A thief's romantic encounter

I
am a thief, making a living by stealing women's underwear, panties, stockings, bras, and the like. Although the state hasn't issued any
professional certification for our line of work, I'm still dedicated and conscientious, just like any model worker! I should say I'm a relatively high-quality thief; my
highest education is a bachelor's degree, and after graduation, I was assigned to teach Chinese at a prestigious high school in Beijing. However, I didn't go—I told the school I wasn't feeling well and
couldn't teach or guide students for the time being. The school said they could leave the position vacant and welcome me anytime. Perhaps the old man (referring to a corrupt official) helped me out; which educational
institution is truly eager to hire? I ignored them and continued being a thief. I love this line of work. Why doesn't this school teach thievery? They're all
full of ulterior motives, yet they want their students to be innocent. They're so damn cunning! My father-in-law was constantly berating me, scolding me for being idle and aimless. Several times he'd lectured me earnestly,
flipping through Mao Zedong's quotations. All the remaining authority he held as the retired education bureau chief was directed at me. Finally, pushed to my limit, I
humbly said, "Dad, I'm currently tutoring a few American students in Chinese, and the income is quite high. I'm also planning to co-found a private school." My father-in-law immediately
perked up, his eyes practically slits. He excitedly bombarded me with questions, saying he wanted to teach those foreign students well, emphasizing how difficult their journey to education was, but also hoping
there wouldn't be any teacher-student romances. He even asked if he could become the dean of studies if the school was established. He'd always wanted his own school when he was young, but the government
didn't approve of it then. Now, his son had fulfilled his dream. That very evening, my father-in-law treated his old friends to
a meal at Shaguoju in Xisi, embellishing my grand plan with exaggerated claims. I regretted saying that; I felt deep sympathy for this fervent educator.
I must say I possessed a high level of expertise in my field, and I adhered to professional ethics with the steadfastness of a widow—the rules of our trade. Therefore, I
never made a mistake. I rarely associated with people in the underworld; this was taught to me by my master, a rare master whose words became my life's creed. He
also forbade me from touching women, because they were sources of trouble! Do you know how I lost this hand? My master often warned me, "Women! Women! The most
terrifying things! You can only find women if you want to leave this trade!" My master's severed arm left a deep impression on me. Look at my hand, so nimble it could play the piano—
was this the hand used for writing with chalk? Damn it, it's a waste! I didn't want to lose such a lovely arm. I kept my distance from women, regarding their
charming smiles and alluring eyes as mere will-o'-the-wisps in the wild. But I still couldn't escape my fate; I fell for a woman! That was my first blunder not long after I started out
, back in my second year of junior high...
The school was having a sports meet, and a few girls dragged me to watch the games with them. What was so interesting about that? It was boring! I didn't like those girls.
First, they weren't pretty, and second, they always made fun of me for being a pale-skinned girl. What did it matter to them whether I was pale or not? But I was so
tongue-tied all I could do was blush. The way I looked so embarrassed makes me want to slap myself now! I swear if I ever saw those girls again, I'd
beat them all up! I slipped away, but I ran into the head of academic affairs as I left the school. He called out to me, "Xiao Jia! Why aren't you watching the games?" He was a very strict teacher, and
I got scared, tears welling up in my eyes. "What's wrong? Is something the matter?" the head of academic affairs asked with concern. "I, I, my mom isn't feeling well!" I said
timidly . "Oh! Then you should hurry back and see her!" the dean of academic affairs said kindly. "And please give my regards to Director Tian... oh! to your dad!" "Yes
, Director Wu." I ran off as fast as I could. My dad's surname is Tian, and my name is Tian Jia. My classmates say it's a woman's name, and I do look like a woman! Back then, all I could do was
blush and say , "Nonsense!" In college, there was a big, muscular guy from the physical education department who said there was a fast food called "Tian Family Rice," and asked if I grew up eating Tian Family Rice. I
didn't say anything, but I punched him so hard he screamed, and then easily broke his forearm. He looked miserable and said he was just joking with me, how could you do that? I said
go joke with your mom! My martial arts skills were also taught to me by my master, after I was in the second year of junior high school. He said his students shouldn't be bullied! After leaving school that day,
I went straight to a high-end apartment building in Chaoyang District. The weather wasn't great, but I was in a good mood. My target was the fourth floor,
the dormitory of two flight attendants from China Southern Airlines. They had left the day before, apparently flying to Guangzhou. Entering went smoothly, like being in my own home. My mentor said that
's the feeling you need—the quality of a professional. Even if the homeowner comes home, don't panic. Calmly say, "Sir! I'm sorry, you've come to the wrong place
!" While they're still surprised, you can escape; you've already planned your escape route. While my mentor was giving me his earnest advice, did he even consider
how much a teenager like me could possibly understand?
