Because of a pair of shoes

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Actually, I not only enjoy peeping, but I also have a thing for high heels and stockings. I've always had a foot fetish and a leg fetish. I used to ride my bike looking for clothes and stockings drying in the sun. The first one I got was from my English teacher's house. That was a long time ago. I would play with the previous ones and then throw them away because they were hard to store, even though I lived at home. I've taken quite a few from beauty salons and friends' houses. The real beginning was when I got my first pair of shoes from a classmate's house. I think it was a gift from his mother. The summer after I graduated from high school, I often went to my classmate's house to play, and I almost lived there. His mother was a primary school teacher, and his father was a salesman who was often away from home. I would just play video games at his house. After going there so often, I would often see his mother drying underwear and stockings in the bathroom and on the balcony. I didn't dare to take the high heels, not even the ones with glue on. I would just touch them and put them back. Later, I couldn't resist anymore, so I started taking stockings. Some were used, some were washed, I took all sorts of stockings.
For about a week, after getting three or four pairs, I felt it wasn't exciting enough, so I started applying glue to the stockings [meaning I ejaculated on the shoes or stockings], and then put them on the clothes rack. I only dared to play with the stockings on the bathroom clothes rack. We could lock the door, until one weekend when his mother insisted we stay for lunch at her house instead of going to school. She said we usually ate takeout, and she wanted to cook us a nice meal, so we stayed. Thinking about it now, my elementary school teacher wore stockings almost every day; maybe she liked them. However, my classmate wasn't interested in this, so I was happy to have it. I think we ate ribs and fish that noon, but I forgot. Oh right, I forgot to introduce the female protagonist. My classmate's mother, about 165cm tall, long hair, not very big breasts, a good figure, slightly plump. We talked a lot that noon. His mother said that elementary school was about to have a break, and she might be running tutoring classes with some teachers to help students transition from elementary to middle school, so she might not be able to stay home all the time during the holidays. She told me to go visit her child sometime, since he was home alone, and to go out and run around instead of staying home all the time. I happily agreed, though I was a little scared during dinner, since I'd brought several pairs of stockings, one of which was glued shut. But his mom just smiled and acted like nothing had happened, which emboldened me to take bigger actions. I toned it down for a few days, but after a week, I couldn't resist anymore. One day, my friend was playing video games. I pretended to go to the bathroom and sneaked into his mom's room. I didn't dare rummage around, just opened the wardrobe to check for stockings, underwear, and shoes. Sure enough, I found them at the bottom of the wardrobe—a neatly arranged drawer of underwear and a drawer of socks. I was incredibly nervous and quickly closed the drawer. Back in my friend's room, watching him play games, I realized how easy it was to make my move. (His dad was also home during my visit, but he was usually there on weekends. If his dad was home, I wouldn't go.) I remember it was Friday or Sunday, before elementary school let out for a parent-teacher conference. I'd just arrived at his house when his mom called and asked him to bring their elementary school report cards, saying she'd forgotten them at home. My friend told me to play by myself while he rode off on his bike. I was in no mood for the computer anymore. The moment the door closed, I rushed into his mother's bedroom—no exaggeration, I literally rushed in—and opened the two drawers I'd been eyeing for so long. There were all sorts of stockings—black, nude, thin, thick. Most were pantyhose. I grabbed my favorite pair, and then in the other drawer, I saw a black thong and promptly took it. My heart was pounding. This whole process took less than ten minutes, but I was still scared. After tidying up the rest, I started searching through the other drawers, but I couldn't find any high heels—just a few pairs. Really, only two or three pairs. I even checked the balcony, but there weren't any shoe boxes. The more I thought about it, the more scared, nervous, or maybe excited I became. That afternoon, I made an excuse about having something to do at home and went home. I glued the stockings shut and threw them away. I hid the thong under the bed. The next day, I pretended nothing had happened and went to his house again. Now that I'd found the underwear and stockings, I was still thinking about his mom's high heels, so I casually asked where they usually kept their shoes. He said my balcony was full of shoe boxes, and they always got wet when it rained. He was always playing games and wouldn't even look at me, so I said, "The basement." My parents keep their shoes in the basement when they don't wear them. Three or four days later, his mom invited me to eat at their house again, saying I didn't have class that day [I'd already started summer tutoring]. Of course, I was happy to accept, not only because I could see her beautiful legs in stockings, but also because I could see her warm high heels. [I'm only writing about times when I'm at his house and his dad isn't home; I don't spend all seven days of the week there. I have my own home too.]
