The black-stockinged online friend who bought me Red Bull (01-02)

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Chapter 1 I remember that year after graduating from university, I returned to my hometown with nothing to do. I spent my days hanging out with friends, often in internet cafes, staying up all night to watch porn and chat on QQ (back then, there was no WeChat for online communication). My friend suggested that we share pictures of beautiful women on our QQ accounts, and then I added quite a few people, mostly from the local area, and some from surrounding counties. Among them was this black-stockinged netizen who bought me Red Bull! (I still don't know her name).
I added a lot of people, but we didn't chat much, and I didn't take it seriously afterward. A long time passed, and it was almost Chinese New Year. One night, I was online at home until about 2 a.m., and as I was getting ready for bed, I checked my QQ online friends. I saw her profile; she lived in a nearby county (about an hour's drive away). I messaged
her, "Still up so late?" as a polite greeting. To my surprise, she replied immediately, "Who are you?" I habitually replied, "An online friend I don't know." We then started chatting more formally. I learned she was a 32-year-old elementary school math teacher, had a boyfriend, and was unmarried. Importantly, she often visited my area, where some of her classmates lived. I also mentioned that I frequently went to her county for business (though I had only been there twice). We chatted for quite a while. Later, I suggested a video chat, and she immediately agreed. However, when we turned it on, nothing was visible. I blocked the camera and asked her to come out, but she refused. Eventually, I compromised and came out first (I'm fairly good-looking). Then she came out too, but she kept showing her chest (even though she was wearing a sweater, you could still tell she had a very large chest; I immediately got an erection). She wouldn't show her face (I thought the teacher was a bit conservative). After chatting for a while, I said, "Are you just going to show me your chest? It's obviously seduction; I'm starting to feel something." As soon as I sent the message, she immediately turned off the video, thinking I was being ignored. I regretted it and wondered what to say, whether I'd been too hasty. Then she replied, "You little pervert, then don't look anymore." I knew this was definitely going to work! He instantly perked up: "I have to be horny, otherwise I won't be able to satisfy my wife later." After a long pause: "You little pervert, don't you have a girlfriend?" "Yes, I haven't had sex in a long time because I've been away from home." "Oh." "What about you?" "I've been away for a little over a month." "What position do you like?" He immediately asked. "Anything is fine." "I prefer standing from behind, then walking around while you're inside me, from the bedside to the mirror, then to the bathroom, then to the kitchen." After a while, she replied: "I'm going to sleep." (How can I do this? I just got aroused.) "Let's sleep together." "I'll touch your breasts and put my dick inside you." Then I sent her a video call, but she refused, saying, "Answer the video, my dick is hard." She answered, and I showed her my dick, holding it in my hand, and then didn't say anything. I didn't send any messages either. After a few minutes, she replied, "I want it," and "I can come to you." We chatted for a while, but she wouldn't let me see her, not even her breasts. We went from flirting to having sex to changing positions. She said her boyfriend was also a teacher and wasn't into that kind of thing, and didn't know how to flirt... Several times during this time, she asked me if it was uncomfortable because my dick was so big. I almost wanted to masturbate and ejaculate, but I didn't. Finally, the video call ended, and I said I would come to her in the morning, but she said we'd talk about it in a few days. I then watched porn, masturbated, and went to sleep. After that, I waited for her to come online every day, but she never did. Then, around 1 a.m. on the 9th day of the Lunar New Year, I was watching a card game at a friend's house when she suddenly messaged me on QQ. I recognized her profile picture immediately: "Are you there?" "Yes." "What are you doing?" "Watching porn." (I said this intentionally.) "What kind of porn?" (I thought she was faking it.) "Eagle Catches Chickens." "What's that? An animated film?" Then I said, "No, it's sex." After a while, she said, "I want to watch it too, is that okay?" I immediately replied, "Sure, just a minute." I quickly said goodbye to my friend, took a taxi home, and went straight to my room. Back in my room, I quickly turned on my computer, downloaded some porn, and sent the audio and video (those who use QQ video should understand, so I won't elaborate). She accepted, saw the video, and immediately turned it off. I prefer the black stockings series, so I deliberately chose one with more flirting. She replied: "What are you doing? Are there other women?" "(She thought I was video chatting with her) I sent her a video: 'You accept.' After she accepted, we chatted while watching. 