriend took my arm, and we walked together towards the club. Since it was
the weekend , there were many heavily made-up women on the street wearing high heels, leaning on their male companions. But my girlfriend
undoubtedly attracted most of the attention. The sheer short skirt perfectly accentuated
the full , and her long legs in high heels were even more tempting.
Inside the bar, we ordered some drinks and chatted idly with the people around us.
People kept inviting my girlfriend to dance, but she just smiled faintly and declined. That's
how ; when she's not dancing, she only wants
to dance after drinking and having a good time.
Knowing this well, I certainly wouldn't miss this perfect opportunity to admire her dance moves. One moment I'd lean close to her
ear and secretly lick it under the guise of whispering; the next I'd pull her into my arms,
casually caressing her firm, bouncy buttocks, my glass never idle. Before we knew it, we'd drunk
quite a bit.
I have to admit, the drinks abroad aren't that great, but they're definitely strong. Soon, the effects of the alcohol
started to , and her enthusiasm returned. I stole a kiss and pulled her onto the dance floor.
As the music got more energetic, the people on the dance floor started to stir, and many women began to
make advances towards the men next to them.
However, my girlfriend, who had been a dancer, quickly became the focus of attention. To the rhythm,
she swayed her shapely buttocks, her beautiful legs in black stockings coiling around my lower body like snakes
.
This little slut danced provocatively around me like a stripper, sometimes
turning her back to nudge my penis with her plump ass, sometimes wrapping her arms around my neck and licking my ear.
Of course, my hands weren't idle either; I touched her stockinged legs all over.
After the dance, even several foreigners next to us had erections, not to mention me,
my penis felt like it was about to explode.
So, after we got tired of dancing, we went to order more drinks, and then danced again. My penis was
rock , and I don't know how long I held back before I finally forced myself on my girlfriend on the dance floor.
We played like this until 2 AM, when the club closed up before going home.
As we stepped outside, the wind made my girlfriend, who was quite drunk, sway and unsteady on her feet. I pulled her
into my arms, took off her high heels, and carried her home in a taxi. As soon as we got in the car, my
girlfriend, already quite drunk, grabbed my head and started kissing me, her hands constantly reaching towards my crotch. I held her
soft hand and reached into her panties; her vagina was already overflowing with fluid.
Having been teased by my girlfriend for most of the night, I couldn't resist any longer. Seeing that the driver seemed okay,
I pulled down my pants.
With a burst of heat, my engorged penis sprang out, the swollen head still throbbing. My girlfriend
, understanding the situation, knelt down and began licking my penis with her soft lips, while her other hand stroked
it up and down. The cramped space of the taxi was filled with the lewd
sounds .
The black taxi driver glanced back and chuckled, saying, "Wow! Cool!
You're lucky, buddy, you have such a slutty little bitch! Looks like you'll have to give her a good beating when we get home
!"
I was in the middle of a good time and didn't have time for his nonsense, so I coldly replied, "No need for that!" I
struggled to lift my girlfriend out of the car. The cool breeze sobered her up a bit, but her
libido only intensified. We practically kissed and groped our way home. As
soon as we entered the house, I roughly pulled her skirt to the floor, forced her head down, and made her kneel to
continue giving me oral sex.
But the pleasure from oral sex wasn't enough for me anymore, and my girlfriend had already started rubbing herself
against her genitals.
After only a few blowjobs, I picked her up and threw her onto the bed. She was only wearing a pair of black
stockings .
I couldn't wait to take off her stockings, so I ripped open her crotch. Her underwear was
practically useless . I took a condom from the bedside table, put it on, and thrust my engorged penis in.
My girlfriend's vagina was incredibly wet, and I felt like my entire glans was being held inside her.
I pushed hard to the deepest part of her vagina, without pulling out. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and savored
the sensation of my glans being rubbed against and tightly enveloped by her tender flesh. I reached up and lifted her stockinged legs onto
my shoulders, and immediately began to fuck her wildly. There was no technique involved, just a frenzied, unrestrained pounding to release my desire
.
I thrust my hips forcefully, kissing her sexy, black-stockinged feet.
My girlfriend, overwhelmed by pleasure, cried out loudly, her whole body trembling. The sheet beneath her was quickly
sticky and wet.
After a short while of this intense fucking, I started to feel the urge to ejaculate. I calmed myself down;
the initial, maddening sexual urge had subsided. After a brief rest, I flipped my girlfriend over, grabbed her
stockinged feet, and continued fucking her from behind.
The stimulation from behind was significantly more intense, and the three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one brought her to complete climax. Her
buttocks twisted and turned in rhythm with my thrusts, a visually pleasing sight. As I fucked her, I
slapped asking, "You little slut, are you still going to be slutty
?" My girlfriend was experiencing ecstasy from my fucking, and the feeling of being abused by her own man gave her a strange,
masochistic pleasure. She twisted her hips, repeatedly crying out, "Husband, I was wrong, please don't fuck me anymore
... Ah! I'm coming... I'm coming... Ah! Fuck me! Fuck me! Husband, don't stop, don't stop..."
This fuck lasted almost 40 minutes. My high-speed thrusting penis finally couldn't
withstand . I felt waves of soreness in my back; I was about to ejaculate
! I quickly pulled my girlfriend's buttocks closer to my body, reached out and pressed one of her legs to my mouth, kissing it. After
using
having reached its hilt, trembled violently and began to ejaculate in throbbing motions. Hot semen
gushed , scalding my girlfriend, causing her to convulse repeatedly. Her vagina tightened in waves, as if a tender little hand was
constantly stroking my glans, and the urethral opening felt hot.
Satisfied, I took off my girlfriend's stockings and held her, still somewhat
dazed, was still lost in the afterglow of pleasure.
I quietly turned off the bedside lamp and, holding her, drifted off to sleep.

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