During dinner, his mom suggested we go out and play, play ball, or go to the nearby mountains. My friend said it was too hot and he didn't want to move. After dinner, my friend went straight into the air-conditioned room to continue playing games, and I helped clear the table. His mom smiled and invited me to play too, but I said it was fine; I usually clean at home, and I just finished eating, so I wanted to stretch my legs. Actually, I wanted to admire the beautiful feet and legs more. After we got to the kitchen, he told me to take him out for some exercise, as playing on the computer all the time is bad for his eyes. I said, "Auntie, it's okay, don't worry." Then I tried to take him out to play, but he refused. He said he wanted to play ball, but he said it was too hot. I suggested going to the gym, but he said he'd go by himself, the ball was in the basement. I thought, "Wow, I don't even have an excuse to go to the basement, it's practically delivered to my door!" I said, "Give me the key, I'll go get the ball." He said, "Just bring it up, don't drag me along." I said, "Bring it up first, I figured who would want to go play ball if they had the key?" After getting the key, the first thing I did was go to the market behind the complex and get a new one made. Looking back, it was really clever. Then I rushed to the basement, opened the door, turned on the light, and wow! Besides shoe boxes, there were some odds and ends, and a bicycle. I quickly closed the door and opened everything one by one: fish-mouth shoes, pointed shoes, flat shoes, lace-up shoes, boots. All sorts of things, like a shoe store. At the time, I thought, "If only they were all in my basement." I figured shoes were expensive then, so I didn't dare steal them, and it wasn't convenient either. Luckily, I had a spare key, and no one went to the basement every day, so I could wander around whenever I wanted. Basically, for those few days, I'd go in and check before going to his house, and before going home, I'd go in and check again.
Until one day, as usual, around 5 or 6 pm, I went to the basement again. When I got there, I'd just opened two or three pairs of my newest shoes. Then I heard the hallway door open, and the sound of high heels. I quickly closed the basement door, too afraid to speak. The sound of the high heels got closer and closer. I thought, "I'm done for! I'm going to be found out!" I was so scared I could barely breathe, praying it wasn't my friend's mother. But then I heard the sound of a key in the lock. Thinking that since I'd been found out, I might as well admit it, I opened the door. The moment I opened the door, my classmate's mother jumped in fright. I quickly said, "Auntie, I'm so sorry, Dong asked me to come downstairs to get something." My classmate's mother said, "Oh, you scared me! It's okay, I just came down to get two pairs of shoes." "What are you looking for?" I said, "Looking for a basketball. If I can't find it, I'll be going now." I turned around and hurried home.
The next day, I didn't dare go to my classmate's house. I pretended to have diarrhea and said I wouldn't go. I went a couple of days later, and finally on the third day, I went to my friend's house. To be honest, I was a little shocked when I got there. There were two pairs of high heels at the door, two pairs of stockings and two pairs of underwear on the clothes rack in the bathroom, and two pairs of unwashed underwear and a pair of bras in the washing machine. I didn't dare do anything on the third day. I stayed there all day, constantly thinking, "What if I've been discovered? If I have, it shouldn't be like this. Shouldn't I have put everything away?" I didn't sleep well when I got home. I thought, "Whatever, if it's like this tomorrow, it means there's a problem." The next day, as usual, I went to my friend's house early again and rushed into the bathroom as soon as I entered. My classmate asked me, "Is your diarrhea still not better?" I said, "Maybe." After I went in, I locked the door, but just like yesterday, it seemed like nothing was moved. But I couldn't resist anymore and took out the things from the washing machine. I smelled the used underwear and stockings for the first time, and started applying glue. I finished very quickly. Afterwards, I felt a little regretful, unsure how to clean it up; my underwear and stockings were covered. I thought about washing them but didn't know where to begin, so I decided to wrap them up and put them in the washing machine. The following week was like any other day; there were still stockings in the bathroom, but I didn't dare do anything too drastic. I spent my time playing games and watching movies with classmates, and slowly started going back to the basement. But these stockings and high heels weren't enough to satisfy me anymore, so I started thinking about putting glue on them so his mother would see. But I had the desire but not the courage.
