Men can be philanderers, and women should be philanderers too.

My name is Lin, an 18-year-old girl. Born in a bustling city, I felt a little empty and longed for some crazy games. When I was 15, I first experienced a strange pleasure from the natural friction of my underwear, and that's when I began to realize how interesting it was. Now

I'm 18, a graceful young woman with a petite and delicate figure of 163 cm. Countless boys pursue me, but I don't like their love. I prefer a game without burdens.

I have a strange fetish: I love stockings, especially opaque ones with a soft, muted color. I love wearing them and stroking my bare genitals through the stockings. The thin layer of stockings intensifies my self-love. I often stroke my genitals incessantly, watching my lower body go from dry to wet. I stand up, looking at my overflowing genitals, at the liquid between my legs, letting the pungent smell assault my senses, until the white fluid seeps through the soft stockings with my soft moans.

It was a spring midnight, already quite warm. I was wearing a soft tank top, denim shorts almost like underwear, and long, soft, skin-colored stockings that reached my thighs.

I met him on the street. I recognized him—a senior, not particularly handsome, but an honest man. I suddenly had the urge to engage in that kind of pleasurable game. I used to do it alone, but today I suddenly wanted to enjoy it with my senior.

I led him to a luxurious private room in the hotel (my own little world, a room with a strong cartoon theme). He clearly didn't understand, so I deliberately pulled my stockings down to my calves and then to my thighs. As I looked down, I secretly watched him and vaguely saw a bulge in his genitals. I laughed.

I pointed to his genitals and asked, "Senior, why is it sticking out here?" "

No, no, it's just a physiological phenomenon." He blushed

. "Oh dear, isn't this uncomfortable?"

He just lowered his head.

I casually unzipped his pants, and they fell to the floor with a thud. I don't know why I was so bold. He was wearing white underwear, and there was a high bulge there. I couldn't resist pulling his underwear down. It was a rather impressively long penis.

"Hehe, feeling good now? Getting some air is good for your health, isn't it?" I touched the penis; it was really strong.

"Oh dear, senior, what?" "It's so big!" I asked with a laugh.

"Maybe you need to pee." He actually gave that reason.

"Oh, you can't hold it in, go pee!" I chuckled and pushed him forcefully towards the bathroom.

When he came out, I was sitting on the bed, with some devices between my spread legs.

"Choose one?" I said to him.

"What are you doing?" "

You know perfectly well, of course you're going to put it there." I looked a little angry.

He wasn't as silly as before, and said mischievously, "Ah, the red one, the biggest one.

" "Choose another one." "

Why?

" "Don't you know girls have two holes?" My face turned red.

So he chose a blue phallus. This time he laughed, and I laughed too.

I quickly and skillfully took off my clothes, leaving only my underwear, and then lay on the bed like a puppy.

"These are my new bras, aren't they pretty?" "

Hmm, they're still a little damp." He said, reaching for my panties and pressing his fingers against my genitals. "

Wait a minute, according to procedure, I should take off my bra first." I said, head down. "

Oh, there's a procedure, huh?"

So he unhooked my bra, and two bright red peaches sprang out, jiggling in the air. He stroked them with great care. A wave of pleasure surged through my breasts, like an electric shock. My

breasts weren't very large, but they were firm, with small, alluring cherry blossom-colored nipples. When the nipples hardened and protruded, the curves of my breasts were beautiful and quite attractive. I felt proud, letting out soft breaths under his touch.

"Don't stop, take off your panties." I became a little impatient under the temptation.

"Okay, okay, I'll take them off." "As he spoke, my panties were pulled down, and my tender, untouched private parts were exposed before him. An indescribable excitement surged within me.

He began to place his hands between my legs, his fingers gently tracing the smooth, hairless cleft of my flesh. I let out soft moans, and a wave of sexual pleasure washed over me.

His movements became increasingly skilled; his hands caressed my thighs, encased in stockings, slowly moving towards the inside. I spread my legs wide, and when his hands met, he joined his two index fingers together and thrust them into my vulva.

