The Transformation of a Lustful Wife (08)

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Chapter Eight. Hang, lost in thought, suddenly heard his phone ring. "It's my husband." "Hello, husband." "Hello, baby, are you awake?" "Yeah, just woke up." "You sound a little unwell?" "Um...no, it's probably because I just woke up." "Are you having any trouble adjusting to the night shift?" "A little, I get especially sleepy at night, but I slept all morning and I feel much better now." "That's good. Wang Bo called earlier and said he wants to have dinner together tonight, do you want to come?" Wang Bo is my junior high school classmate, a true rich second-generation, but he got married quite early. However, marriage hasn't restricted him; he changes girlfriends every few days. Hang and I are used to this. Hang isn't a meddlesome person and doesn't like to gossip, so he's very tight-lipped and hasn't revealed a single thing to Wang Bo's wife, which is something Wang Bo likes the most. "Sure, I'll get up and get ready. You can pick me up later." "Okay, dress nicely, hahaha." "Ugh, do I have to go out looking ugly? I'm going to get ready now, bye." "Bye." Hanging up the phone, she took off her stockings and high heels, got up with her body bare, and applied light makeup in front of the mirror. Although it was light, it didn't lack feminine charm and sexiness. She put her hair up neatly and went to the wardrobe. After looking around, she chose a black and white striped cotton short-sleeved t-shirt and a pair of gray cotton overalls. She tried them on and thought, "Bingo, these are the two." Then she took a set of dark blue lace lingerie from the underwear drawer. This set of lingerie was a gift from her cousin who brought it back from abroad. The lingerie was a perfect birthday gift, both in terms of comfort and support. The panties were lace transparent thongs with a low-rise design at the front, barely covering the pubic hair. The back straps just barely covered the labia, leaving the buttocks completely exposed. After putting on the lingerie, Hang still vainly twisted her body in front of the dressing mirror, striking various poses to highlight her sexiness. Only after being satisfied did she take out a pack of unopened stockings from the drawer. These stockings were imported from Japan, ultra-thin, and had a silky sheen. She had found them at a Taobao purchasing agent last week and bought them to try. Unpacking them, the stockings were indeed as thin as cicada wings, transparent flesh-colored, and slightly shimmering with silk. They felt smooth to the touch, and even the toes and buttocks were completely transparent, with only a thong-style crotch. Hang stood up barefoot, first lifting her right leg and placing it on the chair. She picked up one of the stockings, which was very long and hung down. Hang held it with both hands and slowly rolled it up until it was rolled into a circle. Her five toes curled up as she pulled on the stockings, then tugged at the toes with both hands, aligning the seams perfectly with her toes. She then pulled the stockings back, covering the front of her foot except for her ankle and heel. Compared to being barefoot, the stockings gave her a more sensual look. Hang turned her heel, drawing a beautiful arc, and her right foot was now completely encased in the stockings. She smoothed the stockings on her foot and leg, preventing them from wrinkling, and then slowly pulled them up until they were one with her leg. She then stroked her right leg, smoothing the stockings, revealing a perfect, sheer, flesh-colored stocking. What a beautiful sight it was to see the flesh-colored stockings covering her snow-white leg! Although the stockings were thin and sheer, the right leg, wearing the stockings, was more alluring, possessing a more ethereal beauty. Then, Hang repeated the process, putting the stockings on her other leg. Smoothing her two sexy, stockinged legs, she raised her buttocks in front of the dressing mirror. The afternoon sunlight streamed through the window, falling on her legs and making them shimmer gently, incredibly sexy. Hang finished dressing and put on her shorts, then chose a pair of pink, eight-inch stiletto heels from her shoe cabinet. The shoes had a simple yet elegant design. She slipped her stockinged feet into the sexy heels, revealing a pair of perfectly proportioned, beautiful legs—from the toe to the thigh—a true work of art. Hang then sprayed Dior perfume on the insides of her wrists and behind her ears. Everything was ready; she was waiting for me to pick her up. I arrived at Hang's apartment building on time by taxi. I called to let her know I was there. Hang, carrying a small bag and wearing high heels, elegantly got into the taxi. As soon as she opened the door, the scent of Dior perfume combined with Hang's own natural