The important day was approaching. This morning at my classmate's house, I suddenly thought of adding his mom on QQ, not for any other reason than for the thrill. I opened my QQ contact list and saw other QQ accounts. I asked my classmate whose these QQ accounts were. He said one was his mom's, one his dad's, and another classmate's. I quickly and silently wrote them down, saying, "You can play now, I don't want to play." Then I secretly added them on my phone. So stupidly, I used my own account. His mom quickly accepted and asked who I was. I was completely dumbfounded and didn't know how to answer, so I just gave my name. She asked how I added her, and I could only awkwardly say, "I saw your QQ number on the computer and added you. I'm afraid I won't be able to find things, so I can contact your aunt." Looking back, that excuse was really stupid. [To clarify, my classmate's house is one intersection away from mine; his house is on one side of the intersection, and mine is on the other, so it's like two intersections.] From now on, I'll just
call her Teacher Yuan; "his mom" and "aunt" are too impersonal. Teacher Yuan said, "Okay, you can contact her if you need any help in the future." I said, "Thank you, Auntie." After that, we didn't chat anymore. Even though I had his mother's QQ friend, I didn't dare be too forward. I could only fantasize about it, hoping his mother would see it. Back then, we used QQ Space, so I didn't dare upload photos or send them to her privately. The most outrageous thing I did was hit her with glue; I guess I went too far. Basically, whenever she was hanging her underwear and stockings in the bathroom, I would hit her. Finally, his mother couldn't take it anymore. One day, she asked me on QQ to come to her house for dinner. My classmate had told me the day before that he was going to visit his grandmother, with his father taking him. I was curious and asked, "Dong's back?" Teacher Yuan: "No, I'm inviting you over." I was already starting to get scared and quickly said, "Auntie, please, I've already eaten." Teacher Yuan: "Come on over, I have something to tell you." I was afraid she would tell my mother, so I went anyway. When I arrived, his mother wasn't dressed casually. I don't know if it was intentional or what, but she wore black stockings, a short skirt, and a shirt. She might have just gotten off work. As soon as she walked in, she said she hadn't had time to cook and offered to take me out to eat. I didn't dare move. I said, "Auntie, I've already eaten, no need to trouble yourself." "What can I do for you?" Teacher Yuan: "Come sit down, I want to talk to you about Dong."
I sat with my head down, his mother sitting over there, I didn't dare get too close, I was really scared.
Teacher Yuan: "Have you and Dong gone out to play recently?"
Me: "No, we've been staying home the whole time."
Teacher Yuan: "Go out and run around more often, don't stay home all day. You're so young, staying home all the time is making you sick, go out and exercise more.
" Me: "Okay, I'll go out with Dong to play ball and rollerblade sometime." Actually, I already guessed it, but his mother seemed to think I wasn't the one who did it. I breathed a sigh of relief.
Teacher Yuan: "Some things, it's not a big deal for you young people to be curious. But you need to control yourself, don't be too impulsive."
I quickly agreed, "I understand, Auntie." Looking back now, I was so silly. Agreeing gave me away, I should have pretended not to understand what she was saying.
His mother said, "Okay, it's alright, it's nothing." "Come on, let's go eat."
I said, "Auntie, there's nothing else, I'll go back now." "Really, no need, I've already eaten." I quickly opened the door and ran away. After I got home, my classmate's mother asked me on QQ, saying, "Don't be afraid, Auntie actually knows, but I think you're still young, it's just curiosity, Auntie doesn't blame you. You shouldn't focus on this now, go out and exercise more. If you really like it, Auntie can give it to you, no need to sneak around, just come over to play whenever you want." I quickly agreed, "Okay, thank you, Auntie."