After searching through everything, I didn't find anything interesting. There was a very delicate leather whip in the closet. I cracked it a few times; it was loud.
Intrigued . I wasn't interested in the money; I was just curious about entering someone else's home. It was like an adventure, very exciting! After looking at everything, I would carefully
put it back in its place, taking only a very few items, perhaps not even worth much. This was my habit, but my master said it was the highest
level . In the closet was a pair of shiny women's knee-high leather boots, as if they had just been polished, and of course, very beautiful—what we'd call "cool" these days!
This was a typical woman's room, permeated with feminine scents. I sniffed the bras they had left behind—oh! They smelled wonderful—but I wasn't particularly interested.
They had many pairs of underwear, mostly black and white, differing only in style and workmanship, all clean and exuding a faint fragrance. Here, oh, some jewelry
too Useless. What's the point of wearing this? Ah! Their photos, tsk tsk! Such beautiful girls, flawless skin, eyebrows like the moon, eyes like stars, their
smiles so alluring. Their faces were pressed together, looking very intimate. If only I could kiss them… My master said we in this line of work don't get close to women… whatever! I tucked
the two photos into my pocket.
I swaggered to open the door—Ah!—Oh no! The door wouldn't open—this was an imported security door. The installer bought me the same model and had
me practice on it countless times. Going in and out was like opening my mouth. Wasn't this a "Policeman-D type"?—Oh dear! My master, this is a "Policeman-D1
type"! How could I be so careless! My heart started racing, pounding wildly. I was no longer the temporary master
. I felt like a lab rat desperately trying to escape. This door was different from those in China. Without a key, the way to go in and out was different. The D type and D1 type
were the same for entering, but the way to go out was completely different. I held my breath and started fiddling with it, sweating profusely. Luckily, the door was thick, and no one outside could hear what was happening inside.
Time ticked by, each minute feeling like a year! ...Give me some hope! Grant me strength, I am Xirui! I became more and more...
My mind is racing… Oh, this is getting a bit ridiculous… Faster… My god! The door opened! — It was flung open from the outside! With giggles, two
beautiful ! For a moment, I was dumbfounded. They weren't as flustered as I was, but they were clearly surprised! I stammered, “I…I’m so sorry! Miss
…I’ve come to the wrong place!” —Oh my god! What am I saying?! —I should have said you’ve come to the wrong place! I’m doomed. I
lowered my head . Damn it! I’m such a terrible actor! Their unexpected calmness only increased my panic. These two flight attendants must have been
trained .
One of the beautiful women stared at me: "You're a thief!" "Yes! I'm a thief!" Her stunning beauty intimidated me so much that I blurted out the
truth. Then I clumsily corrected myself: "No! I'm not! I... I went to the wrong door..." According to my mentor's teachings, I should have immediately run out the door, but whether it
was because I wanted to see their beautiful faces again or because I was inexperienced and terrified, I stood there motionless. "I... I'm so pitiful!" I said
pitifully , "Please don't hit me!"