fragrance wafted over me, making me feel a little dizzy. My hand kept resting on my thigh, stroking this irresistible temptation. When we arrived at the restaurant, Wang Bo also appeared with his girlfriend. "Oh my, Hang is still so beautiful!" "Your words are still so sweet and charming. No wonder you can make so many girls happy!" "There aren't that many girls. It's only Xiao Tong, right?" "Don't try to sweet-talk me. I know you too well," Wang Bo's girlfriend, Xiao Tong, chimed in from the side. The four of us chatted and drank, and Wang Bo suggested that since we were all having so much fun, we should go to a karaoke bar later for some more songs, drinks, and conversation. We all agreed. After dinner, we took a taxi to a karaoke bar that Wang Bo frequented. We found a large private room with a bathroom. The room was luxuriously decorated, and under the lights, Hang looked even more sexy, her stockinged legs gleaming, and her stiletto heels so alluring. Wang Bo asked if it would be too boring for just the four of us in such a big room, and if we could invite some friends to join us. Since Wang Bo was paying, Hang and I didn't really object. The room was indeed large, and it would be a waste for just four people. I knew most of Wang Bo's friends, so we readily agreed. After a while, Wang Bo's friends and Xiao Tong's friends entered the room. There were men and women, all young, and everyone quickly became familiar with each other. Wang Bo suggested we play dice to liven things up. "Five threes," "Six sixes," "Eight twos," "Nine fives," "Open your hand..." "Hahaha, you lost, hurry up and drink a glass!" "No goldfish allowed, drink it all in one gulp!" "Call again!" "Six one..." After more than ten rounds of playing dice, everyone had some drinking experience, and the atmosphere became even more high-spirited. Hang and I both drank quite a bit. Hang rarely drinks, so his alcohol tolerance isn't very high. Although he wasn't drunk today, he was definitely on a high. His face was already flushed, and in his slightly drunk state, Hang looked even more seductive. While playing dice, several men in the private room would occasionally glance at Hang's stockinged legs and steal glances. Seeing these scenes, my penis got aroused and kept pressing against my crotch. I really wanted to just throw everything away and thrust into Hang's pussy. I don't know who picked out a disco track at this moment, but everyone, fueled by alcohol, started jumping around in the private room. I pulled Hang into the private bathroom. Without a word, I held her tightly, one hand roaming over her soft, full body, my lips, faintly scented with alcohol, kissing her face. As I searched for her lips, Hang breathed heavily, her arms wrapped around my waist, tilting her head back so I could kiss her directly. Her soft, wet lips parted slightly, sucking on my tongue. Her petite body clung to me, her toes pointing upwards. My hand reached between them, kneading her full breasts a few times before sliding down, lewdly slipping inside her shorts to knead her shapely buttocks encased in silk stockings. Another hand slid between her legs to her bulging vulva, searching for her soft labia. Hang writhed, moaning softly, but didn't remove my hand despite the others outside the bathroom. Instead, she slightly parted her legs, allowing my hand to reach her genitals. I could clearly feel that Hang's lower body was wet. I released Hang and, in the dim light, admired her beautiful face and curvaceous figure. Hang met my lustful gaze, thrusting out her already high breasts. "Baby, I think you're getting slutty more and more," Hang smiled, pouting. "Isn't this what you want?" "That's right, the sluttier you are, the more I like it, the more I want to fuck you." I made her turn around and hugged her from behind, kissing her neck. "Then hurry up," Hang obediently twisted her neck, her face entwined with mine. "I'll fuck you good in a bit," I said, my hand already slipping inside her shorts, touching her thighs clad in flesh-colored stockings, and then between Hang's sexy thighs. Through the smooth stockings and narrow thong, I accurately found Hang's wet, warm labia, gently pressing my fingers there. Hang's legs gently parted to the sides, her body limp against mine. My other hand slipped under her shirt, reaching directly into her lace bra to knead Hang's full breasts. Hang could feel my hard penis pressing against her buttocks, a warm sensation. Hang reached behind her, stroking my penis through her pants. I unzipped her pants, pulled down my underwear, and released my thick, hard, warm penis. My soft thumb and forefinger grasped it, gently rubbing the glans. I had already unbuttoned Hang's blue bra, and her firm, full breasts trembled nakedly beneath the soft, smooth fabric. I pulled Hang's overalls down to her