'Why isn't this you? Who is this?' 'This is a movie. Didn't you want to watch a movie? What, do you want to watch a video of me having sex?' She didn't reply, just watched silently. I could only see her hand in the video (she only used one finger to type). 'It feels so good.' 'I like it like this, coming from behind in the bathroom, you're wearing stockings.' 'Why are you wearing stockings?' 'I like it.' We chatted like this. After it finished, we changed to another video, all of them were of women in black stockings. 'Are you wet? My dick is hard!' She didn't reply. Finally, she said she would go to school the next day. I found out that she was staying at a relative's house, didn't have a house in the county, and lived in the school dormitory for work." "I'm going to a classmate reunion tomorrow, can I see you?" (I lied to her like this) "Sure." "I'll get a hotel room first, then I'll tell you the room number." "Why go to a hotel? Come to my dorm at school." "Let's go to a hotel." (I was worried it wouldn't be convenient at school) "No, don't go to a hotel, come to school." I thought this was the only way for now, I couldn't rush things... So I waited for dawn, didn't sleep all night (the first time I felt the thrill of having an affair). At dawn, I took the earliest bus to XX County. After arriving, I went to a hotel and got a room (I felt there was no chance of going to school). Then I turned on my computer and went on QQ, "I've arrived, in room XX at XX Hotel, are you coming?" She replied on QQ on her phone, "You're really coming?" "Why would I lie to you? You can see the video if you don't believe me." "Are you alone?" "No." "There are two of you, and you're here too." "I'm not going." "You little pervert, it's definitely not just you." "Why would I lie to you? Come on over, I'll definitely give you an orgasm." "Come to the school." "Isn't the school inconvenient?" "It's just me." Seeing this, my dick instantly got hard. I asked which room she wanted, went downstairs, took a taxi, and arrived at the dormitory she mentioned. The curtains were all closed. I knocked on the door, and the voice inside was very feminine. "Wait a minute." My heart was pounding. About five minutes later, the door opened. She had short hair, wore glasses, and had a typical teacher's style. She was wearing the long black sweater from the video that reached her thighs, with black pantyhose underneath. "Why are you here so fast?" "No... I had nothing to do. So I came." Her voice was trembling a little. It was my first time meeting someone I met online. Chapter Two. "I thought you wouldn't be here for a while." I didn't speak, but looked around the room. It was very simple, with two beds on either side, an electric heater on the floor, and a writing desk in the middle covered with books. To the left of the door was a wardrobe, next to which was a washstand. A rope from the washstand led to the wardrobe, where underwear and bras hung—red lace underwear, very alluring. She stood awkwardly in the doorway, lifting the curtain to look outside: "Was the old man at the door when you came in?" "There was someone inside, but he didn't come out." He hadn't stopped me when I came in, so he probably hadn't seen me. "You sit on the chair, I'm going downstairs to buy something." Then she put on a coat, changed her shoes, and left. I went over and looked out the window; she had indeed gone to the door to buy something. Then I picked up her underwear; it was still slightly damp (the room was really cold). I guessed it hadn't dried completely after washing it yesterday. I smelled it; it smelled really good, and my penis instantly got hard. I was excited about what would happen next. Suddenly, I saw a lot of toilet paper in the trash can behind the door. My instinctive reaction was to look at it; I knew she must have picked it out with her hands yesterday. Haha, I looked around for a while. Hearing footsteps, she came upstairs. I immediately sat back down in my chair, grabbed a book and pretended to read it. She knocked on the door, I opened it, and then returned to my chair without saying anything (not knowing what to say). "There's no hot water, so I bought you a drink." "Thank you." Being a gentleman, I took it and saw it was Red Bull. "You even bought a Red Bull?" Then she sat on the bed, her hand in front of the electric heater, holding the bottled water and staring straight at me. I felt embarrassed. "Don't look at me like that, I can't stand it." "Stop pretending, you pervert!" "Haha." "Whose bed is this?" "My colleague's. She lives at home and occasionally rests here." "This room is too cold." I said, standing up and sitting on the bed close to her. I took my hand out and placed it in front of the electric heater. She didn't object, just instinctively shifted her position. Then I moved closer to her face, near her ear. "Aren't you going to warm me up?" She pushed me away slightly with her arm. "Go away." Then I held a Red Bull in my right hand and hugged her with my left, placing it on her waist. She still pretended to push me away. "Why aren't you drinking? Don't you like it?"