Look at me! I was such a coward back then, even trying to steal! If I told my mentor, he would be furious! Another sweet-looking girl chuckled
. Her laughter was lovely. "Jingjing, he's just a child, don't scare him!" Jingjing didn't laugh. "He's not so young anymore!" "Really? Not so young anymore..." The
sweet-looking girl seemed to remember something. She closed the door. "Jingjing, you said he's not so young anymore?" "Yes! Xinxin, what's wrong... um!" Jingjing also seemed to
remember something. "But, he's still a little young, isn't he?" She frowned, looking at the girl called Xinxin.
"You said it! He's not young anymore!" Xinxin looked at me with a smile. Jingjing started staring at me, and I looked back at her. Her eyes were beautiful, but a little cold.
I carefully observed her reaction, barely daring to breathe. I knew my fate was in her hands; at least today, she decided my destiny. She suddenly nodded, and
I jumped in fright. The photo I was holding hadn't been properly placed and fell to the ground! They both saw it. Xinxin and Jingjing smiled knowingly, and my heart pounded with fear. A woman's smile
wasn't always a good sign. What would she do to me? I was anxious and scared, and I immediately knelt down in front of them, pleading, "Good sisters, please forgive me
! This is my first time. I'm still young. Please let me go. I'll never do it again!"
"Forgive you? Sure!" Xinxin's smile was sweet. "Then lick her shoes clean first!" "She gestured with her jade-like chin toward Jingjing. This
...this...I hesitated, even though Jingjing's shoes weren't dirty at all, and they were very beautiful, accentuating her delicate feet. You don't want to!" Xinxin
said somewhat displeased. "Please, please don't be angry! I, I'll lick them!" I quickly lowered my head and pressed my lips to Jingjing's shoes. She was wearing wedge sandals and sexy
stockings. The moment I lowered my head, I smelled the faint fragrance of her feet. It was a strange and alluring sensation. I glanced at Jingjing; her
lips were slightly parted, revealing her fine, even white teeth. She seemed quite pleased with what I was doing. Xinxin watched my actions with interest, her eyes filled with smugness. I
licked Jingjing's shoes little by little with the tip of my tongue, sometimes touching her thin stockings. For some reason, my earlier reluctance had completely vanished, replaced by
a feeling of floating on clouds. Standing there, Jingjing looked like a goddess, and I seemed only worthy of kneeling at her feet.
After licking Jingjing's two shoes, I asked Xinxin ingratiatingly, "Shall I lick your shoes too?" Xinxin stuck out her tongue and said with a smile, "No need!"
Jingjing lifted her leg to look at her shoes, seemingly quite satisfied, and patted my head, "You licked them quite clean, I'll let you off the hook!" Xinxin stretched out her leg, gesturing for me to crawl to
another room. I obediently crawled over; I knew they seemed to have other activities planned, but deep down I felt like I might enjoy them.
"This student has good potential and is handsome too. He could be our foot slave! Standing in the cabin all day is exhausting. Having someone to
lick and massage our feet will make the other sisters incredibly envious!" I heard Xinxin's cheerful voice. "I never thought that the bad weather would bring us good luck!" "
Don't be too happy yet. Don't tell Xin'er and the others about this. We've been struggling all night and still haven't reached Baiyun Airport. I'm tired. I'll take a shower first.
Ask . If he agrees, then train him a bit!" Jingjing's words were very calm. After a while, Xinxin came in alone. She sat in front of me, crossed her legs
, and knelt down in front of a pretty girl. She was sitting with her eyes directly on me, and my face turned slightly
red. I wanted to lower my head—but she hooked my chin with the tip of her shoe and made me tilt my head back—and I involuntarily held her feet in my hands. "What? You want to lick
my feet too!" Xin Xin asked playfully, her voice soft and seductive.
My voice murmured in my throat, "Yes! I... I think it's great!" "Do you like your older sister's feet?" Xin Xin wiggled her sneakers.