knees, stroking her round, upturned buttocks as I let the limp Hang lean against the wall.Above. Her bare, snow-white neck and lotus-root-like jade arms rested against the wall, her two slender thighs slightly parted to the sides, her round buttocks curving in an alluring arc. The extremely thin flesh-colored pantyhose remained transparent at the buttocks area, revealing a small blue lace thong underneath. Shorts that had been pulled down were wrapped around her calves, and pink pointed high heels made her look even more charming and sexy on the dark floor. I quickly pulled down my pants, my erect, thick penis pressed against Hang's back, and reached behind her, pulling down the elastic band of the pantyhose along with her underwear, only pulling it down to her thighs. Hang's two white and tender buttocks and two sections of snow-white thighs were exposed to the cool air of the bathroom. "Baby, you're so damn good at dressing, I'm about to cum just looking at you." Hang's pussy was already flowing with hot, thick fluid. I immediately guided my big glans to the hot, slippery petals at the entrance of her pussy. The tender petals were like a small mouth as my big glans pushed in. "Hurry up, husband..." Before she finished speaking, my thick glans had already entered her pussy overflowing with fluid. My thick, long penis immediately felt surrounded by a ring of warm, tender flesh, and the big glans had directly entered the depths of her uterine cavity, the head of my penis pressing against her flower core, which was already as hard as a small flesh bead. "Ah...so good...you're going in so deep." Hang couldn't stand the pleasure of her flower core being rubbed by my glans. Her uterine cavity suddenly contracted spasmodically, and a ring of tender flesh tightly gripped the glans of my penis. It was as if my glans was locked tightly to her uterine cavity. A stream of thick fluid spurted from her flower core onto my glans. The orgasm came so quickly. "Ah... thrust harder... I'm coming... harder... faster... faster!" Hang arched her buttocks even more to meet my powerful thrusts, making our genitals fit together even tighter. Hang turned her head and stuck out her tongue, seeking my sucking. I sucked on it without hesitation, our tongues swirling together. My hands also caressed her thighs, still covered by stockings. Because the stockings and thong were only pulled down to her thighs, Hang's legs couldn't be fully spread apart. This made my penis feel even tighter inside her vagina, making the friction during thrusts even more stimulating. I thrust my lower body forcefully, slamming into her mons pubis. My thick penis moved in and out of Hang's vagina quickly, the glans scraping against her vaginal walls. The friction of flesh against flesh, like a pump, drew out the vaginal fluid that gushed out. The glistening fluid dripped down her buttocks onto the marble floor. The intense stimulation drove Hang to a frenzy, her buttocks arching wildly in response to my thrusts, breaking free from my sucking and letting out loud moans. "Did you enjoy watching Li Rui play with your sexy stockings last night?" "Yes...it was so exciting." "Did you look at your stockings last night?" "Yes, he ejaculated all over them...so much." "Then wear those sexy stockings with his semen stains to work next time." "Okay...okay...I'll do whatever you say, my husband." "If he sees you wearing stockings he ejaculated on to work, he'll want to fuck you even more." "Okay...let him fuck me...he said he wants to lick my stockinged feet." "What did he say to you?" "He told me on QQ." "On QQ?" Under the influence of alcohol and the frenzied sex, Hang confessed without hesitation about applying for a new QQ account and playing with Li Rui during the day. Actually, Hang didn't intend to hide it from me, but she didn't know how to say it. It was only natural to say it now. "He said he saw us being intimate on the stairs, and that my flesh-colored stockings were showing. Then he went to the locker room to look for my stockings that I might have taken off, but he couldn't find them. He saw my unlocked locker and took out my stockings to masturbate..." As she spoke, I held her pert buttocks and thrust in and out, making her lose control of her thoughts and gradually be controlled by her lust. "And then?" "Then...then I made him imagine me as 'me'...and play with him." "How did you play?" "He imagined me...as his colleague...and made me cooperate with him." "For example?" "Ah...it's like..." Hang became even more shy, closing her eyes tightly and even directly enjoying my thrusting. Under the double attack of my advances and sexual memories, I saw that she was aroused. Her already overflowing pussy became even wetter, and her stockinged legs unconsciously tightened. "Tell me!" "Well... at first he made me fantasize that I met