"I drank Red Bull, I was afraid I couldn't handle it." "Can't handle what?" As I spoke, I casually touched her hips and thighs, her figure was rather thin, not much flesh on her hips, slowly moving down to her thighs. I breathed into her ear, "You bought Red Bull, what can't you handle?" "I clearly felt her body tremble." "I don't know." She stood up, put the water on the table, then went to the wardrobe, took off her coat, changed into thick slippers, went to the table, took out a hand warmer (most women have one), sat on the bed, and leaned against the wall. "Do you watch movies every day?" "What movies?" I pretended not to know, opened the Red Bull and drank it. "The ones you put in yesterday," she said seriously. I moved and sat next to her, put my hand on her thigh, and brought it close to her lips. She immediately turned away, my mouth to her forehead. "What did I put in yesterday?" "Do you often do this with other women?" She changed the subject. "What?" I said, touching her thighs... My legs slowly moved inwards, under her sweater, to her inner thighs. I felt her clench slightly, then relax. She put her hand on my arm and pushed gently, but without force. "How do you have my QQ?" she asked. Her eyes closed briefly, then opened again. "QQ search, what's wrong?" Through her pantyhose, I touched her pubic area, feeling its warmth. I placed a finger on her clitoris (even though it was wet, it wasn't as wet as others had described, even through the pantyhose). She still didn't resist, her body trembling. Suddenly, her voice choked with emotion. "You cough, you definitely didn't come to the party." I downed the rest of my Red Bull in one gulp, pressed my lips to her ear, and gently bit it. "I came to party with your little sister." "Oh..." she groaned, her eyes closed. I tossed the Red Bull aside and placed my hand on her breasts. They were much bigger than I had imagined, at least a C cup. I could feel half of one breast through her sweater. Her bra couldn't even contain it. She pushed me away, not letting me touch her breasts, while simultaneously squeezing her thighs together tightly. "Don't do this," I knew she couldn't take it anymore, so I used my hand through her pantyhose to forcefully dig at her labia, my lips still pressed against the side of her neck. "What am I doing? Is it only when it's inside me?" "Oh, oh," she breathed heavily, her eyes closed and not speaking. My hand, through the pantyhose, slowly moved up inside her sweater skirt, to her lower abdomen. Because she was lying against the wall, her lower abdomen was flat, so I opened my palm and gently touched it. Then, just as I placed my hand on her breast, she immediately pushed me away and stood up (her real resistance was still very strong; honestly, it's very difficult to rape a woman). "Big White..." "Oh my god, aren't you afraid someone will come?" I was still a little surprised to hear this, and immediately hugged her from behind, my head just behind her buttocks. Before she could react, I pressed my face against hers, my nose against her buttocks. Even through her pantyhose, it still had an effect. "My little brother has been here for a while." She tugged at me. "Can you stop moving?" I thought to myself, she's acting like she knows everything, but then I thought it was only right. She's a teacher; it wouldn't be fun if she started before even trying to seduce me. At this crucial moment, because the room was quite cool and I had drunk Red Bull, I needed to go to the bathroom, so I put my hands down. "What's wrong? Don't you like being from behind?"