Actually, my feelings that night were very complicated. I was very happy that his mother actually said she would give it to me. But I was also afraid that she would tell my mother. The next day, I pretended that nothing had happened and went to my classmate's house again, just like usual, and this continued for a week. But I really didn't dare to do anything big, didn't dare to steal anything, and didn't dare to use glue, just masturbate. After arriving at my classmate's house, I didn't even go into the study, I went straight into the bathroom. Sure enough, there was only a pair of black stockings in the bathroom, I promptly took them. The secret was eventually discovered, but I could keep it hidden for as long as I could, as long as I didn't tell my parents. I was still secretly pleased with myself, and spent the whole day happily at my classmate's house. I decided not to go the next day and to enjoy myself at home. When I left, I told my classmate I wouldn't be coming tomorrow and would rest at home. Little did he know I was enjoying his mother's stockings. The next morning, my parents went to work early. I took out yesterday's prize, imagined Ms. Yuan's feet, high heels, and vigorously masturbated twice, but the black stockings were ruined, so I just threw them away. At that moment, I don't know why, I opened Ms. Yuan's QQ and asked if she was busy. She didn't reply, probably in class. About ten minutes later, she said she had just finished class and asked what was wrong. I said, "Thank you for the prize, Auntie, I really like it."
Ms. Yuan: "It's good that you like it. You're still young, don't ruin your life because of this. If you like it, Auntie can give you more."
I said: "Then, Auntie, could you give me some unwashed ones next time?
" Teacher: "No, these are too dirty."
I said: "It's okay, Auntie, I like them, please."
Teacher Yuan: No, it's too dirty, not clean. If you want it like this, I won't give it to you.
I said: Okay then.
Teacher Yuan: Do you like Auntie, or do you like Auntie's things?
I said: Of course I like Auntie.
Teacher Yuan: Hehe, Auntie is getting old. I wouldn't have done this if I wasn't afraid you would do something wrong. Auntie promises you, before school starts, you can touch Auntie's leg. My heart was pounding, and I quickly agreed, saying, "Okay, thank you, Auntie. Don't worry, I won't do anything bad."
Teacher Yuan: You have to keep it a secret for Auntie.
I said: Don't worry, Auntie
is like this, I've been looking forward to that day. Another half month passed, and there was less than a month left before school started. Every day I went to my classmates' houses and received two rewards, one black and one flesh-colored. Of course, I didn't forget to go to the basement to admire the teacher's high heels. I opened and looked at almost every pair. During this time, I also chatted with Teacher Yuan, and she told me about things between men and women. Things like being careful and being responsible to girls. At that time, I just nodded and said, "Okay, I know," and brushed it off.
One evening, while we were chatting, Teacher Yuan asked, "Do you remember what I promised you?"
I said, "Of course I remember, I looked forward to it every day."
Teacher Yuan said, "You still remember? I thought you'd forgotten
what I was thinking, but you brought it up again." But I said, "I think about it every day."
Teacher Yuan said, "Then come over in a few days, Dong and his dad are on a business trip and vacation."
I quickly agreed, "Okay, okay, but I didn't hear that Dong was going out."
Teacher Yuan said, "Hmm, his dad and I discussed it yesterday. We can't let the child stay at home all holiday. He'll ruin his eyes and gain weight."
I thought, "Even God is helping me, this is great! I'll seize this opportunity and try to get Teacher Yuan's high heels too."
I said, "Okay, Auntie, I'll wait for you. I won't come these few days
." Teacher Yuan said, "It's okay, you still come over. I can persuade Dong to go out and have fun."
I said, "Don't worry, Auntie. I promise to complete the mission."
As expected, Dong initially refused. He said going out with his dad was boring, but then he suggested that we go together or he could come with me. I said, "Okay, okay." I could only lie and say that I would go out in a few days too. He said he would think about it, and I didn't say much. A week later, Dong said, "I'm going on a trip tomorrow. My dad promised to buy me a new phone." I said, "That's great! I'm going on a trip in a few days too." He said, "Okay, school is starting soon anyway, let's go out and have some fun." I said, "Okay." That night, we went out for a meal.
The next morning, I opened Teacher Yuan's QQ and asked, "Are you busy, Auntie?"
Teacher Yuan said, "What's up?"
I said, "Dong and Uncle went on a trip today, right?"
Teacher Yuan said, "So eager? Come over around six or seven o'clock tomorrow night."
