Deflowering in the toilet

Hello everyone, my name is Jiayun. I'd say I'm quite pretty, with a good figure. I was very cute as a child, and I've only gotten prettier as I've grown up. Adults always say I've been a beauty since I was little, and they wonder how many men I'll charm when I grow up! However, I'm a girl whose appearance doesn't match her inner self. To others, including my parents, teachers, and close friends, I'm a perfect daughter, a good student, and a good friend—cheerful and outgoing. My academic performance has always been just average. But only I know how many strange, even perverse, thoughts are hidden beneath my cute exterior. I feel I have a very strong sex drive and enjoy seeking thrills. Sometimes I even think of myself as a very promiscuous girl because I particularly enjoy exhibitionism; it's almost become a fetish. I have another rather peculiar fetish: stockings. I love wearing them and frequently visit lingerie stores to buy various styles of sexy stockings: black, white, sheer flesh-colored, gray, purple, and brown; there are bodysuits, stockings with suspenders, and stockings with cutouts that reveal my genitals. I like to caress my bare vulva through the stockings, the thin layer of stockings intensifying my self-love. I usually caress my vulva incessantly until a white fluid seeps through the soft stockings with my soft moans. When I'm home alone, I don't wear any clothes, just stockings, and walk around naked. I sleep naked regardless of the season. I not only enjoy exposing my body in private, but I also crave being seen. Sometimes, for the thrill, I go shopping without underwear, basking in the stares of others. Walking naked in front of everyone gives me incredible pleasure; after a short while, I become aroused and wet. I live on the 16th floor. Because it's a high-rise, everyone takes the elevator, and I sometimes go to the stairwell wearing only a big t-shirt and stockings, exposing myself. Also, I especially enjoy masturbating. I started masturbating when I was fourteen, and I do it almost every day. I remember watching porn for the first time in my first year of high school. That day, I went to a small alley near my house to buy pirated DVDs. Since I often bought DVDs there, I was quite familiar with the owner. With his introduction, I picked out a few. Finally, the owner took out two DVDs: "Recently, regulations have been strict, so I'm closing down. This is a freebie for you, hehe~~ Maybe you'll need it~ hehe~~." We didn't care what kind of DVDs they were; they were free, so we took them. When I got home, I put the DVD the owner gave me into the player, wanting to see what was on it. Within minutes, the moaning sounds made me hold my breath. The image showed a man and woman entangled in passionate lovemaking, and my whole body felt spasms. I silently watched the whole thing. This was the first time I'd ever experienced the passion that porn could bring. I felt I couldn't resist this sudden sensory stimulation. In a dizzying rush, I put the disc back in and started watching, casually pulling the curtains beside my bed. Listening to the sounds coming from inside, my head spun. My juices flowed incessantly from my vagina, making me feel incredibly uncomfortable, even my nipples were throbbing. How I longed for the male lead to penetrate my mouth and vagina with his large penis! As I watched, I lifted my shirt, touching my breasts, pinching my pink nipples, waves of electricity coursing through my body. My other hand reached under my skirt, using my middle finger to caress my genitals. I was so excited, parting my pink, tender vulva and gently rubbing it. Then, I stripped naked and stood in front of the mirror. My skin was smooth, my breasts high and firm, and my lower body soft and supple—so beautiful, I was completely captivated. I slowly stroked my body, waves of pleasure washing over me. I saw a sticky liquid flowing from my genitals in the mirror, just like in the porn I'd seen earlier, glistening. I couldn't resist anymore, so I went back to bed and stroked my body even more vigorously. Soon, I felt my breasts harden, and the liquid flowed even more. From then on, I developed a liking for watching all kinds of porn. Gradually, I became dissatisfied with masturbating at home and started masturbating in the hallway, on the balcony, on the roof, and even in the internet cafe's toilet. Whenever I felt like it, I would find a place to do it. I even ordered a vibrator online. When I excitedly opened the package, I saw something about 12 centimeters long, finely crafted, made of silicone, yellowish and slightly transparent, about the size of a normal penis I'd seen in porn. Seeing it made me so excited, and from then on, I never used it when I masturbated. During my summer vacation after my junior year of high school, I took a bus to my grandmother's house. That day, I dressed rather provocatively, wearing a short skirt and