[My Goddess Girlfriend's Stocking-Clad Legs Exposed] (01-03) Author: digblack

Author: digblack
Words: 19492

Chapter 1 High-speed rail accident (1)

The leaves danced in the autumn wind, and the lights began to shine. It was another Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, and Qiqi and I took two days off
to embark on our pre-booked trip to Xiamen. The high-speed rail station in Shenzhen was not as crowded as I had imagined, but
it was still . Fortunately, the order was not chaotic and the queues were neat.

After entering the first-class carriage, I stood up in my seat to put down my luggage, while my goddess girlfriend waited in the aisle. We had been busy with work
for a while and had not had a proper relaxation in a long time. When I picked up my luggage,
I couldn't help but look back at my goddess girlfriend's outfit today. No matter how many times I looked at it, it always amazed me.

My girlfriend was in a great mood today. She dressed up carefully, wearing Chanel's youthful red lipstick
and the Christian Louboutin red-soled heels I bought in Milan last year, paired with
Wolford silk sheer pantyhose that I helped her choose. She wore a black Miu Miu backless dress, her slightly
wavy hair cascading over her sexy shoulders. Her hands were on my waist, and her shapely hips were slightly
pressed against the seat, avoiding other passengers in the aisle.

My name is Yi Wen, 25 years old, my English name is Easy, and my friends like to call me E. My girlfriend, Qiqi (Vicky)
, is the same age as me and is a recognized goddess. In college, she was the most beautiful girl in her department and
served as the social affairs minister in the school's SASA dance club. She is also very skilled in dance. After graduation, I took the civil service exam, while Qiqi joined a public relations company as an executive. Because of her strong work ability and decisiveness, she was promoted to team manager
within two years . Vicky (琪琪) is 169 cm tall and weighs 52 kg. She has a B+ bust, full and firm, and long, straight, smooth, and alluring legs. Wearing sexy black stockings and high heels, she was once a must-have for countless boys in school to masturbate at night .琪琪 has a bold and outgoing personality, yet she is also gentle. Her clothing style was relatively avant-garde in school, and after working for two years, she focused even more on showing off her sexy figure and beautiful legs when she went out. Because I'm not tall, only 173 cm , she usually doesn't wear high heels. Although I don't mind that she's taller than me when she wears shoes, she says she doesn't want me to feel pressured, so she often wears a pair of pink Steve Madden flats. Pink flats paired with her long, straight, and delicate white legs or black stockings were her signature look in school. Whenever she passed by, she would attract stares and make people's crotches bulge. Not to mention, she was in a great mood today, wearing sexy red-soled CL high heels. If her male classmates, who used to fantasize about her, saw her like this, they might all lose control and be doomed. I noticed a small detail: every male passenger passing by slowed down their pace when they were behind her. I was used to this; it happened often back in school. But what happened made me a little uneasy: the aisle on the Shenzhen Harmony Express is quite narrow. Because I was putting my luggage in there, my girlfriend had to stand in the aisle, leaving little space for other passengers to pass. Inevitably, there was some physical contact when passing behind her. At that moment, a man with a backpack, looking to be in his early thirties, with neatly , a white t-shirt, and black casual shorts, appeared very refined. As he passed behind my girlfriend, I bent down to get my luggage, and my girlfriend took a slight step back, her smooth, straight, slender legs in black stockings instantly wedged between the man's legs. Because my girlfriend was wearing high heels, she was slightly taller than the man. Her sexy, black- stockinged thighs were pressed against his crotch. For a moment, her smooth, supple thighs rubbed gently against his groin, causing an immediate bulge. His penis, encased in his underwear, stood erect, seeking more contact His goddess-like girlfriend's S-curve was alluring, and he immediately felt a little thirsty. I noticed the man's reaction, and a subtle feeling rose within me. He didn't seem to notice my observation; I guessed his attention was completely drawn to the goddess's black-stockinged legs. My clever girlfriend keenly sensed my reaction and boldly bent over, whispering seductively in my ear, " Honey , hurry up and put your luggage away! The aisle is so narrow, I'm almost squeezing onto someone!" Hearing her soft, coquettish voice, coupled with the subtle feeling in my heart, I also became aroused. Imagining that the man's penis could now enjoy the sexy, beautiful legs of his goddess, which belonged only to him, a strange excitement fermented within him. Seeing my reaction, my girlfriend continued to whisper in my ear, "Hurry up, you bad boy..." As she spoke, she habitually twisted her sexy waist, causing her beautiful legs to rub against the man's crotch a couple more times. I quickly snapped back to reality, put down my luggage, and let my girlfriend sit down. It all happened in a split second, but as the man continued walking forward, our eyes met . He was clearly flustered and apologetic, quickly lowering his head to avoid our gaze and sitting down in the seat right . It turned out his seat was right next to ours. It all happened in an instant, but the subtle emotions it stirred made me react. I reached out and gently stroked my girlfriend's sexy legs, tracing circles on her inner thigh with my fingertips, feeling the smooth texture of the Wolford stockings against her skin. I whispered in her ear, "Kiki, did you notice just now ? That guy..." "It's all your fault!" My girlfriend said shyly, "That guy seemed to have a reaction, how annoying !" "It's okay, he only gets one chance in his life to enjoy the goddess's stockinged legs, consider it a good thing for him, a good deed for the day! Darling." "You're so naughty, you're getting groped by your wife, and you seem quite excited?" "What's this? Well, you were groped by someone, so I'll get my revenge, make it up to me!" I slid my hand down from Vicky's inner thigh to her knee, rubbing her sensitive stockinged legs back and forth with my fingertips , feeling the smooth texture of her knees. Vicky seemed a little aroused by my touch; her sexy red lips parted slightly, the Chanel lip gloss reflecting the hallway light overhead. My movements became more and more intense.

I slowly moved towards her inner thighs. Vicky's entire body was very sensitive, especially her inner thighs, breasts,
lower back, and behind her ears.

At this moment, I wrapped my other arm around her waist, gently stroking her smooth and sexy lower back, while my other
hand continued to teasingly rub her inner thighs. Then I gently licked the back of her ear, enjoying
the silky touch of my hands and the scent of my girlfriend Vicky's No. 5 perfume wafting into my nose. My lower body immediately went into
battle mode.

Vicky was also slightly aroused. Suddenly, she couldn't help but break free from my mouth. Her slightly flushed face
and slightly shy eyes revealed a hint of dissatisfaction: "Honey, are you crazy? You're so eager in public.
If others see this, they'll think you're a pervert!"

"It's okay, what's wrong with me being intimate with my own goddess? Let others be envious!
Hahahaha ..."

"Really..." she said softly, while breaking free from the teasing behind her ear. Vicky boldly let
my hands caress her legs and waist. Seeing that Vicky acquiesced, I became even more audacious.
My right hand slipped gently inside her backless dress, caressing
the lower part of her pink breasts through her favorite CK Push-Up Bra.