him... and then, he took advantage of me." "That's it?" "Later... he licked my stockinged feet... and finally..." "Finally what?" "Finally..." "Finally he fucked you, right?" As I said this, I grabbed her breasts with one hand and kept kneading them, while pressing the sensitive area above her labia with the other. Hang couldn't stand me pressing that area the most. Hang "humphed," I didn't know if she was answering my question or just being horny. "Was it good to be fucked?" "Yes..." "You slut, you're fucked by your colleague and you're still enjoying it." "Yes... my husband likes to see me being fucked by others." Hang's stockinged feet were on tiptoe in high heels, her body bent at almost a ninety-degree angle. "Baby, you're getting sexier and sexier, I love it." "He also said he likes how sexy I look in stockings, and he wants me to teach him... teach him how to lick my stockinged feet." Hang said shyly, her feminine posture stimulating my sight and hearing. I mustered all my strength and thrust my hips, plunging my penis all the way into her tight, wet vagina. The uneven vaginal walls gripped my penis tightly, rubbing and writhing with her breath. The granules of flesh on the vaginal walls, mixed with her vaginal fluid, rolled on my shaft. The thrusting in and out created a beautiful "slap, slap, slap" rhythm. The love fluid secreted from her vagina stuck to my penis with each insertion and withdrawal, and with each subsequent insertion, it was squeezed between my penis and her private parts, eventually splashing everywhere. Some splashed on the ground, but most splashed onto Hang's snow-white thighs and her stockinged legs. The love fluid that splashed onto the stockings was immediately absorbed by the stockings, spreading out and becoming even more visible under the stockings, eventually turning into patches of water. I pinched one nipple with one hand and pulled it outwards with a little force. Her two originally white, rabbit-like D-cup breasts were stretched into an oval shape, swaying from side to side with the thrusts of my lower body and the pulling of my hand. The rosy nipples became even more engorged and redder, their erection due to excitement making them appear even longer and larger, making these sweat-covered breasts look even more lewd. "Then teach him," I continued, guiding Hang to utter more lewd words. "I want Li Rui... to play with my breasts," Hang uttered these delicate, weak words. "How do you want him to play with your breasts?" "Hmm...like you..." "How about like me?" Hang stopped talking. I increased the thrusting of my penis into her vagina, trying to push her to the edge of a pleasurable orgasm as much as possible. My hands weren't idle either. I released Hang's breasts and attacked her two silk-stockinged legs, rubbing her thighs under the silk stockings. I was vigorously and quickly pounding into her vagina, and the itching in her sensitive areas made Hang a little unsteady. "Tell me! How do you want Li Rui to play with your breasts!" "Ah!...I want him to pinch my nipples..." "And then!" "And then...and then he pinches my nipples and pulls them outwards..." "Where else do you want him to play with you!" "Ah...touch my legs...lick my feet..." "How about Li Rui fucks you while you're wearing silk stockings?" "Okay..." As I said this, my hands touched her jade legs in silk stockings to help her fantasize better. "Does Li Rui's touching feel good?" "Yes..." "You're being fucked by Li Rui right now." "Okay... give... Li Rui, fuck me." Such stimulating sex and lewd words made me even more frantic, needing more stimulation. "Baby, I'm about to cum." "Husband... I'm about to orgasm too." "Open the door, let them all hear your orgasm." "No... no..." Before Hang could react any further, I grabbed her buttocks and moved to the door, opened it, and could see the scene outside through the large mirror of the sink. Accompanied by the noisy disco music and the chaotic dancing outside, my penis felt tightly gripped by a ring of hot, tender flesh, wriggling and sucking my glans like a mouth. Waves of hot vaginal fluid gushed out from her core, drenching my glans. My glans felt a tingling sensation in the softness, and I could no longer hold back, thick semen gushing out continuously. (To be continued)My gaze was fixed on her flower core, now hard as a small bead of flesh. "Ah...so good...you're going in so deep!" Hang couldn't bear the pleasure of my glans rubbing against her clitoris. Suddenly, her uterus contracted spasmodically, a ring of tender flesh gripping the glans tightly. It felt as if my glans was locked tightly to her uterus. A thick stream of semen gushed from her clitoris onto my glans. The orgasm came so quickly. "Ah...push harder...I'm coming...harder...faster...faster!" Hang arched her buttocks even higher to meet my powerful thrusts, making