"I love it!" I said, blushing. "I'll do anything you ask me to do, sister!" "Really?" Xin Xin became interested. "Can I ride you like a horse, sister?" My
penis suddenly got hard, and my body began to go limp. "I'm your little pony, sister, you can ride me and hit me as you please." "Really! You little devil, you're so funny!" Xin Xin
giggled "Come on! Take off your sister's shoes!" Just as I was about to take off her shoes with my hands, her slender hand slapped me: "Silly boy! Use your mouth, you know that
when you lick a girl's feet, you have to use your mouth to take off her shoes!"
"Oh!" I put my mouth to hers. Her Nike sneakers were new, exuding youthful energy. When my lips touched the shoe, my heart was burning
because Xin Xin was looking at me teasingly. She would like me to do this. How beautiful she is! I thought to myself. Having no experience, I don't know if it was her beautiful ankles that
amazed me or my overwhelming excitement that overwhelmed me, but my mouth was more clumsy than ever before. After several attempts, I finally managed to bite and pry off her sneakers. I was a little
embarrassed: "I'm sorry! I, I, I'm so clumsy!"
"It's okay! You'll get used to it!" Xinxin gently encouraged me, pressing her slender foot to my lips and gently massaging it. My heart skipped a beat.
I never knew a woman's feet could be so beautiful, and such gorgeous feet were right in front of me, right next to my lips! Why
hadn't I ? Her feet, clad in white cotton socks, were as innocent as Snow White. The socks couldn't hide her incomparably beautiful curves. Look! That slightly upturned tip
must be her playful big toe, and the curve where the instep meets the arch of her foot was breathtakingly elegant! And there was this faint scent, a harmonious
blend of . "I...I..." I murmured, unable to utter a single word, pressing my face tightly, so tightly, against the soles of her feet, using the most sensitive skin on my face to experience
the warmth of her beautiful feet. My penis, if the penis of a 15-year-old boy can be called a penis, was already throbbing with erection—a feeling I only
had ! I rubbed my face against the soles of her feet; it was simply the best pleasure in the world! Her cotton socks were so soft, so soft that it made me feel as if I were in Ellie's...
Wandering in that enchanting scene, I didn't even dare to pull down her socks. I didn't know if I could control myself anymore. My hand, my hand had already reached down and
grasped my own penis! Xin Xin chuckled, stretching her jade-like legs between my legs and pulling away my greedy, impulsive hand: "Silly boy, don't do that.
I'll teach you later!" Her foot didn't leave; her sneakers were directly on my crotch. I straightened up, trying to make my erect penis press against the sole of her shoe. Even through
the pants and shoes, the indescribable beauty and feminine softness of her feet still sent electric shocks through me, forcing me to twist my hips to meet her sole.
"You're the most insightful little thing I've ever met!" Xin Xin praised me with a smile, revealing her charming dimples. "You should take off your socks!"
Really? I was going to take off her socks, a beautiful woman's socks, and I was kneeling in front of her, with one of her feet stepping on me... Was it all real?
Why was my little penis so excited, more intense than ever before! I want to use my mouth, my lips, to hold her socks! Boiling desire relentlessly burns within me. My
mouth, obsessively resting on her ankle, devoutly grasps the top of the sock. Her pale ankle is beneath my lips. To remove a beautiful girl's socks with my mouth is an
unimaginable pleasure, an indescribable ecstasy, an irresistible sexual temptation! Neither mountains nor seas can stop it! My lips
glide across her white instep, like the delicate antennae of a dragonfly brushing against my heart. With the movement of my lips, a scene I will never forget unfolds in my mind. The white socks
are pulled down inch by inch, and finally, a smooth, delicate, and graceful foot unveils its captivating beauty, revealing its breathtaking allure! Her
feet were warm, warm enough to fill any man's world with tenderness; her feet were white, white enough to make any man with a filthy heart dare not
look directly at them ; her feet were delicate, more delicate than the skin on the face of any heroine in a youth drama; her feet were soft, soft enough to make any man
weep for her; her feet were magnificent and neat, even the peony, the queen of blooming flowers, paled in comparison; her feet were so alluring that even Confucius, born in 505 BC,
would prostrate himself, kowtowing and begging for mercy, desperately licking them with tears streaming down his face! I couldn't believe she was such a rare beauty. Her large, white toe
twitched slightly, captivating me completely, making me almost want to dance with joy. I lost control; I dared not stand upright any longer. Her radiant, natural
feet utterly conquered me. I bent over, moved back half a foot, and prostrated myself at Xinxin's feet. This was the only thing I could do! And
the only thing any man could do!! My trembling hands cupped her bare feet, reverently placing them above my head in worship! Xinxin was amused by my actions. She could clearly
see how much I adored and worshipped her delicate feet! She hadn't expected that, as glamorous and sophisticated flight attendants, they only wanted a servant to tend to their
tired feet after disembarking, a plaything to command. She now clearly realized: they had a slave, a docile and obedient little slave,
so docile he would kneel down at the slightest movement of her little toe! So obedient that he would crawl over and lick the dust off her shoes the moment she stretched out her delicate foot! How delightful
!