My actions were discreet; to outsiders, it looked like normal behavior between a loving couple. But Vicky, whose two
sensitive areas were being violated, couldn't sit still. I noticed her slightly elevated body temperature, and my left hand, through
her stockings, gently touched her panties, sensing a slight dampness. I was greatly excited, continuing my
caresses . My left hand gently pressed where her stockings and panties met, while my right hand continuously stroked her pink
breasts and wasp waist. After a few strokes, I felt the panties and stockings become slightly damp.

"Honey...stop, it's so exciting...be careful someone sees us...um...stop..."

Vicky whispered, gently closing her eyes. At the same time, the high-speed train started moving, and with
the sound of wheels scraping against the rails, Vicky's moans gradually amplified: "Ah...bad husband...you jerk...
you touched me there...um...be careful someone...sees us..."

I was enjoying the thrill of teasing my girlfriend in public. Plus, we were in the second-to-last row, so unless the person
in front turned around, no one would notice. But behind...oh no! Wasn't that the same man behind me
? I calmed myself slightly and turned my head to look.

Only that man was sitting in the four seats on either side of the back row. Through the gap between the seats, I saw his eyes
fixed on my left hand. He had seen everything I'd done—teasing my girlfriend's sexy stockings and legs—he was
so focused that he didn't even notice I was looking at him.

I suddenly remembered the articles I had read in the Spring Courtyard that exposed my girlfriend. Every time
I read these articles, I had an impulse to expose Vicky, to expose my absolute goddess
girlfriend, and even to let other men masturbate while looking at her sexy figure and straight, alluring legs, and then
ejaculate on her pink, smooth, sexy feet with red nail polish.

This impulse gave me a special kind of stimulation, very stimulating. So I felt that now was a
good opportunity. This refined man had just had a small contact with Vicky, and it was clear that the bold, gentle
, and avant-garde Vicky was not really angry. So an idea
spread in my mind: to expose my goddess...

Chapter 2 High-speed rail accident (2)

The train sped forward, the swaying inside the carriage was very slight, making it
very comfortable to sit in.

There were very few passengers in the No. 8 first-class carriage. The rows in front of us were almost empty. Perhaps it was
because , everyone quickly fell asleep. Unable to contain myself, still aroused by Vicky's beautiful legs in stockings and her shy yet fiery
charm, I continued my earlier teasing amidst my wavering thoughts.

My right hand gently withdrew, instead slowly threading through Vicky's long, wavy black hair, embracing her smooth, rounded, bare shoulder from behind her
slender, white neck, and gently bringing my lips to
her left ear…

"Darling, did you like what we just felt?" I asked softly.

"Yes…it was so exciting…I was so afraid someone would find out…" Vicky whispered, her chest heaving as her healthy, full, and firm B+ breasts pushed against the front of her
black, off-the-shoulder, backless, tight-fitting Miu Miu dress. "That's exactly why it's exciting…because someone might find out!" I continued teasingly. "You bad guy... that guy just now... in public... you need to control yourself! Hehe..." Vicky, shy yet bold, seemed to enjoy my teasing, and given her good mood, she didn't seem to mind my slightly daring actions. "Honey, that guy was sitting right behind us." "Ah! Really? You're so naughty." Vicky was a little surprised, but quickly regained her elegant and beautiful goddess demeanor, continuing, "Honey, be good, be careful someone sees your naughty actions." "So what? I'm playing with my girlfriend, my goddess, what business is it of anyone else's? Let him see if he wants to! Beautiful things should be shared. Anyway, he can only look and can't touch, let him be stupidly hard ! Hahahahahaha..." I continued teasing my girlfriend, while my left hand moved slightly faster, continuing to feel Vicky's smooth thighs, my thumb gently pressing on her incredibly sensitive and moist vulva, feeling the warmth and softness under the thong. "Ah...you bad boy, can you be a little quieter? The guy behind us will see..." As I played with her sensitive thighs and wet genitals, the passionate and bold side of her personality overshadowed her shyness. The goddess Vicky adjusted her mindset and, with soft moans and admonitions, permitted my intrusion. "Kiki, you're so horny! Did you just allow your husband to play with you here?" I said, while my left hand gently changed its movements. The feeling of my left hand touching increasingly slippery, and I couldn't help but feel excited. Then I slightly tightened my grip on the goddess's fragrant shoulder, which my right hand was caressing, pulling her towards me, and...

As I extended my left hand, I covered the goddess's two sexy, silky, full, and elastic thighs within
the range of my palm.

With a slight force, I gently pulled the goddess's stockinged thighs between the two seats, and then lifted her
rounded, sexy knees slightly onto my seat. At the same time, I glanced sideways at the gap between the seats and
found that the result was exactly as I had hoped: the goddess's two sexy,
elastic , along with her exquisitely sexy knees, part of her slender and shapely calves, and a small portion
of her bare back, were completely exposed in the gap between the seats.

The man behind me, I believe, was certainly focused on the enchanting and beautiful scene before him at this moment, and I believe this
moment added significant meaning to his journey. I saw his eyes fixed on
the movement of my left hand, and on the goddess's stockinged legs covered by my left hand.

He straightened up slightly, his right hand moving restlessly, his gaze revealing
an intense lust for my goddess Vicky's stockinged thighs and the two playful dress straps on her sexy back. This
familiar look was brewing in the short space between us.

I quickened my pace, and the goddess's body temperature in my arms gradually rose. With the warmth,
the scent of her Chanel No. 5 perfume gently evaporated, mingling with a hint of her unique fragrance,
wafting over. I'm sure he in the back seat also smelled this ambiguous atmosphere. "Kiki, is it comfortable?" I teased her