silver-gray stockings; of course, I didn't need underwear. Although my grandmother's house was in the suburbs, it wasn't far from the city center, so the bus was crowded, and there were no seats left for me. As the flow of people boarded, a middle-aged man squeezed in front of me, pressing tightly against me. There were too many people, and I wanted to move aside, but there was no room, so I had no choice but to let him grope me. My pleasure quickly surged up, and I remained silent. Seeing this, the man became bolder. Suddenly, he moved behind me, slipped one hand inside my t-shirt, and began to move upwards. Because I was holding onto the handrail with one hand, it was easy for him to touch my breast. Then he started to knead it vigorously, while his other hand also slipped inside my t-shirt, grabbing both of my breasts at the same time, playing with them without restraint. After touching me for about a minute, he suddenly withdrew one hand, and I clearly felt my buttocks no longer pressed against my smooth short skirt. He had lifted my skirt from behind, raising it up to my buttocks! Then, a warm, large hand pressed firmly against my buttocks. "Little slut, so horny, not even wearing panties~" he said, his hand already slipping between my buttocks, pressing against my vagina. "Don't make a sound, or you'll embarrass yourself even more," he whispered, and began to rub my vagina. This reminded me of scenes from porn. His technique was excellent, and soon I couldn't take it anymore, turning around and hugging him. Seeing my reaction, the man became even more enthusiastic, his tongue beginning to wander around my ear and lick my earlobe. Waves of pleasure washed over me, and I lost control, pressing my body against him. At that moment, my legs touched his crotch, and I felt a very thick penis pressed against my thigh. The man seemed to be aroused as well, and began to caress my legs, his fingers roaming over my inner thighs and vulva, occasionally teasing my vulva through my stockings with his fingers. Under such an assault, I struggled to suppress my moans. After a while, the man seemed unable to bear it any longer and pulled down his zipper, revealing his penis. I was a little scared and didn't know what to do. He said, "You've had your fun for so long, let me have my turn too." I had no choice but to masturbate him, rubbing his penis with both hands and letting it rub against my stockings. Gradually, I moved his penis between my legs and slightly spread them apart. He thrust his hips forward, inserting his penis between my legs. I closed my legs and felt something hot between them. I began to gently rub his penis with my legs. The man was breathing heavily. I was quite excited at that moment, so I increased the frequency of my leg movements, intentionally letting his penis touch my vulva. His hands were also constantly caressing my breasts. He ripped off my bra and quickly stuffed it into his pocket. "Miss, keep this as a souvenir." Sigh, my newly bought bra has fallen into the hands of this lecher. Without the protection of the bra, my breasts were stimulated even more. He pinched my nipple and rubbed it repeatedly with his thumb. I finally couldn't hold back anymore, and streams of vaginal fluid gushed out, completely covering the man's penis. He noticed and lewdly said, "Little slut, you came so quickly? I haven't even come yet, help me!" He then thrust his hips forward, trying to insert his penis into my vagina, but I was wearing stockings. Seeing he couldn't succeed, he continued to move his penis between my legs. I had to squeeze it tightly. The man lightly patted my buttocks and said, "Little slut, move faster!" I rubbed his penis even harder, and the man seemed to enjoy it. A moment later, I felt a heat between my legs as he ejaculated between them. His semen was plentiful, flowing down my stockings and into my boots, making my feet quite wet. As soon as the bus arrived at the station, I ran off as if fleeing, afraid someone would see the semen on my stockings. It was still quite a distance from the station to my grandmother's house, and I couldn't stand it any longer. I wanted to find a place to take off my semen-soaked stockings, but there were no public restrooms nearby, so I went into an internet cafe to use the restroom. The internet cafe's restroom was rather rudimentary; the men's and women's restrooms were in the same room, separated only by a large wooden board with separate doors, allowing only one person in at a time. Once inside, I wasn't in a hurry to take off my semen-soaked stockings. It was midday, there were very few people using the internet outside, and I didn't see any women, so I figured no one would come in anytime soon.I squatted down to admire my stockinged legs, which were covered in semen, and couldn't help but lift my short skirt. "Ohhhhhh, so wet..." I muttered to myself.

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