I said, "Okay, Auntie will be there at six o'clock sharp
." Teacher Yuan said, "Okay, I'll cook for you." That night, I couldn't sleep, which was quite pathetic. The next day, I slept until after 11 a.m., ate breakfast, and spent the afternoon daydreaming about whether Teacher Yuan would throw himself at me and do something naughty, or maybe even send me my worn stockings by plane. The more I thought about it, the more excited and nervous I became. Around 4 p.m., I took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and went out.
Before leaving, I sent Teacher Yuan a QQ message saying I was leaving. When I arrived at Teacher Yuan's house, she had just arrived as well, still dressed in a white shirt, pencil skirt, black stockings, and slippers.
Teacher Yuan said, "You're here so early. I just got home too. I bought some groceries. Have a seat, I'll take a shower and cook you something delicious.
" "Auntie, you don't need to go to so much trouble, just eat whatever you like."
Teacher Yuan said, "How can that be? Wait here, I'll take a shower soon."
I said, "Okay." I watched her take a black nightgown and go into the bathroom. I was a little restless, excited, and even happier. I secretly walked to the door, picked up her high heels, and played with them in my hand, wanting to apply glue, but I was afraid of being caught red
-handed, so I didn't. After a while, Teacher Yuan came out. She had put on light makeup and was wearing black stockings and a black nightgown. It was more like a suspender dress. I could clearly see that she wasn't wearing a bra. My nose was about to bleed.
Teacher Yuan said, "Does it look good?" I nodded
and then said, "Is it really that bad? Can't you even speak properly?"
I said, "Auntie, you're so beautiful and sexy, like an older sister.
" Teacher Yuan replied, "I'm too old for that." Hearing such praise makes me blush. "Please sit down,"
I said, "I'll go cook. I bought chicken wings and ribs." I said, "No need for that, Auntie. Actually, I wanted to go to the bathroom to see if there were any clothes you'd taken off, because I didn't see any dirty clothes. "
Teacher Yuan said, "Wait here. You can watch TV for a while, or go back to your study to play on the computer .
I'll call you later." I said, "Okay, I'm not playing anymore. Let me help you, Auntie. I
need to use the restroom first." Teacher Yuan said, "Don't get any ideas. The clothes are all in the washing machine." I blushed instantly, feeling like I was naked in front of the teacher and she could see right through me. I said, "I just wanted to use the restroom and wash my hands. I'll help you.
" Teacher Yuan said, "You stay here. You'll have time to play later, don't rush."
I said, "Okay." Teacher Yuan chatted while cooking, asking about my parents' work and then about my family. I answered her questions, my eyes never leaving her legs and feet. The meal was finally ready. I forgot exactly what was on the menu, but I remember it was very plentiful and delicious. Teacher Yuan asked if I wanted to drink alcohol. I said no, Teacher Yuan took two bottles of beverages. We ate and chatted, and soon the topic turned to men and women. He asked if I had a girlfriend before. I said high school was so strict, how could I dare to date
? If I did, it was just holding hands. Teacher Yuan said: So you did have one? How far did it go ?
I said: We broke up before graduation. No young girl is as pretty as Auntie. Anyway, I showered him with compliments
. Teacher Yuan said: Do you really like Auntie? I put down my chopsticks and said: Of course I'm serious.
Teacher Yuan said: What do you like about Auntie?
I said: Auntie is different from other people. I feel very close to you, like an older sister. And you're very beautiful.
Teacher Yuan said: I was just kidding. Look how serious you are
. I said: Auntie, I'm really serious.
Teacher Yuan smiled and didn't say anything. After we finished eating, I tidied up and offered to wash the dishes. Teacher Yuan said, "No need to put them away, that's fine. I'll clean them up."
I said, "I can do this job."
Teacher Yuan said, "Then I'll go back to my room to change my clothes. You can come in later." I quickly washed the dishes, feeling like I hadn't even washed them properly. I wiped my hands and went to Teacher Yuan's bedroom door. I knocked on the door.
Teacher Yuan said, "Come in." After I went in, Teacher Yuan didn't change her clothes but opened the wardrobe and the cabinet where the stockings were kept. She said, "Pick something. Do you want to see what Auntie is wearing?"
I said, "Really?" My voice was trembling.
Teacher Yuan said, "Of course. I told you, it's a reward for you." I picked out a very short skirt, a cardigan, and a pair of black stockings.