gently with words as I continued to tease her stockinged legs . "Mmm...comfortable...husband is the best...do my legs feel good to touch?" "Comfortable, extremely comfortable...I want to put my cock inside your stockings right now, to really the smoothness and elasticity of your legs and the feel of the stockings." I raised my voice slightly, hoping he could hear me. "Ah...you bad man...keep it down...um...keep touching...be gentle...husband, rub my crotch..." In this ambiguous atmosphere, the goddess Vicky couldn't help herself. Her personality was naturally unrestrained, bold, and shy, and at that moment, the pursuit of pleasure overshadowed that shyness, making her body even more sensitive. "Um...right there...my little clitoris...ah...husband, I'm wearing a thong, the one you picked out last time...it's really tight around my little clitoris...it's so uncomfortable..." The goddess boldly teased softly, her face flushed, her lower body beginning to produce more moisture, her long, silk-stockinged legs twisting back and forth, craving even more pleasure. This scene, seen by me, gave me immense pleasure. I quickened my pace with my left hand, spreading my palm to peel the goddess's sexy Wolford black pantyhose down from her slender waist until I reached her private parts. Soft, sexy pubic hair peeked out from under the black, silky stockings . With a final push, the smooth stockings slid over half of her sexy buttocks and caught where they met the seat. "Ah...you bad boy...so bold...mmm...so exciting...honey, be careful, don't...let others see." The goddess felt a chill in her lower body; her bare legs and wasp waist, no longer protected by the black stockings, were directly touching the seat. She gently adjusted the short hem of her dress, covering her exposed private parts. She was already enjoying this slightly revealing and daring teasing, relaxed, only reminding me to be gentle, without resistance. Using both hands, I continued to peel off Vicky's pantyhose down to her thighs with my left hand, and slightly moved the dress she had just been using to cover herself away. Gently, I pinched the thin thong between two fingers and lightly rubbed it back and forth on her cute little clitoris; my right hand slid down, gently teasing her sexy thighs with my fingertips. The removed stockings stopped on her thighs. Her legs were incredibly long and fair, the stockings nestled between her thighs and sexy knees. The high-quality black Wolford stockings contrasted beautifully with her white thighs, and the texture of the stockings and the silky feel of her legs made my lower body as hard as an iron rod. I continued teasing her with both hands. The goddess had already gently closed her alluring eyes, her long eyelashes trembling , and soft moans escaped her throat: "Oh my god... um... so exciting... darling, so good... this feeling is so exciting... ah... I feel so horny... so... wet..." My lower body was so hard it felt like it was about to explode, and I couldn't help but say to the goddess, "Darling, help your husband release , it's so swollen and uncomfortable, it's about to burst." "You bad boy, you lecher... I told you not to play with me, now you're not feeling good either, are you?" The goddess opened her beautiful eyes and gave me a teasing look, and instantly my cock became even harder, as hard as steel. The goddess stretched out her slender, white hands, and with both hands working together, shyly yet skillfully unbuttoned my loose shorts, gently circling my glans with her jade-like hand through my underwear. "Ah... baby... so good... keep going... keep teasing me like this..." I was extremely happy . Having spent so much time with my goddess Vicky, we have a great relationship. We know each other's erogenous zones and preferred ways of touching each other. Feeling comfortable from my teasing, she served me with gentle yet fiery techniques. "Mmm...husband...keep touching me...I'm enjoying it...be gentle..." she murmured , her eyes closed as she caressed me with her delicate hands. Her long, sexy legs continued to rub against each other, her delicate, alluring foot slipping from her sexy CL pointed-toe heel, half exposed to the air, only her five sexy toes holding the heel up. She was very clean and confident in her beautiful legs. Knowing I had a slight foot and leg fetish, and that I always enjoyed licking her feet during sex, she thoroughly enjoyed it. Kissing and playing with her feet had no odor, only the slight raw leather smell of the heels. And now, the exposed half of her beautiful, delicate foot also carried a hint of the elegant leather scent . Watching the goddess's sexy, beautiful feet move with elegant and seductive grace, a small drop of fluid welled up at the tip of my erect penis . Although the goddess had her eyes closed, she could sense my reaction; a slight smile played on her lips.

With a smug smile, she quickened her pace, her other hand gently guiding my penis. Her warm, white palm
softly enveloped my retracted foreskin, slowly stroking it. At the same time, her
slender fingers also cared for the glans, gliding and squeezing it. My penis enjoyed the full 360-degree
service of the goddess's beautiful hands and fingers.

Meanwhile, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the guy in the back seat blushing furiously, his crotch still
bulging from where we'd been in the aisle. He must have heard our somewhat lewd conversation.
His face was red, his eyes wide, his left hand tightly clenched, and his right hand vigorously stroking his erect
penis. The sight before him must have made his penis incredibly hard too.

We were servicing each other in the seat in front of him. I was rapidly manipulating the goddess's already soaked
thong with both hands, my wrists rubbing against her sexy, silky thighs. The Wolford black pantyhose that had been peeled off
slid along her sexy long legs with the movement of my wrists. I stretched out my right middle finger and gently
played back and forth along the entrance of her sexy, small, pink vulva.

"Ah...husband...so exciting...mmm...I feel so good...so good...faster...
ah...I'm...wet..." The goddess Vicky was already somewhat confused and infatuated. Her left hand was rapidly stroking my
penis, trying to release the itching sensation in her lower body, while her right hand was constantly
spreading . Her luscious, sexy little red lips opened and closed, as if she wanted to take my entire penis into her mouth
to divert her desire.

As I enjoyed the goddess's hot and bold caresses, I kept glancing at the guy in the back seat. I saw he had already
put his hand in his crotch, which was throbbing and pulsating, clearly aroused and about
to masturbate .

The goddess was also immersed in the pleasure I was giving her; her sexy red lips and the entrance to her honey pot
were both open and closed, her thong already soaked with her juices, and her hands were rapidly stroking my penis.

"Ah...husband...so good...I'm...so numb...ah...so exciting...it feels so
new ...I'm so afraid of being discovered..." the goddess moaned softly, but I was sure
the guy in the back seat could hear her, because his crotch was heaving much faster.

"Baby, you little slut, it seems the guy in the back seat heard you. He's touching his own cock!" I
said, and with the lubrication of the goddess's vaginal fluids, I gently inserted a knuckle of my right middle finger. It was immediately
enveloped by her incredibly tight, hot, warm, and moist vagina. I rotated my middle finger knuckle and found
the goddess G-spot, which was very close to the vaginal opening. I pressed it rhythmically. "Ah...ah...um...ah
...husband...no...ah...I...it feels so good...it's so amazing...ah..." The goddess moaned in a low voice,
her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, immersed in the endless pleasure that her lower body was giving her.

"Ah...husband...darling...you're so good at this...you're making my...G-spot...
feel ...mmm...harder, faster..." Tiny beads of sweat glistened on the goddess's beautiful back
. Her two incredibly long and slender legs twisted and rubbed together. Her left foot broke free from the high heel's restraint,
and with a "thud," the sexy red-soled CL high heel fell from her small feet onto the carriage floor.

"Wife, you're so horny...faster, faster, it feels so good..." I said,
pulling my left hand away from the goddess's thong and lifting her high heel from the ground, gently smelling it.

A faint leather scent, and the goddess's natural fragrance, with no other unpleasant odor. This
smell stimulated my nerves, and my penis throbbed, almost making me ejaculate. The goddess opened her eyes and saw my actions,
a little shy, a little proud, continuing to boldly stroke my penis, and with each squeeze, her left foot gently
stepped on my right foot.

I was wearing shorts and flip-flops, and I immediately felt the friction of the goddess's warm, delicate, and sexy stockings against my feet
. Through the Wolford stockings, the sexy little red nail polish on
the toes of her feet shone a seductive red against the black stockings. Knowing that I liked her beautiful feet and legs, my goddess rubbed her
slender shapely calves against my thighs.