our genitals fit together even more tightly. Hang turned her head and stuck out her tongue, seeking my sucking. Without hesitation, I took a deep breath and sucked on it, our tongues swirling together. My hands also caressed her thighs, still encased in stockings. Because the stockings and thong only reached her thighs, Hang's legs couldn't fully spread. This made her legs even tighter, causing my penis to rub even more intensely inside her vagina, intensifying the stimulation. I thrust my hips forward, slamming into her mons pubis. My thick penis moved in and out of Hang's vagina rapidly, the glans scraping against her vaginal walls. The friction of flesh against flesh acted like a pump, drawing out the glistening vaginal fluid that flowed from her vagina. The glistening fluid dripped down her buttocks onto the marble floor. The intense stimulation drove Hang almost mad. She arched her hips repeatedly, wildly responding to my thrusts, breaking free from my sucking and letting out loud moans. "Did you enjoy watching Li Rui play with your sexy stockings last night?" "Yes...it was so exciting." "Did you look at your stockings when you got home last night?" "Yes, he ejaculated all over them...so much." "Then next time you go to work, wear those sexy stockings with his semen stains." "Okay...okay...I'll do whatever you say, my husband." "If he sees you wearing stockings he ejaculated on, he'll want to fuck you even more." "Okay...let him fuck me...he said he wants to lick my stockinged feet." "What did he say to you?" "He told me on QQ." "On QQ?" Under the influence of alcohol and the frenzied sex, Hang confessed without hesitation about applying for a new QQ account and playing with Li Rui during the day. Actually, Hang didn't intend to hide it from me, but he didn't know how to say it. It was only natural to say it now. "He said he saw us being intimate on the stairs, and that my flesh-colored stockings were showing. Then he went to the locker room to look for my stockings that I might have taken off, but he couldn't find them. He saw my unlocked locker and took out my stockings to masturbate..." As she spoke, I held her pert buttocks and thrust in and out, making her lose control of her thoughts and gradually be controlled by her lust. "And then?" "Then...then I made him imagine me as 'me'...and play with him." "How did you play?" "He imagined me...as his colleague...and made me cooperate with him." "For example?" "Ah...it's like..." Hang became even more shy, closing her eyes tightly and even directly enjoying my thrusting. Under the double attack of my advances and sexual memories, I saw that she was aroused. Her already overflowing pussy became even wetter, and her stockinged legs unconsciously tightened. "Tell me!" "Well... at first he made me fantasize that I met him... and then, he took advantage of me." "That's it?" "Later... he licked my stockinged feet... and finally..." "Finally what?" "Finally..." "Finally he fucked you, right?" As I said this, I grabbed her breasts with one hand and kept kneading them, while pressing the sensitive area above her labia with the other. Hang couldn't stand me pressing that area the most. Hang "humphed," I didn't know if she was answering my question or just being horny. "Was it good to be fucked?" "Yes..." "You slut, you're fucked by your colleague and you're still enjoying it." "Yes... my husband likes to see me being fucked by others." Hang's stockinged feet were on tiptoe in high heels, her body bent at almost a ninety-degree angle. "Baby, you're getting sexier and sexier, I love it." "He also said he likes how sexy I look in stockings, and he wants me to teach him... teach him how to lick my stockinged feet." Hang said shyly, her feminine posture stimulating my sight and hearing. I mustered all my strength and thrust my hips, plunging my penis all the way into her tight, wet vagina. The uneven vaginal walls gripped my penis tightly, rubbing and writhing with her breath. The granules of flesh on the vaginal walls, mixed with her vaginal fluid, rolled on my shaft. The thrusting in and out created a beautiful "slap, slap, slap" rhythm. The love fluid secreted from her vagina stuck to my penis with each insertion and withdrawal, and with each subsequent insertion, it was squeezed between my penis and her private parts, eventually splashing everywhere. Some splashed on the ground, but most splashed onto Hang's snow-white thighs and her stockinged legs. The love fluid that splashed onto the stockings was immediately absorbed by the stockings, spreading out and becoming even more visible under the stockings, eventually turning into patches of water. I pinched one nipple with one hand and pulled it outwards with a little force. Her two originally white, rabbit-like D-cup breasts were stretched into an oval shape, swaying from