Xinxin gestured for me to sit up with her foot, then pointed her bare toes at my crotch—oh! I knew the command of my love god, and I took off my underwear, revealing
the poor thing. Seeing its flushed embarrassment, Xinxin smiled and said, "Crawl closer, sister wants to tease your little chicken!"—Good heavens!
What a beautiful voice, it was like an angel's call!
Xinxin's delicate right foot circled around my penis, the almost-but-not-quite-close contact making my lower abdomen tense, my swollen glans yearning for the caress of her delicate foot.
Every toe of hers brought me divine pleasure. She stretched her left foot towards my face, the sole of her shoe rubbing against my cheek: "Do I have to teach you how to be happy?"
My comprehension is exceptionally good; with the help of my lips, I removed her left shoe and sock. Before I could even properly admire her delicate foot, her toes had already slid into my mouth like
a fish . I hurriedly and nervously took her big toe into my mouth, and the delicate skin on the instep, the faintly visible veins, were clearly visible before
my eyes. Whether I was 15 years old then or now at 24, I cannot escape that dreamlike, intoxicating feeling. If such a pair of feet
cannot move you, if such... If her delicate toes can't arouse your desire to lick them, then you're probably sexually deficient! Her soles were beneath my
chin , while her toes were enjoying the caress of my tongue. The spaces between her toes were full of mystery and allure; all the deliciousness and pleasure seemed to emanate from between them,
more irresistible than a beautiful woman's cherry lips or the alluring vulva between her legs. My tongue slipped between her big toe and another beautiful toe, and then,
the back of her right foot explored under my scrotum, supporting my poor, yet lucky, member with her warm instep. Her foot playfully slid down, her toes even approaching
my anus. I was terrified! I was truly afraid of her... I would insert those toes, the kind that every man in the world desires, into my anus—I would scream with joy, my semen
gushing out shamelessly—wouldn't that be wonderful! My glans was beginning to secrete a glistening fluid; perhaps this was just the prelude. I then licked each of Xin Xin's
toes . As I licked the soles of her feet, she giggled incessantly, yet she hardly realized the irresistible charm of her soles. Many girls' feet are only suitable for
viewing from above or the side. But Xin Xin's feet were different. Her soles were more shapely, more supple, the cleanliness of her toe pads and the softness of her soles more alluring. All the charm of a typical
girl combined... Even that couldn't compare to the fleeting glimpse of Xinxin's feet. Most men wouldn't dare beg and beg to be trampled under such feet! My
heart was broken, my heart was captivated!
I held her delicate little toes in my mouth, using my tongue to express my deepest adoration. Her toes were so perfect, even her toenails seemed to hold a tender affection. Those nimble, snake
-like toes moved lightly and gracefully in my mouth, like the white neck of a swan. Xinxin's right foot gripped my penis, and in doing so, gripped my very life! I could easily
imagine her beautiful foot stroking my penis. At 15, I groaned as her beautiful foot moved up and down, my mouth instinctively biting her toes even tighter! …
…
I don't know how much time passed, maybe 10 minutes, maybe 2 minutes, but I wish it were a century! I climaxed, my thick, white,
virgin essence gushing forth, erupting, my still-innocent body trembling with happiness. Xinxin's slender foot, the most beautiful and transcendent foot that had brought me into this world,
floated out like a jade maiden ascending to heaven. I was glad I hadn't desecrated the goddess's heavenly foot, and glad that her slender foot had just stepped on my shoulder, as if
to comfort and encourage me. My virginity was easily stolen by a pair of beautiful feet, and my life became more splendid because of a woman's beautiful feet! From that moment on
, I embarked on the path of foot fetishism, captivated by the charm of slender feet.