"Mmm...husband...you bad boy...does it feel good? Do you like my feet and legs? You pervert...I'll let you
see but not eat...I'll make your cock harder...ah...husband...mmm...ah...uh..."
The goddess teased me with her sexy legs, half of their stockings peeled off, pressed tightly against me, then
her seductive speech was disrupted by my sudden, heavier movements of my right hand.

I felt the tight, warm vagina of the goddess squeezing against my right hand, and I quickened my movements,
inserting my entire finger directly inside.

"Ah...ah...um...ah...uh...um..." The goddess could no longer utter a complete
word. Her brows were furrowed, and she bit her lower red lips, rapidly and tightly stroking my penis.
At the same time copious amounts of her honey-like vaginal fluid were being drawn out by me. I knew she was about to climax.

The guy in the back seat, watching the beautiful scene before him, was also rapidly stroking his penis
. He desperately wanted the goddess Vicky to touch his penis too. Watching the goddess's delicate and beautiful feet slip out of her high heels, he
even wanted to transform into those black stockings, enveloping the goddess's beautiful legs, licking her sexy thighs, shapely
calves, rounded knees, and her incomparably beautiful feet.

He was immersed in the beautiful spring scenery before him and his own fantasies, listening to the goddess's faint moans,
seemingly reaching the edge of ejaculation. Watching me play with the goddess's sexy pointed red-soled high heels, he seemed
to be going crazy with excitement. He was clearly a refined and restrained person; otherwise, most people would have pulled out their penises
and...

Observing his reaction, I became extremely excited, a
strange thrill of exposing my girlfriend to a stranger quickly taking over my mind. I put down the goddess's high heels, lifted her sexy left leg with my left hand
, raised it, and then pressed it back down, her calf and thigh pressed together, her isolated right leg trembling in her CL
high heels , supporting her weight. My middle finger moved in and out with the vigorous movements, and a large amount of honey-like fluid gushed
out.

My left hand caressed the goddess's sexy stockinged legs, pressing them close to my mouth, and licking
her . My right hand thrust in and out forcefully while pressing, feeling the contractions of the goddess's lower body. I felt...
Even the goddess

Vicky was on the verge of collapse. In just twenty minutes on the bus, her dignified, sexy, and elegant demeanor had transformed into that of a wanton woman indulging in carnal
pleasure , creating a strange balance and contrast with her innate goddess-like aura.

My tongue savored the silky feel of the Wolford stockings and their smooth, sexy folds around her knees
and calves, but this position prevented me from fully enjoying her beautiful legs. I adjusted my position, trying to get
her feet in contact with my penis for a footjob, intending to ejaculate on them later.

Her legs were simply too long; curled up in the cramped seat, coupled with her movements as she played with my
penis , it was difficult to force her long legs to perform a footjob. So, I had her gently
touch my penis with her toes. Her sexy left leg was on top of my penis, while her right leg, already limp, bent and stretched out towards
the front of the seat.

Knowing I had a foot fetish, she tried her best to maintain the position, hoping to
stimulate my penis with her sexy feet, while my middle finger was thrusting in and out of her vagina at an unprecedented speed. The goddess
was caring about anything, frantically stroking herself, desperately raising her long, curled left leg, her calf controlling her
beautiful foot, her toes sliding against my glans.

"Husband, is it good? Is it good? Ah... do my feet feel good? Ah... um... ah..." The goddess
had been pushed to another level by lust, completely immersed in it.

"Kiki, darling, the people behind are watching you masturbate." I leaned closer and whispered in the goddess's
ear.

Yes, at this moment, the man in the back seat witnessed the entire lewd process. Perhaps this was the first time in his life that he
had been so close to such a goddess. At this moment, he probably only wanted to ejaculate hard on the goddess's sexy
thighs , snow-white calves, and even sexy high heels. He desperately wanted the goddess to wrap his
penis and lick his glans with her sexy tongue. Just thinking about it made him almost ejaculate.

"Mmm...he saw...saw...my beautiful legs? Ah...I'm so horny...ah...
mmm...husband...faster...harder...I don't care...no...I don't care anymore...I'm coming...
ah..." The goddess heard what I had just said, and her lower body instantly contracted rapidly,
greatly hindering the thrusting of my right middle finger. I sped up even more, desperately thrusting my finger deep into the goddess's flower core,
pressing her G-spot.

"Baby...you slut...let others see your slutty look...look at your stockinged feet, let
them cum on your stockings...okay?"

"Ah...um...ah...okay...oh...no...no...don't...stockings...
gift from my husband...cum on my legs...cum on my feet...cum on me...cum on me...ah...husband...
I'm coming..." In her frenzied ecstasy, the goddess's lower body convulsed and
squeezed reaching orgasm. A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed from the goddess's honey hole, some even sliding
onto the seat.

"Ugh...oh...husband...I'm coming...ah...um...fuck me...cum on me...
ah...harder...fuck me harder...ah...I want you to cum on me...ah...um...ah...
um...ah..." The goddess climaxed, choking back sobs as she desperately suppressed her moans, while her hands worked my rock-hard penis with unprecedented
speed , trying to squeeze out my semen.

I was almost about to ejaculate, so I quickly released my left hand, put down the goddess's beautiful legs, and swiftly pulled down
her stockings. I pressed her smooth, silky, firm, and elastic thighs, now exposed to the air, back onto my
penis. At the same time, my right hand increased the speed of thrusting in and out of her orgasmic vagina, feeling the caress of her delicate hands. I could no
longer hold back.

My penis rapidly ejaculated with "pop pop pop," spurting out semen, wave after wave… hitting her thighs
, splashing some onto her calves and beautiful feet. The stockings on her right leg, which were still intact,
were not spared either , getting a little stained with semen. The goddess's thong was completely soaked, mixed with her juices, softly
rising and falling weakly with the rapid thrusting of my right hand.

At this moment, the guy in the back seat seemed to be in sync with me, rapidly stroking his penis, looking at the goddess's beautiful legs
and stockings. Suddenly, the rise and fall of his crotch stopped, and a few seconds later, a puddle of water was clearly visible—he
had ejaculated too! He desperately wanted to ejaculate into Vicky, the goddess sitting in front of him, onto her silk-stockinged legs and sexy
high heels .

I continued thrusting with my right hand, while my left hand caressed her thighs, spreading the splattered semen evenly
over them, saying, "Darling, the man behind you got aroused by your sexy look."

"Ah...ah...he must be ecstatic, right? Bad husband...bullying his own...ah...um...
wife ...um...wife...I'm going to climax again...ah...um..."
Under the dual stimulation of her mind and body, the goddess climaxed again.

I withdrew my right middle finger, and her juices continued to gush from her vagina. Her two sexy thighs
twitched slightly, and her sexy red lips panted, enjoying the afterglow of her climax.

"Ding-dong... The next station is... Huizhou East..."