'Mmm...ah...ah...' I cried out, startled by the sudden intrusion.

He used his nimble tongue to suck and lick my areolas and nipples. My nipples were very sensitive, and they immediately hardened at the stimulation. I breathed softly, closing my eyes to savor the stimulation emanating from my chest."

I felt my genitals getting wet, the air thick with a sensual scent. I felt his fingers slowly moving in and out.

"Faster, faster!" I pleaded.

His fingers quickened their pace, becoming active inside my vagina. I stretched my body as much as possible, enjoying the sexual pleasure.

Soon, my juices were overflowing. I felt my stockings soaked with my fluids, and the sheets beneath me were wet too.

Then I felt a similar excitement in my genitals. His fingers touched my urethra

. "Oh... I want it!" Before I could finish speaking, a stream of golden liquid gushed from my genitals. He immediately withdrew his fingers, and the golden liquid began to shoot out, shooting high before falling back down, splashing onto the sheets with a soft splattering sound.

I immediately felt relaxed, and he continued to touch my breasts. He smeared my love juice, which was all over his hands, onto my breasts.

I felt good from what he did, and a feeling of being violated yet pleasure aroused me, making me moan involuntarily. Seeing how engrossed I was, he licked my genitals with his tongue.Suddenly, I sprang out of bed, stood naked in front of him, and said, "You want to lick my whole body, so for hygiene reasons, I need to take a shower first." Then I ran to the bathroom, turning off the bedroom light as I did so. "Why did you turn off the light?" he asked, puzzled.

I smiled mysteriously: "You'll find out soon enough. Oh, and don't forget to change the sheets; the new ones are in the closet."

I turned on the shower and reveled in the blissful sensation of the water slowly engulfing my beautiful body. I stood in the shower, one hand playing with my nipples, the other eagerly reaching down to my crotch. I spread my arms wide to facilitate masturbation.

I slowly moved my hand towards my genitals, teasingly rubbing my clitoris. With my own stimulation, I quickly became aroused; my nipples were already very erect. I decided to use the hand that had been rubbing my breasts to tease my genitals as well. I inserted my middle finger into my vagina, rubbing it vigorously inside and out. As the vaginal fluid increased, I inserted my index finger as well. With the swelling and friction inside my vagina, my clitoris and urethra were also being rubbed vigorously up and down.

I was excited because I knew a man was watching himself masturbate. The bedroom window, kept dark, allowed him to vaguely see me in the bathroom. I knew he couldn't hold back; he would burst in.

My breathing deepened, and I whispered, "Hurry... Ah... Almost there... So good... Good... Ah... Ah... I want... Ah... I'm coming..." My cries grew louder, and just as I was about to climax, the bathroom door suddenly slammed open. It was him; he had finally given in.

"Oh! What are you doing? Don't you know that's very impolite?" I said, feigning anger.

He rushed in, clothes still on, and grabbed me, squeezing my firm breasts with both hands.

Seeing such a beautiful figure, he couldn't help but feel aroused. He couldn't resist pinching my nipples and then began to rub the base of my breasts. Seeing that I didn't object or react, he boldly placed both hands on my breasts and gently stroked them in circles, occasionally pinching and flicking my nipples with his fingers.

At that moment, I felt very comfortable as my breasts were being gently kneaded like this, and I couldn't help but let out a "humming" sound. But I still playfully pushed him away: "If you can't resist, I'll serve you first."

I squatted down and took his penis into my mouth, then began to suck and sip it. He actually had a very good physique; I estimated he was 175 centimeters tall, with very firm and well-proportioned muscles all over his body. I slowly sucked and sipped, and then I reached out and played with his testicles. I felt that his penis was very large, making my mouth a little sore, but I continued.

"Does it feel good?" I asked.

"Yes, it does." He looked quite ecstatic, and he started thrusting his thing in and out of my mouth, now becoming more proactive.