"Stop being disgusting," she said, walking to the door and pulling back the curtains to look outside. "Don't look, I checked before I came, no one's here." I walked behind her and hugged her, my already hard penis pressing against her buttocks. She pushed her head away but kept looking left and right at the outside. "Don't talk nonsense, the gatekeeper patrols every day." I continued pressing against her, pressing my mouth against the back of her neck and panting. "I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum on your pants." She immediately turned around and pushed me away. "Ah, no, don't cum on my pants." "Haha, just kidding, not yet..." "I'm having a party with your sister," I said, tracing a line in her crotch with my finger. "I need to go to the bathroom." "You scared me! Go straight to the right outside." Before leaving, I deliberately held her tightly. She pushed me away, so I stared at her. "Give me a kiss before you go." "Oh, hurry up!" "What's wrong? Can't wait?" "Disgusting, hurry up." Before she could finish, I pressed my lips to hers. She smelled wonderful, like chewing gum. Her lips parted slightly, and I stuck my tongue out, licking her tongue. She didn't reciprocate, but she didn't object either. My hands slowly... I placed my hand on her chest; her eyes were tightly closed, and her hands slowly slid down to her sides. I pushed her back slightly, leaning against the window (the curtains were drawn), and pressed my knee against her crotch. I could feel her enjoying the teasing; her body was completely limp. I reached out and pulled up her sweater, slipping my hand inside. Her pantyhose were tight; I pulled them open forcefully and put my hand inside. It was warm. When I got to her underwear, I gently pressed my fingers against her mons pubis, feeling a lot of hair. I then lowered my head and licked her neck with my tongue. She leaned her head against the glass, panting, "Oh, oh..." "My hand slowly moved down, touching her labia through her panties. I used one finger to dig hard; it was hot and moist. A little further down, I felt a stickiness. Just as I thought, she was already wet. I couldn't tell through the thick pantyhose. At this moment, she put her hand on my arm and pushed it away, probably an instinctive reaction. I ignored her and continued to dig with my finger from one side of her panties, directly to the entrance. There was a lot of fluid, and it was slippery. I could feel a lot of hair. I just gently dug like that. As soon as my finger went in a little, her breathing became louder." "Oh, oh" (not a loud moan, just a slightly heavier breath), I went in a little more, it felt tight, but not so tight that I couldn't go in. Then she opened her eyes. "Go to the toilet first." I ignored her and continued inserting my fingers. She couldn't take it anymore and cried out, "Ah... go to the toilet, hurry up!" She pushed me away forcefully. I took my hand out and smelled it in front of her. "Okay, take off your clothes and wait for me." She blushed and slapped me. "Stop being disgusting, hurry up and go." Excited, I quickly opened the door and left, finishing as fast as I could. I came out of the bathroom, walked to the door, and knocked. "Wait a minute, I'm changing." Hearing that, my penis got even harder. The show was about to begin. I opened the door, stunned for a moment. She had changed her pantyhose into black stockings, but was still wearing a long sweater. I quickly snapped back to reality and went inside. The bed was already made. I turned around and hugged her, but she pushed me away forcefully. "Hey, wait a minute!" I touched my thigh; sure enough, she had changed into thin stockings. "What are you looking at? These are my colleague's. I would never wear these." I didn't think much of it; who cares whose they are? "I can't take it!" she said, lifting her sweater and reaching inside. To my surprise, she wasn't wearing underwear. I thought it was my imagination, but there was a strong sense of fleshiness, it was warm, slippery, and very wet. Her underwear was soaked. She pushed me away and quickly went to the bedside and crawled under the covers. "It's freezing!" "It's okay, your little brother will warm you up." I went over and took off my clothes. "Why do you have tattoos? You're definitely not a good person." When I took off my clothes, a tattoo I got from street dancing in college was visible on my arm. "Have you ever seen a hoodlum get a tattoo like that?" "I don't know, but a normal person would never get one." My teacher's thinking is rather conservative, which is understandable. I didn't say anything more. She was only wearing thermal underwear. The room was really cold. The radiator in the corner was practically cold. Only the electric heater was working. As soon