The train was about to arrive at the station, and the announcement brought the goddess back to reality. She looked at me reproachfully with her beautiful, spring-like eyes,
saying, "You bad boy... letting others see your wife... you're so naughty... so good... tonight... I'm going
to drain you dry!"

The goddess rested gently, continuing to massage my slightly limp penis for a while after I ejaculated. At the same time, she took out
one hand and gently pulled down the remaining Wolford black stockings on her left leg, then her right leg. The black stockings were down,
revealing the goddess's slightly flushed, fair right thigh, then her knee, her slender calf, and then her small foot
gracefully lifted, freeing her right foot from her high heel.

The goddess slowly and provocatively pulled down both stockings, stretching
out and then curling her two long, straight, stunningly beautiful legs, her small feet resting on the seat, her toes playfully splayed out. At this moment, she was enjoying
the afterglow , seemingly also enjoying the pleasure of her slightly exposed and wanton behavior. At the same time, she slowly brought her mouth close to my penis,
gently licked the glans, and then pulled my penis back into my pants.

"Honey, I'm going to... wash up. Hehe..." The clean-loving goddess, taking advantage of the train's delay,
put her sexy red-soled CL high heels back on, gently folded her black pantyhose, and stood up.

"You little slut, you're only wearing a thong under your dress now!"

"I know, it's all your fault, you bad guy." The goddess stood up, straightened her clothes,
and returned to her usual sexy, dignified, and generous appearance. Her two long, white legs were stretched out and tightly pressed together. I
noticed a glistening drop of water sliding down her inner thighs...

"Ugh... Ouch!" The goddess's face flushed slightly, and she glared at me lightly. At the same time, she glanced
back slightly, seemingly wanting to see what the guy in the back seat looked like, but then quickly looked away.
I still couldn't guess whether she had seen it or not.

The goddess stepped out with her sexy little feet, her beautiful pointed high heels clicking on the carriage floor. Her thighs
were pressed together , her graceful cat-like steps, and her two flawless, long, straight legs, under the carriage lights, were slightly flushed with
the afterglow of an orgasm, with a faint pink tinge remaining. The men at the front of the carriage gave their girlfriends sidelong glances as
she walked past, probably hoping to ejaculate on her legs like the guy behind them.

The goddess disappeared at the end of carriage 8, heading to the restroom before the train arrived at the station.
A ; the guy there had gotten up, retrieved his luggage—they must have
arrived. He was still carrying his backpack, still looking polite, but the wet stains on his trousers were a constant reminder
of what had just happened.

As he passed our seats, he discreetly covered his groin, glanced at me sideways, his eyes filled with
apology , and…gratitude. I smiled slightly and closed my eyes.

Did Vicky see the guy with the backpack behind her?

Chapter Three: The Lewd Carriage.

After watching the backpacker get off the high-speed train, I looked at the Wolford black sexy pantyhose left on Vicky's seat, still carrying the scent of the goddess's beautiful legs and
stained with a few drops of semen. I reached out and gently picked it up, spread my
underwear open, and pressed it against my semi-erect penis. The soft, smooth touch, the lingering stimulation, and
the faint scent of her orgasm emanating from the thickened crotch of her stockings—I slowly closed my eyes, quietly savoring it…

“Smack~” A soft, delicate finger gently flicked my forehead…

“You bad guy… what are you doing…” My sexy goddess Vicky is back. She lightly leans
against the back , her beautiful legs crossed slightly in a sexy way. At the same time, her sexy fingers, which she had withdrawn,
caressed back and forth between the hem of her sexy black off-shoulder dress and the base of her thighs. Her pretty face stared at me with a shy yet bold expression…

“I’m savoring it… darling… like after-ejaculation cigarettes…” I witnessed
the beautiful sight of my goddess after her orgasm, and my penis slowly began to rise again…

“Oh?… savoring what… are you savoring the moment you played with me… or reminiscing about what I gave you…”
"...This foot fetish service..." The goddess's two long, sexy legs slid together, her
sexy little feet and ankles twisting and turning. The leg that wasn't supporting her body moved even more, the little feet and long,
shapely legs creating a pleasing picture, while the two beautiful legs were also uniquely alluring
...

"It's all... mainly the lingering feeling... the thrill of discovering that someone was peeping..."

"Ah... husband... no... um..."

After saying the last sentence, I couldn't resist the temptation of the beauty before me and pulled the goddess onto the seat.
In a panic, the goddess's right foot slipped out of her red-soled pointed high heel, instantly revealing her snow-white little foot and
pink toes, which, combined with the carriage's overhead lights, exuded a seductive aura. Vicky was afraid I was up to something, but I
just gently released her, letting her sit back in the seat in the most comfortable position.

I had Vicky curl up her exposed little foot and beautiful leg, gently caressing them, then lowered my head
to kiss the instep of her foot, saying to her, "Darling... such beautiful sights, your husband can't help but want to show
them off to others. You don't think your husband is a pervert, do you? Your beautiful feet, beautiful legs, and sexy figure
... any normal man would be unable to resist raising his head in admiration..."

As I spoke, I continued to caress the goddess's little foot and ankle, while gently pulling her into my arms with my right hand.
We have a very good relationship and usually don't hesitate to express our love for each other. Vicky was moved by my teasing yet
sincere praise, gently leaning against me, her little toes playfully tapping my hand, and then passionately
offering her red lips a hot kiss, whispering in my ear, "Okay... you bad boy... bad husband... then
I'll show it to others... let others see your girlfriend's sexy and alluring appearance... I'll be sexy right next to you, just for
you... let others envy me..."

Vicky's personality is naturally a bit bold, and I really like her bold yet shy personality. After
the accidental exposure on the high-speed train and my sincere confession, she didn't seem to find anything wrong with this level of
erotic play.

Thinking about the opportunity to play other exciting exposure games with Vicky in the future, I became even more excited, while
continuing to fondle Vicky's smooth, delicate feet.

As we were both immersed in this tender moment, the carriage gradually filled up. Vicky,
feeling embarrassed to let me play with her feet, put her high heels back on and gently fell asleep against me…

I held Vicky, inhaling her sexy scent, and slowly drifted off to sleep…

In my dream, I was still on the high-speed train, but Vicky was nowhere to be seen. I looked ahead;
the station was Huizhou East. I remembered Vicky had gone to the restroom.

"Why hasn't she come back yet?"

I muttered to myself, getting up. I didn't realize I was dreaming; everything was exactly the same as before,
except the ambiguous scent of Vicky's Chanel No. 5 perfume mixed with her body fragrance.

I was walking towards the restroom when I saw Vicky's sexy back, her smooth, slender
legs, and her sexy pointed-toe red-soled black high heels right in front of me. Just as I was about to call out to her,
a familiar figure stood up beside me.

It was the guy with the backpack from before, the refined, somewhat introverted guy who had witnessed Vicky and me in our stockings
and legs in our live sex act.