Ms. Yuan said, "You have good taste. Go outside and wait."
I said, "Auntie, can I wait here?"
Ms. Yuan said, "Whatever you want." Then she changed her clothes in front of me. I was very impressed. Ms. Yuan was wearing black underwear, which was very sexy. The underwear was lace, but not the kind that showed too much. Watching Ms. Yuan take off her clothes one by one, my face turned completely red, and I was even a little embarrassed to look. Then she put on the clothes I had picked out for her and asked, "Does it look good? Why is your face so red?"
I said, "It looks good, it looks so good, Auntie, I can't help it."
Ms. Yuan said, "Wait, I'm not wearing my high heels." Then she went to the shoe cabinet by the door and took out a pair of high heels that I had never seen before. They were dark green and brand new.
Ms. Yuan said, "These are brand new ones. This is the first time I've worn them. I know you secretly went to the basement to see my high heels. You thought Auntie didn't know anything. This time I really have nothing to say. It's too embarrassing. It turns out that Ms. Yuan knew everything."
I said, "Auntie, you knew everything all along?"
Teacher Yuan said, "I discovered it little by little. First, stockings went missing from the house, then underwear, so I deliberately put more in. I even marked the shoes in the basement. Later, when I talked to you, I saw how nervous you were and knew it was you."
I said, "Auntie, I'm so sorry, I really couldn't help it
." Teacher Yuan said, "Come on, if you can't help it, then don't." Then she pulled me to sit on the sofa. As soon as I sat down, I started reaching out to touch Teacher Yuan's legs, touching them up and down. Teacher Yuan said,
"You can touch down, but don't touch up." I nodded quickly, touching all the way to her high heels
and gently asking, "Can I take them off?" Teacher Yuan said, "Of course, whatever you want." Teacher Yuan looked at me with a look of enjoyment. I touched her small feet; the other one was still wearing a high heel. I kissed it immediately. Teacher Yuan didn't say anything, closing her eyes. I put the stockinged foot in my mouth. Teacher Yuan actually let out a soft moan.
I said, "Auntie, let me give you a good massage. You work so hard teaching all day." So, one of the teacher's stockinged feet was covered in saliva. I took off the other one and started repeating...
Teacher Yuan said, "You've been holding it in, haven't you? If you want it, just take it out. Auntie will help you get it out." I knew what Teacher Yuan meant, and regardless of whether I was shy or not, I took off my shorts and underwear together. After seeing this, Teacher Yuan said, "Good pink," and then put her feet on me and started giving me a footjob. She only did it four or five times before she ejaculated, spraying all over her feet and my body. I lay on the sofa without moving.
Teacher Yuan said, "Are you satisfied now? I'm going to wash up.
" I said, "Auntie, don't move. I want to stay here for a while and admire it."
Teacher Yuan said, "Sigh, still a virgin, right?"
I said, "Yeah, so embarrassing, so fast.
" Teacher Yuan said, "It's normal, it's okay." I said, "Can I still do this in the future?"
Teacher Yuan said, "You can do it anytime you want." I nodded shyly. Teacher Yuan used her new stockings to roam over my legs and my penis. I got hard quickly.
Teacher Yuan said, "Go inside and get some. Pick out your favorite pair." Of course, I picked out a pair of black ones and ran to the sofa to start exercising. Teacher Yuan watched intently as she put one foot in my mouth and the other roamed over my thigh. I felt myself coming again very quickly.
I asked, "Auntie, can I ejaculate in your shoe?"
Teacher Yuan said, "Right down there, in your new shoe."
I picked up the shoe and ejaculated inside, saying, "I'm sorry, Auntie, I got your shoe dirty."
Teacher Yuan said, "It's okay, it's just for you." I was very happy and lay on the sofa, feeling extremely satisfied. Teacher Yuan hugged me, and we snuggled together like that until almost eleven o'clock. My dad called me, and I realized how late it was. I quickly got up and packed.
Before leaving, I asked Teacher Yuan, "Can I come again tomorrow?"