as she lay down under the covers, she moved further in, turned her back to me, and then habitually picked up the book on the bedside table. I ignored her and put my hand directly on her thigh, slowly moving it inside. The slippery feeling through her stockings was incredibly comfortable. My penis was pressed against her butt crack. She didn't move, just kept reading. "I've seen people cook while having sex, but I've never seen someone read a book while having sex," she said. She tapped me on the head with the book. "Your sister is a teacher, what else would you be reading?" Hearing this, I immediately threw off the covers and pressed myself against her. "Little brother loves teachers the most," she said, burying her head in her sweater. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her breasts were really big. Even lying down, they didn't sag. I touched them with one hand, pinched them, and squeezed them hard. They were great. I pinched her nipple hard with my fingers. "Oh. Oh. Be gentle." Her moans were still not loud, just heavy breathing. It was hard, so I put it directly into my mouth. She pushed it away with her hand, then moaned softly, "Oh, oh." I pulled off my long johns and underwear, and my penis pressed against her labia. Because I was wearing stockings, I could only thrust like that. She slowly placed her hands on my waist and began to gently pull me down. I slowly moved my tongue down to my waist, and she moved up and down with me. "Oh, oh, it's a little cold," she said. "It'll get warm soon, that's what makes it exciting." Hearing me say that, her moans grew louder. "Oh... oh, you bad guy." I lightly touched her hip bone with my tongue. Slowly moving downwards, I could see through the stockings that her pubic hair was incredibly thick and abundant, even more so than in AV films. I continued licking her thighs, one hand touching the other. It felt so good through the stockings. "Why do you have so much hair?" she moaned softly. "Oh, I don't know." I continued licking her inner thighs with my tongue. Her body was trembling, probably from the cold and the stimulation. "Has your boyfriend ever licked you like this?" she gasped. "Oh, oh, don't mention him." I pressed my finger against her opening. "You're so wet, do you want a cock?" She didn't answer, her eyes tightly closed. She continued moaning, seemingly enjoying it. "Want my tongue to lick you?" I teased her. She opened her eyes and immediately covered them with her hands. "No!" I pulled hard, feeling her strong resistance. Then I continued licking her inner thighs with my tongue. She didn't object and closed her eyes again. I slowly pulled her hands away, trying to stop her. "How about that guy I saw yesterday who inserted it from behind while cooking? You're all wet down there," I said, continuing to lick. Her moans grew louder. "Mmm...mmm..." I pulled her hands away and forcefully inserted my fingers. I went in; it was very tight, very wet. Even through the stockings, I was almost all the way in when she trembled. She immediately thrust her hips forward, clamping her legs tightly around me, and gripped my back forcefully. I felt the wetness increase below, and her moans grew louder, "Mmm...oh...ah..." She must have orgasmed. I looked up; her mouth was open, her eyes were closed even tighter, and she was pulling the stockings off with both hands. Hearing the sound, she opened her eyes and looked down, her mouth open, "Mmm...oh." I continued to insert my fingers. It felt less tight now, but there was still a lot of wetness; it was very slippery, and the sheets were already soaked. I inserted two fingers, increasing the speed, and placed my left hand on her breasts, squeezing them hard. She gripped my arm, her moans growing louder, but not the typical moaning of pleasure. Her breath was rough, her voice soft, "Oh...mmm...mmm...oh." "Does it feel good?" I continued to tease her. She remained silent, her mouth slightly open, "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." Suddenly, her grip tightened. "Mmm...mmm...oh...faster!" Just one word. Hearing that, I pressed harder, increasing the speed and pleasure. "What did you say?" I pretended not to hear. "Mmm...mmm...mmm...faster." I immediately grabbed her breasts, her body trembling again, her whole body tensing. "Ah...mmm...mmm...ah..." Another orgasm, "pfft," a little spray, some small dots on the sheets. Is this squirting? Not that much. "Oh...oh...oh oh...oh." Her hands still gripped me tightly. I saw it was about time; my penis was already very wet. I knelt up, placed it at the entrance, and gently touched her clitoris with the glans... [To be continued] Night Starry Night Gold Coins +8 Repost and Share, Red Envelope Offered!

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