While I was lost in ecstasy, a long, slender leg clad in leather boots appeared before me—it was Jingjing, her leather whip pointing at me. I froze.
In an instant, guided by Xinxin's slender feet, I crawled toward Jingjing. I've said before that I have a high
level
of comprehension, in every aspect, which is why Jingjing was willing to enslave me. A long black leather whip, shiny high-top leather boots, a sexy and beautiful cold smile, towering jade breasts—after the whip cracked, I entered another extremely tempting space… (This section contains SM content. Due to the different preferences of fellow enthusiasts, I'm temporarily omitting it for fear of offending everyone. I hope you can
understand the foots's good intentions.)
Two days after leaving them, I was restless and looked tired. My elderly master asked me why, and I lied and said I had been bullied.
He, who had spent most of his life in the martial arts world, smiled meaningfully. But from that moment on, this nearly 100-year-old man began to teach me martial arts, saying that his disciple, Puling, could not be bullied by
outsiders .
While researching at the National Library during my sophomore year, I stumbled upon his name: a lone thief in Shanghai's underworld, reclusive and taciturn. The Green and Red
Gang had repeatedly invited him to join their alliance, but to no avail. Later, he offended a leader of the gang, leading to a bitter feud. The Green and Red Gang issued a permanent assassination order against him, and he disappeared in
Shanghai Pu Ling and Li San from Beiping were known as the "North and South Twin Thieves.
" When I read this brief account, he had already been dead for five years! Only then did I realize
the true . After starting martial arts training with my master, I still frequently visited Xin Xin and Jing Jing; their beauty and delicate feet attracted me like a magnet! From their conversation, I
learned that they were very hostile towards a girl in their flight crew named "Xin'er." Apparently, Xin'er had taken the position of flight attendant leader from Jingjing, and she didn't
respect them at all. When Xin'er's name was mentioned, Jingjing's eyes were always filled with a cold, ruthless glint. Xinxin said that one day she would make Xin'er beg and
plead, sucking their toes. The two beautiful flight attendants were plotting how to take down their work rival. I don't know how they managed to get their hands on
the videotape of Xin'er and her boyfriend having sex. A conspiracy was born from the operation of the videotape. I was fortunate enough to witness it all. That was when I secretly sneaked into their apartment again, trying to discover
more of their privacy and figure out how to open that damned Policeman-D1 from the inside. I keenly sensed the sound of the door opening and, like a cat, slipped into
the closet. I heard the voices of three girls enter. One of their voices was unfamiliar, both innocent and timid. I recognized it as
Xin'er, whom they often mentioned. "What exactly do you want? Are you going to negotiate here?" "Xin'er's voice was soft and a little shy; I could tell she was a very beautiful girl." "
Negotiate? You think you have the right to negotiate with us?" Jingjing's voice sounded cool.
"Then...then please give me back the videotape!" Xin'er pleaded. "Is it that simple?! --We, we'll
broadcast it on the company's cable TV!" Xinxin's tone was mischievous. "Please, don't do that—it'll ruin me!" Xin'er was upset. "Weren't you very dissatisfied with
our work? Didn't you take pride in scolding us in meetings? Well, now? Where has your power gone!" Jingjing spoke with
a vengeful tone.
"It was work, I didn't mean it."
"Nonsense!"—"Slap!" A crisp sound rang out; Jingjing had probably slapped Xin'er. "Kneel down! Kneel down and apologize in front of us!"