He glanced back at me apologetically, then turned and walked forward to join the queue
behind . They waited in line together for the restroom, and in a flash, the door opened, and they went in one after the other
, closing the door behind them.

I was greatly surprised and quickly followed, only to find the door ajar.

Through the crack, I saw the sexy goddess Vicky's two beautiful, bare legs, her CL
pointed-toe red-soled high heels gleaming seductively. The man with the backpack lay on the floor, his eyes lingering
on Vicky's legs. "What... are you doing here?" Vicky asked the man before her

in her usual cold and aloof voice, showing no sign of panic . "I...I'm sorry...Miss...Your figure...your beautiful legs...are just too beautiful. I was looking at you...I...I couldn't help it..." "Couldn't help it...you came, didn't you?...Heh...so cute...you can come just by looking at my legs ?" "Yes...ah...no...no...I was looking at you...for your boyfriend, with your feet..." "Heh...you've got quite a lot of demands..." Vicky listened to his hesitant explanation, remaining noncommittal. She simply took a step back, placing her sexy, pert buttocks on the toilet, while extending a smooth, long, straight, sexy leg without stockings. Her small heel gently escaped the constraints of her CL high heels. "I'm not tall enough," Vicky thought. She rarely wears high heels , and knowing I have a bit of a foot fetish, she often gets foot spa treatments. Her delicate, pink feet are provocatively exposed to the air, with only five sexy, white toes hooked into pointed black CL high heels with red soles. The man, looking at indescribably alluring feet before him, felt his recently ejaculated penis begin to stir. "You're so lucky... I'm doing my husband's favorite stocking foot fetish game... and you get to see it for free... heh ..." Goddess Vicky twisted her sexy, perky buttocks, her hands bracing against the toilet rim, raising her long, beautiful legs. The high- speed train restroom was very small, barely enough for two people. When Vicky raised her long, beautiful legs, they made direct, intimate contact with the man's genitals. Vicky opened her sexy, almond-shaped eyes, her red lips slightly parted, twisting her beautiful legs back and forth, bending her calves, stretching them forward, moving them up and down his lower body. Her feet, adorned with slightly high heels, gently climbed onto his genitals, softly drawing circles. "My husband...likes other men to see my beautiful legs...masturbate...ha...he likes to watch, let's perform for him, okay..." Vicky peeked through the crack in the door and saw me "peeping." She gave me a seductive look while continuing to use her beautiful feet to give the backpacker the ultimate pleasure in the cramped space. My mouth was dry, I felt like I was in a dream, the extreme stimulation made my penis hard, and I stared intently as the long-legged beauty teased and seduced a complete stranger. "Ah...beautiful lady...I...thank you...ah...such smooth, beautiful feet...I...so comfortable..." The backpacker was stunned by Vicky's boldness, unrestrainedness, and sexy posture, groaning softly. The sensation of Vicky's smooth, white feet, combined with her boyfriend watching, made his penis rock hard. "Do you like it...? You're so hard... My husband looks hard too... Heh... You're all so naughty..." Vicky said, lifting her upper body and reaching behind her to untie the thin straps of her dress at the back of her neck. The already petite and tight dress, now free of its straps, slid softly down, falling onto Vicky 's sexy arms. Vicky's shoulders, collarbone, and firm breasts encased in a black, front-clasp, lace bra were all exposed to the man's view. "Mmm... Oh... Oh..." The backpacker was stunned by the goddess's stunning upper body, his lower body feeling the caress of her beautiful feet through the thin summer trousers. He couldn't resist reaching out to touch her breasts and feet, but she brushed his hand away. "You can only look... You can't touch... Those belong to my husband..." My excitement reached a new height, and I couldn't help but reach into my underwear and stroke my penis. Vicky then reached out and gently unbuckled the backpacker's belt, pulled down his trousers, and continued to gently press her small, fair feet against his penis. The backpacker's erect penis, serviced by the goddess's ecstatic movements, almost burst through his underwear. The goddess's feet rubbed faster and faster, while she squeezed her breasts, her sexy tongue licking her red lips, her eyes misty and hazy. "Ah...ah...beautiful...little...Miss...your...feet...so smooth...so fragrant...ah...my penis...it hurts so much..." "Hmm...want to play with my beautiful feet properly...let's go outside...heh..." Vicky said, pulling down the backpacker's underwear . The goddess, seeing the result of her teasing, curiously approached to observe, comparing it to her husband's. "Yours... is quite big... This is the first time I've seen a penis other than my husband's... Heh." The goddess looked at the penis in front of her, and glanced at me at the same time. I couldn't resist taking off my pants, enjoying the stimulation of the beautiful woman in front of me. I held the penis and started stroking it. Vicky looked at my actions, her small face slightly reddened, and then she stuck out her small tongue, pretending to lick the backpacker's angry penis lightly... "Ah... Ah... Oh... Ah... Goddess... Ah..." The backpacker fantasized about what was going to happen next, his penis trembled, and he almost ejaculated. A few crystal tears squeezed out from the head of his penis. "Dream on... I'm only performing for my husband, don't think too much about it... Hehe..." Vicky playfully smiled, slightly raised her buttocks, and at the same time pulled back her beautiful legs, her beautiful feet stepping into sexy pointed black high heels. At the same time, I breathed a sigh of relief. Although I wanted to see my goddess girlfriend being flirtatious in front of strangers, I was also a little unwilling if something actually happened. Fortunately, she didn't actually lick it... But a lingered in my heart. Vicky stood up in the cramped bathroom, swaying her slender waist, and reached out to grasp the backpacker's thick, long, iron- like penis, gently stroking it, her delicate fingers softly smearing the fluid from his glans. Her two almond-shaped eyes stared at the backpacker, seemingly angry and reproachful, her red lips slightly parted.

The backpacker was stunned by the goddess's aloof yet wanton demeanor and expression. His hands hung limply, fixed on her
beautiful face. The gentle caress of her hands on his lower body sent a pleasurable sensation through him, making him feel as if he were floating in a cloud.

"Let's go, this place... is too small. Let's go outside. My husband... it'll be easier to peek, heh..."

Vicky whispered, gripping the backpacker's penis slightly with her right hand. She
pushed open the bathroom door with her left, extended her long, sexy legs, and lifted her delicate feet, her alluring pointed heels
clicking on the carriage floor. She then pulled the backpacker's penis towards the next carriage.

The backpacker, his lower body being led by the goddess, watched as her dress slipped halfway down, gazing at her bare
back, her sexy waist, and her alluring legs as she strode forward. He was dazed and helplessly pulled along.
This scene was incredibly stimulating for me, and I involuntarily followed.

Ahead was another section of carriage number 8, completely empty. I watched as my goddess Vicky led him to
a row of seats, guided him to sit down, and then
stood .