"Oh, ah, it feels good." I began to moan indistinctly, and he explored my mouth as if he were raping my genitals.

After thrusting in and out dozens of times, he began to lose control:"I'm going to cum." "

Cum inside, give it to me!" I pleaded.

Finally, he pushed his penis in forcefully, the shaft completely disappearing into my mouth. I felt his glans pressing against my throat, a powerful surge of energy traveling from the base of his penis to the glans.

A stream of liquid shot directly into my mouth, and I felt the semen begin to enter my body, wriggling in my small intestine. But his semen seemed inexhaustible, continuing to ejaculate. Then, fearing my mouth could no longer hold so much liquid, a force compelled me to open my mouth, and the semen sprayed onto my face.

I licked the semen from my lips, still wanting more, and smeared the semen that had fallen onto my chest with my hands.

I smiled and said, "It seems it's your turn to serve me."

The sheets were new, and I lay naked on them, a pair of new, soft, skin-colored stockings encircling my legs. I felt the wetness of my private parts, not only from my own love juices but also from his saliva.

He buried his head between my legs, his hands stroking them incessantly.

"Ah, senior, it feels so good!" I moaned softly, making him lick even more vigorously, his voice trembling with impatience.

He parted my labia with his hands, carefully licking my clitoris, and I felt fluid gushing out.

"Lick, there, there, oh!" I cried out.

"Oh, lick there." He turned my clitoris open, licking it forcefully, his saliva mixing with my vaginal fluid to stimulate it. Soon, I felt the shriveled nipple begin to plump up.

"Oh, so red and horny, so cute!" He couldn't help but tease my clitoris with his hand.

"Ah, don't dig anymore, I can't take it anymore!" I pleaded horribly.

"Tie me up, I want..." I began to beg him.

He took out a belt and tied my hands to the headboard. I was experiencing waves of pleasure, my mind was a blur, I had no shame, I could only moan and groan, my juices flowing freely, soaking the bed. "

Ahhh, so good, I'm going to die, so good, don't stop, so good!"

He continued licking, and I finally couldn't hold back: "Quick, quick, put it in me, put it in."

At this moment, his penis was also very erect, and then I felt something thick being inserted into my vagina. He started thrusting.

But after a couple of thrusts, I forcefully pulled it out.

"No, no, I want this." I pointed to the vibrator: "Put it in."

He hurriedly inserted the blue vibrator into my anus, and a pain shot through me.

"Ahhh, it's going to split open." My vaginal opening was already covered with a lot of juices.

He then inserted the red vibrator into my private parts, and I felt that pleasure wash over me, my vagina contracted and a gush of love juice spurted out.

He was a little anxious: "What should I do?"

I didn't speak, but pointed to my mouth. So he straddled me, bound my soft breasts with his hands, sandwiched his penis between them, and inserted it into my mouth. I started sucking, sucking hard.

He thrust into me with all his might, not giving me any chance to rest. I think he probably had never done anything with such a slutty young girl like me before.

"Ah, no, Uncle, ahhh!"

He ignored my slutty, delicate cries and continued his piston-like movements.

"Ahhh, strong, no, don't stop, it's making me... ahhhh, I'm going to lose it!"

My honey pot kept gushing out love juice under the stimulation of the vibrator. When he ejaculated six times on my face, I reached orgasm.

A milky white liquid gushed from my private parts, slowly flowing onto the sheets. My body stiffened instantly, and I stopped moving. I could only feel the two vibrators still moving. He had already fallen asleep. I didn't have the strength to pull the vibrators out, so I let them wriggle around. I gradually became drowsy and then fell asleep.

Sunlight streamed into the room. He was gone. I slowly opened my eyes. The two vibrators in my private parts and anus were still moving. The sheets beneath me seemed to have been washed by a flood. My stockings were still faintly stained with my own love fluid. I was powerless, so I closed my eyes again. I don't know how many orgasms I experienced last night with the help of the vibrators, but I know I will continue to reach countless orgasms.

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