Teacher Yuan said, "You can come as long as Dong and your uncle are back." I went home satisfied, took a shower, and went straight to sleep. The next morning, I made an appointment with Teacher Yuan and went to my classmate's house again that evening. Teacher Yuan was still wearing black stockings and a nightgown. After entering, she said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Young man, you're really young and strong."
I said, "It's because Auntie is so beautiful, I need to take care of her more
." Teacher Yuan, of course, understood what I meant and said, "Auntie doesn't need you to take care of her, just take good care of your little brother." After what happened yesterday, I wasn't so shy anymore. Maybe it's because Teacher Yuan usually interacts with children a lot, but she seemed particularly close, not as strict as my high school teachers.
She said, "Let's have noodles today."
I said, "Anything is fine, just hurry up."
Teacher Yuan said, "Look how impatient you are, you turn around and go into the kitchen." However, I didn't go to the living room and followed her into the kitchen. While she was cooking, I hugged her from behind and ran my hands back and forth across her legs. Every time my hand reached her buttocks, she would slap my hand away, not letting me touch her, but I still touched her several times. Then I touched her breasts. Actually, I still prefer legs. When I touched her breasts, she didn't resist, saying, "Stop it, the food will be ready soon, let's eat first." I reluctantly removed my hands to pick up my bowl, and Teacher Yuan and I ate first. After dinner, as usual, I was supposed to wash the dishes, but Teacher Yuan wouldn't let me. She said, "I'll do it today, you go to the bedroom." I understood, and happily agreed, heading straight to Teacher Yuan's room.
Today, I picked out a dress and a pair of black suspender stockings, then placed them on the bed, waiting for Teacher Yuan to come over. With nothing else to do, I opened her bedside table and saw small items like pens and earrings. Then I saw a business card-sized instruction manual with a picture of a vibrator printed on it. I knew she must be lonely because her husband wasn't home, but I was also scared and didn't dare to do anything too outrageous. I thought I was already very grateful that Teacher Yuan was willing to let me do this, so I pretended not to see it and put it back. After a while, Teacher Yuan came over, saw the clothes I had picked out, and changed into them without even asking me to leave. After seeing that Ms. Yuan was almost finished changing, I suddenly stood up and hugged her,
saying, "Auntie, how about I stay in your bedroom today?"
Ms. Yuan smiled shyly and said, "Okay."
I kissed her and pushed her onto the bed.
She continued, "But we can't do anything inappropriate."
I didn't say anything and started pounding into her legs and feet until I was incredibly hard. I took off my underwear. This time, Ms. Yuan directly used her feet to stimulate me, then took out a bottle of lubricant from the second shelf of the bedside table and poured it on my penis. The feeling was heavenly, and I came even faster than yesterday.
I said, "Auntie, is this lubricant? It feels so good!"
Ms. Yuan said, "I bought some before and didn't finish it."
I then asked, "You bought some before? What were you going to use it for?"
Ms. Yuan hesitated... I stammered, "I forgot, I've been leaving it unused. I think it was used with your vibrator, right? Since this is on the second layer, the vibrator must be on the second layer too."
I said, "Auntie, can I use this later? Barefoot, I want to get closer to you."
Then, Teacher Yuan took off her stockings and casually threw them on the side of the bed, saying, "Okay." Teacher Yuan and I lay on her and her husband's bed, snuggling together. I touched her stomach and breasts, and she didn't say anything, teasing me with her feet. Soon, I got hard again. This time, Teacher Yuan directly fell onto her feet and started stroking me. I almost ejaculated several times, but I had to stop.
Teacher Yuan was good; she knew I was coming, so she increased the range of motion. It felt really good. I was a little reluctant to ejaculate, so I let Teacher Yuan take her time. After the second time, I really couldn't move. I lay on the bed, and Teacher Yuan got up, took some wet wipes and toilet paper, and helped me clean up. We chatted like that for half an hour. I said, "Auntie, I'll come again at the same time tomorrow, and then I'll go home."
I've been writing for a long time and there's still some left to finish. I'm tired. I'll write more about my real experiences when I have time. If you don't believe me, just read it like a pornographic novel. Peeping and playing with high heels and stockings are the same, it's very enjoyable. Secretly ejaculating on shoes and stockings and spreading the semen evenly is very satisfying, especially in the hallway, at a classmate's house, or a relative's house. It's really great.

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