"Honey...my...stockings...hee..."

With my remaining thoughts, I pulled out the stockings my goddess had just put away and handed them to her. My goddess took the stockings,
gently unfolded them, then lifted her pert buttocks and sat down.

She first moved her beautiful, small left foot out of her sexy high heel, pointed her toes, smoothed the black stockings, and slipped
her toes into the shallow opening of the stockings. Then, she slowly circled her hands and gently pulled the sexy black Wolford stockings,
the black stockings flowing like mercury over her goddess's glistening jade legs. Next came her other beautiful foot, the black stockings slowly
covering her long, straight legs. A few glistening drops of my semen and some alluring
liquid .

I, the backpacker I'd never met, and even the goddess herself, were all
aroused . The train swayed, and the goddess's high heels, which she had taken off, were neatly arranged, guiding
people to look towards her beautiful feet, freed from the constraints of sexy stilettos.

"Ah... God... beautiful... ah... your legs... so long... oh... such sexy ankles...
ah... ah... step on me..."

The goddess, Vicky, gently flexed her beautiful, small, pink toes, then stretched out her two beautiful legs, passing through
the aisle between the seats on both sides of the carriage, and placed them on the backpacker's penis.

The goddess's long legs could easily reach from one side of the aisle to the other, and when straightened, her ankles
could even touch the backpacker's penis. The goddess sat sideways on her seat, her right hand holding the back of the seat in front of her, and her left hand gently
unhooking the front of her sexy black lace semi-transparent bra. With

a soft "snap," the sexy lace bra, freed from its restraints, gently half-fastened onto the goddess's firm yet supple
B+ breasts. Then, her left hand lightly circled her chest, her red lips parted slightly, and her sexy eyes
cast seductive, watery allure. She gently bent her knees, allowing her two stockinged, sexy, white feet to gently
squeeze and tease the stranger's thick, hard penis.

"Honey...look...I'm giving someone...footjob...hehe...you must be so hard...
come here, let me help you..."

My goddess Vicky, while servicing the man opposite her, blatantly seduced me. I
panted heavily, masturbating as I approached her, aiming my penis at her breasts, watching her boldly
and wildly serve another.

"Ah...beautiful...your feet...so smooth...so sexy...feet...ah...ankles...ah...so
comfortable...ah...I'm so happy...ah...oh...so good...ah...goddess...you...ah...I...oh..."

Vicky knew I liked this kind of crazy game, and brazenly teased the backpacker in front of her. Her two jade-like
legs were dangling between the seats on either side of the aisle, her slender calves and full, firm thighs, clad in sexy black Wolford
stockings, were exposed to the air without reservation, exuding a secretive aura.

"Ah...goddess...you...ah...so good...can I...your...high heels...ah..."

The backpacker moaned in a daze as he enjoyed the goddess's top-notch service.

"Okay...you like...my shoes...heh...just like my husband's..."

My goddess Vicky stretched out her right hand, gently lifting two loose, sexy CL pointed-toe red-soled black
high heels . One was for me, the other for him. We both treasured them, carefully holding them, greedily inhaling
the lingering fragrance of her beautiful feet, a blend of high-quality leather and no unpleasant odor.

"Ah...so fragrant...goddess...oh...so good...ah...oh...oh my god...goddess...I want to cum on your
...beautiful feet...ah...oh...ah...oh...oh...goddess..."

The backpacker was already at the peak of pleasure. My goddess Vicky kept changing the position of her two sexy feet,
squeezing and sliding them back and forth on his thick penis, occasionally stretching out her beautiful legs so that her slender calves could also brush against his glans. His urethral opening secreted more glistening fluid, which the goddess then evenly smeared on his entire penis
with the soles of her fair and delicate feet. "Ah...so good...ah...goddess...your feet...are exquisite...a beauty...ah... a gift from God...ah...oh...ah..." The backpacker groaned loudly as the goddess's two dreamlike, beautiful legs and feet gently and wantonly served . At the same time, the goddess pulled out a horse oil leg cream she had bought in South Korea from somewhere, unscrewed the cap, and applied the fragrant and smooth cream to her calves and ankles. Then, she straightened her beautiful legs and applied to the backpacker's penis. "Hmm...is it good...my husband loves it when I serve him like this...heh..." Vicky glanced at my penis again, then casually applied the remaining cream to it as well. She then held my penis and stroked the foreskin back and forth, letting me enjoy the gentle service of her jade hands. At the same time, she withdrew her right hand and reached towards her honey hole. Her entire body relied on my penis for balance, so she unconsciously increased the pressure a little . My penis, under the combined stimulation of the lubricant and her delicate hands, reached heaven. My goddess Vicky was servicing two men while simultaneously comforting her own little honey pot. Through her stockings kneaded her pink clitoris, which was already soaked with moisture. At the same time, her left hand continued to gently stroke her.

Her index finger gently stroked my glans. Her two beautiful feet, working in tandem with her ankles and calves, slid
extensively , and he was about to reach his climax.

"Ah...ah...ah...ha...oh...ah...goddess...your feet...so beautiful...ah...
and your legs...ah...so long...so smooth...ah..."

The backpacker was immersed in pleasure, lost in ecstasy, unable to control himself. Seeing his dazed state, the
goddess , withdrew one long leg, and then extended the slender hand that had been playing with her clitoris. She lifted
her buttocks, pulled down her black pantyhose, and casually removed her thong. Then, massaging her
shoulders, she let her black semi-transparent lace bra slip completely off, and then extended one long, white, bare leg back
towards the stranger.

What a stunning sight! The goddess reclined wantonly on the seat, her left hand caressing my penis, stroking it
with a mixture lubricant and perfume. Her right hand reached for her own vulva, a finger already buried inside her vagina, as she
lovingly thrust in and out. One of her beautiful legs, freed from its stockings, was held to her chest
by

the man. She parted her legs slightly and said softly, "Hey... I'll make an exception for you... my foot... hee hee..." The man with the backpack, who had been letting the goddess's bare foot roam over his chest, was overjoyed at her command.
He carefully lifted it, stuck out his tongue, and pressed his nose against her bare foot. The goddess's feet were
very well-maintained. Because she was clean and changed her stockings every day, there wasn't a trace of odor on her feet, not even the soles.
There was only a faint body fragrance and the scent of horse oil leg cream seeping through the stockings.

"Ah... um... goddess... your feet... how... smell so good... ah... so satisfying... ah...
um... um... oh..."

"Heh... I'm very clean, my husband always wants to play with my feet..."

After saying that, Vicky stroked my penis even harder. I was stimulated beyond measure by her wanton behavior and
enjoyed her service wholeheartedly. She brought her sexy red lips closer, slightly opened her mouth and licked my glans,
then her small mouth enveloped half of the glans and sucked on my penis.