side to side with the thrusts of my lower body and the pulling of my hand. The rosy nipples became even more engorged and redder, their erection due to excitement making them appear even longer and larger, making these sweat-covered breasts look even more lewd. "Then teach him," I continued, guiding Hang to utter more lewd words. "I want Li Rui... to play with my breasts," Hang uttered these delicate, weak words. "How do you want him to play with your breasts?" "Hmm...like you..." "How about like me?" Hang stopped talking. I increased the thrusting of my penis into her vagina, trying to push her to the edge of a pleasurable orgasm as much as possible. My hands weren't idle either. I released Hang's breasts and attacked her two silk-stockinged legs, rubbing her thighs under the silk stockings. I was vigorously and quickly pounding into her vagina, and the itching in her sensitive areas made Hang a little unsteady. "Tell me! How do you want Li Rui to play with your breasts!" "Ah!...I want him to pinch my nipples..." "And then!" "And then...and then he pinches my nipples and pulls them outwards..." "Where else do you want him to play with you!" "Ah...touch my legs...lick my feet..." "How about Li Rui fucks you while you're wearing silk stockings?" "Okay..." As I said this, my hands touched her jade legs in silk stockings to help her fantasize better. "Does Li Rui's touching feel good?" "Yes..." "You're being fucked by Li Rui right now." "Okay... give... Li Rui, fuck me." Such stimulating sex and lewd words made me even more frantic, needing more stimulation. "Baby, I'm about to cum." "Husband... I'm about to orgasm too." "Open the door, let them all hear your orgasm." "No... no..." Before Hang could react any further, I grabbed her buttocks and moved to the door, opened it, and could see the scene outside through the large mirror of the sink. Accompanied by the noisy disco music and the chaotic dancing outside, my penis felt tightly gripped by a ring of hot, tender flesh, wriggling and sucking my glans like a mouth. Waves of hot vaginal fluid gushed out from her core, drenching my glans. My glans felt a tingling sensation in the softness, and I could no longer hold back, thick semen gushing out continuously. (To be continued)My gaze was fixed on her flower core, now hard as a small bead of flesh. "Ah...so good...you're going in so deep!" Hang couldn't bear the pleasure of my glans rubbing against her clitoris. Suddenly, her uterus contracted spasmodically, a ring of tender flesh gripping the glans tightly. It felt as if my glans was locked tightly to her uterus. A thick stream of semen gushed from her clitoris onto my glans. The orgasm came so quickly. "Ah...push harder...I'm coming...harder...faster...faster!" Hang arched her buttocks even higher to meet my powerful thrusts, making our genitals fit together even more tightly. Hang turned her head and stuck out her tongue, seeking my sucking. Without hesitation, I took a deep breath and sucked on it, our tongues swirling together. My hands also caressed her thighs, still encased in stockings. Because the stockings and thong only reached her thighs, Hang's legs couldn't fully spread. This made her legs even tighter, causing my penis to rub even more intensely inside her vagina, intensifying the stimulation. I thrust my hips forward, slamming into her mons pubis. My thick penis moved in and out of Hang's vagina rapidly, the glans scraping against her vaginal walls. The friction of flesh against flesh acted like a pump, drawing out the glistening vaginal fluid that flowed from her vagina. The glistening fluid dripped down her buttocks onto the marble floor. The intense stimulation drove Hang almost mad. She arched her hips repeatedly, wildly responding to my thrusts, breaking free from my sucking and letting out loud moans. "Did you enjoy watching Li Rui play with your sexy stockings last night?" "Yes...it was so exciting." "Did you look at your stockings when you got home last night?" "Yes, he ejaculated all over them...so much." "Then next time you go to work, wear those sexy stockings with his semen stains." "Okay...okay...I'll do whatever you say, my husband." "If he sees you wearing stockings he ejaculated on, he'll want to fuck you even more." "Okay...let him fuck me...he said he wants to lick my stockinged feet." "What did he say to you?" "He told me on QQ." "On QQ?" Under the influence of alcohol and the frenzied sex, Hang confessed without hesitation about applying for a new QQ account and playing with Li Rui during the day. Actually, Hang didn't intend to hide it from me, but he didn't know how to say it. It was only natural to say it now. "He said he saw us being intimate on the stairs, and that my flesh-colored stockings were showing. Then he went to the locker room to look for my stockings that I might have taken