"This...this...you..."—Xin'er was clearly on the verge of tears.
"Are you going to kneel or not?" Xinxin drawled. "You don't have to kneel—but that nice videotape..."
"I'll kneel! I'll kneel!" I heard Xin'er say urgently, followed by
a "thump!"—she had probably knelt down. I seemed to hear her soft sobbing, and of course, Jingjing's cold laughter.
"Crawl! Crawl between our legs!" Jingjing continued to command.
"Yes! Crawl like a dog!" Xinxin gloated. "Crawl! Are you going to crawl or not!?"
"Crawl, I'll crawl!" Xin'er cried.
...
I saw through the crack in the door that a beautiful and innocent girl crawled in like a dog, with Xinxin kicking her buttocks with her short boots from time to time.
The closet door opened, and I jumped, quickly shrinking back inside—it was Jingjing taking out her leather boots and putting them on.
"You... crawl here!" Jingjing and Xinxin sat on the sofa, Jingjing pointing at a spot on the ground with the tip of her boot.
"Yes!" Xin'er said helplessly.
"Hurry up and lick our shoes clean with your mouths!" Jingjing commanded. Xinxin had already put her feet up on Xin'er's back.
"This is too much!" Xin'er pushed Xinxin's feet away and stood up to try to resist.
Jingjing raised her hand and "smack!" The whip struck Xin'er's slender shoulder. She had just hugged her arms and screamed when a second lash came down on her head.
"Sister! Sister! Spare me!" Xin'er fell to the ground with a thud, crawled to Jingjing's feet, hugged her boots tightly, and pressed her face against them, crying.
Jingjing used the whip to lift Xin'er's chin, making her tilt her head back, and coldly looked at her, saying, "Your little face is pretty enough, no wonder the manager appointed you as the team leader."
Although Jingjing's appearance was also first-rate, she was still somewhat inferior to Xin'er, who was younger than her. Xin'er's delicate beauty aroused her jealousy. She suddenly
pressed Xin'er's pink neck and forced her face down onto Xinxin's short boots. "Lick it! Lick Xin'er's shoes clean first!" Xin'er dared not disobey any longer and
obediently began to lick Xinxin's short boots with her delicate tongue. Xinxin giggled and said, "Lick it clean, or I'll make you eat the whip again!" and proudly swung her short boots.
After licking Xinxin's short boots, Xin'er followed orders and began to lick Jingjing's long boots. After licking their leather boots, she no longer felt humiliated or undignified
. For this beautiful girl, she just wanted to end this nightmare immediately! However, she was wrong! For her, this nightmare had only just begun.
"Take off your clothes!" Jingjing commanded.
Xin'er didn't utter a sound; she dared not resist any longer, for the whip she would suffer was too much for her delicate skin to bear. She silently undressed, very slowly,
a triumphant smile on Xinxin's pretty face.
"Take off everything! Not a single piece left!" Jingjing's face also smiled. Two lines of clear tears streamed down Xin'er's face. She didn't slack off, slowly removing
all her clothes. I saw a look of astonishment on Jingjing and Xinxin's faces—because, because they were as shocked as I was by Xin'er's stunningly beautiful
body. Jingjing stood there for a moment, then seemed to suddenly make up her mind. She abruptly kicked Xin'er to the ground, flipped over and straddled her lower abdomen, her two beautiful hands
taking turns slapping Xin'er's face, making her face burn with pain. Xinxin mischievously stuck her bare foot between Xin'er's legs. As Xin'er tried
to close her legs as if electrocuted, Xinxin's big toe had already pierced through. Although it was punishment, having such a smooth, delicate foot between her legs was more than just a sensation in her genitals.
The masochistic feeling subsided, and Jingjing stopped her slapping. She bent down to kiss Xin'er's cherry lips—I never expected things to develop to this point.