At the same time, her other stockinged foot seductively stomped on the backpacker's hard penis,
while rapidly stimulated her own G-spot. Her full, honey-like vagina gripped her hand tightly, and she couldn't help but
moan between the moments she was sucking me, mingling with the satisfied moans of the three of us. The air was filled with a decadent atmosphere, dreamlike and
surreal: "Ah...husband...I...am so... wanton...mmm...your penis...tastes so good...
so hard...is it because I...am teased it...mmm...my pussy is so wet...oh...I want my husband to fuck me...ah
...mmm..."

"Ah...beautiful...goddess...your feet...make me feel so good...ah...I'm licking your...
feet too...ah...your feet...not wearing stockings...it's like they're wearing them...slippery...ah...so good...ah..."

"Oh...oh...oh..." Looking at the scene before me, I
couldn't help but thrust my penis deep into my goddess's honeyed passage, but her cherry-like mouth held it firmly, preventing me from moving. Her tongue,
along her red lips, teased and turned my glans, pushing me to the brink of collapse.

Vicky's two beautiful legs moved back and forth, rubbing together. She used both legs to lubricate
and stroke the stranger's penis, which was throbbing and on the verge of ejaculation.

"Ah...goddess...can you tell me...your name...I want...I want to cum...in..."

"Vicky...call me Vicky...ah...my...husband...likes this...mmm..."

Goddess Vicky was also nearing her peak, responding absentmindedly, her mouth working
even harder on my penis, her left hand stroking it. I couldn't hold back any longer.

"Ah...uh...um...husband...you...uh...uh...uh...um...um..."

I couldn't hold back any longer. I quickly reached out and rubbed Vicky's breasts while forcefully
ejaculating into her sexy little mouth. The goddess gently received my raindrops, but I ejaculated
too much, and a drop or two spilled out.

"Oh...wife...you...slut...ah...I'm so happy...it's so exciting...ah, slut..."

The goddess, in a daze of passion, swallowed a small portion of the semen and spat the rest onto the ground. At the same time, I pulled
her hand out and used my middle finger, lubricated by her honey-like juices, to insert into her tender vagina,
stimulating . She was also on the verge of collapse.

Vicky, the goddess, was enjoying the vigorous caresses of her beloved husband on her lower body, hovering on the edge of orgasm.
At the same time, her legs worked even harder for the stranger, her two jade feet, pink ankles, and slender
legs roaming back and forth on his thick penis. The scarlet glans was filled with countless drops of semen ready to be released, and he
was also on the verge of ejaculation. He groaned, "Ah... goddess... I want... I can't hold back... ah... I'll shoot
... ah..."

"Um... where do you want... to shoot... ah... husband... harder...
where do you want him to shoot me..."

Faced with this question, I replied without hesitation, "I want to see him shoot on the instep of your little feet, between your toes... on
your ankles ..." At the same time, my middle finger stimulated her tender, honey-filled vagina even harder, sending her to the peak.

"Okay...hey...you heard...ah...ah...ah...did you hear that, ah...coming
...coming...okay...shame...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Vicky's bottom line was pierced by the lewd conversation. The play of my middle finger inside her vagina and
the warmth of the other man's penis emanating from her beautiful feet brought her to an unprecedented orgasm amidst shame. Her
body convulsed a few times, her breasts bounced in my hands, her collarbones became more prominent, and the toes of her two beautiful feet contracted,
while she served the man more quickly, lewdly, and absentmindedly.

"Ah... Vicky... Goddess... I... I'll listen to you... husband... shoot... on... your... beautiful
feet... ah... oh oh oh oh... ah... ah... um..."

Under Vicky's intensified efforts and lewd moans, looking at Vicky's sexy stockinged legs and
sexy white bare legs, his semen gushed out. At this moment, Vicky's bare instep slid over his
glans, and the thick semen hit the instep. Vicky's orgasmic spasms caused her little feet to step on his penis again.
His penis continued to ejaculate, shooting onto Vicky's bare feet, her stockinged legs, her calves, and even splashing onto
her thighs…

“Ah…Vicy, goddess…mmm…thank you…I…I never dreamed…of such
beautiful legs …ah…serve me…thank you…ah…ah…ah…mmm…”

Hearing his gratitude and praise, even though Vicky was still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, she continued
to finish him off. At the same time, she took my penis back into her mouth, gently
squeezing , slowly and carefully swallowing and spitting it out with her small mouth…

“Goddess…oh…you…so gentle…ah…so seductive…oh…footjob at this time…
so gentle…so comfortable…”

The backpacker was immersed in the goddess's aftercare, praising her understanding, while his hands continued
to caress her stockinged feet, his eyes still greedily staring at her beautiful legs, her exposed wasp waist, her sexy
collarbone, and her pair of firm breasts.

As I gazed at the lewd scene before me, an intense surge of stimulation rushed to my head. The goddess then used her feet to tease him
for a while , and then gave me a blowjob for a while. Afterward, she spat out his penis, withdrew her beautiful legs, and said, "Oh... I just
cleaned it... and now... you two... really... bad husband, are you satisfied now... bad man... always
thinking about others playing with my legs... perverted... hee hee..."

Vicky complained as she took off her stockings, fastened her lace bra, pulled up her dress, and
put her . She stood up, "I need to clean myself up. This time,
you!" Vicky pointed at the man, "Don't follow me! Heh..."

I looked at Vicky in front of me. She turned her back and said, "Honey, help me tie the straps of my clothes
... hee hee..."

Hearing this, I embraced the goddess Vicky, one hand holding her slender waist, while the other hand
wandered back and forth on her thighs, feeling the smoothness of her bare legs. Vicky said shyly, "Bad husband...
bad ... hurry... I need to go to the bathroom..."

"Bad husband...bad man...hey...wake up...pervert..."

I woke up with a start; it was just a dream. In my dazed state, I found myself holding Vicky, my hands caressing her
sexy thighs and thong. Vicky's face was flushed; she looked like she had
just woken up. It seemed she had also experienced something erotic in her dream, otherwise, why would the panties in my hand be completely wet
?

Vicky playfully pulled away from my embrace, saying shyly, "Honey...I'm going to the bathroom...to tidy up
...you were so horny in my dream!!"

"Heh...I hope we had the same dream...good girl, take off your panties...it's late anyway...nobody's around
..."

"No...pervert...bad man...hehe..."

I wanted to touch her silky legs again, but Vicky, the goddess, stood up, took off her sexy high heels,
gave me a seductive wink, and went to the bathroom. Watching her dazzling long, straight legs disappear from
sight, a voice reached my ears: "Train...next stop...Xiamen North..."

We arrived. I'm still savoring the thrill of my dream, and all I want to do is get to the hotel and
have a good time with Vicky. But the unique excitement of the dream has also stirred up my imagination.

Before that guy got off the bus, she took off her stockings. Will she take off
her thong , and go braless with me to experience the Xiamen night?

Will she?

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