Under Xinxin's toes' twisting and exploring, Xin'er's emotional pain gradually subsided. Jingjing also sucked on her nipples, and her blood surged
with the penetration of the toes and the tingling sensation in her breasts. A pleasurable feeling flowed through her body, and her girlish heart was like a spring overflowing with spring water,
brimming with passionate waves. Her hazy eyes were filled with the blooming flowers of desire in the Garden of Eden. She began to moan softly, her slender hands reaching for her lower body,
grasping Xinxin's rounded heels and pushing and pulling them inwards. Her waist undulated like waves, and she murmured, "Good sister, harder, oh...
oh!... I... want it...!" Under Xin Xin's toes' ministrations, Xin'er's body was intensely stimulated and she experienced immense pleasure. Xin Xin's legs
were , and beautifully sculpted; each powerful thrust sent Xin'er into ecstasy, her breath coming in gasps. Her initial tension had dissipated, and this relaxation made
her posture both wanton and incredibly vulnerable. This innate quality both pleased and vexed the two women playing with her.
Hidden in the closet, I was captivated by the unparalleled spectacle of these three women, staring intently, completely immersed in admiration and sexual
hunger . In a moment, Xin'er reached the peak of pleasure, her breath quickening, her face flushed. Jingjing, straddling her,
displayed an irresistible allure with her long, slender back and graceful neck. Xin'er called out to Jingjing in a sweet, ingratiating voice, her dark eyes gleaming with desire, her full red lips so
soft and tempting. Jingjing admired everything about her, feeling her body begin to react even more strongly to Xin'er's captivating beauty. She kissed Xin'er deeply,
exploring her lower lip with her tongue, gently biting it. Xin'er opened her arms and embraced Jingjing, moaning softly. Jingjing's smooth, fragrant skin pressed against hers, a strand of fragrant
black hair brushing against her arm, leaving her utterly intoxicated.
God! Buddha! Oh God! What a beautiful sight this is! My heart trembles; to have such pleasure as a human being—ah! How blissful and blissful
—I was both drooling with desire and restless because I couldn't see every detail of their bodies. I longed to see every part, every bulge
, and every arousing caress. It was so painful to imagine the beautiful contours, color, and smell of their genitals.
Xinxin's toes fluttered between Xin'er's labia, and a pale fluid gradually seeped from those alluring folds, glossing all of Xinxin's toes. She used
her two big toes to open Xin'er's labia, widening her beautiful vulva. I could vaguely see the flower-like clitoris, also glistening and shiny. Then my view was blocked
. Jingjing lowered her head and buried her face in it. I could only see her beautiful hair and hear the lewd sounds. I didn't know how she enjoyed
this earthly pleasure. Those charming white toes and rosy pink labia will be the most splendid memory of my life. Eight years later, that intoxicating middle school foot fetish
still lingers in my mind. Since graduating from university, I have been wandering aimlessly through the streets and alleys of Beijing, mysteriously appearing in
the mansions , casually taking what I need. But I have found nothing in the search for beautiful feet. That one mistake has become eternal!
My grandfather noticed I was always leaving early and coming home late, never mentioning the school, so he kept urging me every few days, "What's wrong with you?
I've been bragging about it, but where's your school?" I tried to put it off a few times, but I couldn't fool him. After all, he was an intellectual, and his mind
was
still sharp even in his old age. Pressed to the limit, I pulled out a stack of US dollars and said, "Dad! This is my fee for teaching those students. Take it first, we can use it later when we've saved up enough money!" My grandfather scoffed; he didn't care for that. A veteran from the Korean War wasn't easily swayed by money; he wanted something to look forward to!
He suspected I was just fooling him about the school, so he urged me to go back to the school I'd previously contacted to teach Chinese. What kind of nonsense was this—making me teach those hopeless,
potentially ruined, and dangerously excited teenagers and girls who were easily overwhelmed by excitement? Wasn't this pushing me into a fire pit?! I
resisted the old man's advances, refusing to go no matter what. Little did I know that the old man was engaged in a protracted war on the Korean battlefield. I held out against him for two months, but he wore me down.
Fortunately , I had nothing else to do, so I gave in to him and prepared to go to teach at that high school.

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