off, but he couldn't find them. He saw my unlocked locker and took out my stockings to masturbate..." As she spoke, I held her pert buttocks and thrust in and out, making her lose control of her thoughts and gradually be controlled by her lust. "And then?" "Then...then I made him imagine me as 'me'...and play with him." "How did you play?" "He imagined me...as his colleague...and made me cooperate with him." "For example?" "Ah...it's like..." Hang became even more shy, closing her eyes tightly and even directly enjoying my thrusting. Under the double attack of my advances and sexual memories, I saw that she was aroused. Her already overflowing pussy became even wetter, and her stockinged legs unconsciously tightened. "Tell me!" "Well... at first he made me fantasize that I met him... and then, he took advantage of me." "That's it?" "Later... he licked my stockinged feet... and finally..." "Finally what?" "Finally..." "Finally he fucked you, right?" As I said this, I grabbed her breasts with one hand and kept kneading them, while pressing the sensitive area above her labia with the other. Hang couldn't stand me pressing that area the most. Hang "humphed," I didn't know if she was answering my question or just being horny. "Was it good to be fucked?" "Yes..." "You slut, you're fucked by your colleague and you're still enjoying it." "Yes... my husband likes to see me being fucked by others." Hang's stockinged feet were on tiptoe in high heels, her body bent at almost a ninety-degree angle. "Baby, you're getting sexier and sexier, I love it." "He also said he likes how sexy I look in stockings, and he wants me to teach him... teach him how to lick my stockinged feet." Hang said shyly, her feminine posture stimulating my sight and hearing. I mustered all my strength and thrust my hips, plunging my penis all the way into her tight, wet vagina. The uneven vaginal walls gripped my penis tightly, rubbing and writhing with her breath. The granules of flesh on the vaginal walls, mixed with her vaginal fluid, rolled on my shaft. The thrusting in and out created a beautiful "slap, slap, slap" rhythm. The love fluid secreted from her vagina stuck to my penis with each insertion and withdrawal, and with each subsequent insertion, it was squeezed between my penis and her private parts, eventually splashing everywhere. Some splashed on the ground, but most splashed onto Hang's snow-white thighs and her stockinged legs. The love fluid that splashed onto the stockings was immediately absorbed by the stockings, spreading out and becoming even more visible under the stockings, eventually turning into patches of water. I pinched one nipple with one hand and pulled it outwards with a little force. Her two originally white, rabbit-like D-cup breasts were stretched into an oval shape, swaying from side to side with the thrusts of my lower body and the pulling of my hand. The rosy nipples became even more engorged and redder, their erection due to excitement making them appear even longer and larger, making these sweat-covered breasts look even more lewd. "Then teach him," I continued, guiding Hang to utter more lewd words. "I want Li Rui... to play with my breasts," Hang uttered these delicate, weak words. "How do you want him to play with your breasts?" "Hmm...like you..." "How about like me?" Hang stopped talking. I increased the thrusting of my penis into her vagina, trying to push her to the edge of a pleasurable orgasm as much as possible. My hands weren't idle either. I released Hang's breasts and attacked her two silk-stockinged legs, rubbing her thighs under the silk stockings. I was vigorously and quickly pounding into her vagina, and the itching in her sensitive areas made Hang a little unsteady. "Tell me! How do you want Li Rui to play with your breasts!" "Ah!...I want him to pinch my nipples..." "And then!" "And then...and then he pinches my nipples and pulls them outwards..." "Where else do you want him to play with you!" "Ah...touch my legs...lick my feet..." "How about Li Rui fucks you while you're wearing silk stockings?" "Okay..." As I said this, my hands touched her jade legs in silk stockings to help her fantasize better. "Does Li Rui's touching feel good?" "Yes..." "You're being fucked by Li Rui right now." "Okay... give... Li Rui, fuck me." Such stimulating sex and lewd words made me even more frantic, needing more stimulation. "Baby, I'm about to cum." "Husband... I'm about to orgasm too." "Open the door, let them all hear your orgasm." "No... no..." Before Hang could react any further, I grabbed her buttocks and moved to the door, opened it, and could see the scene outside through the large mirror of the sink. Accompanied by the noisy disco music and the chaotic dancing outside, my penis felt tightly gripped by a ring of hot, tender flesh, wriggling and sucking my glans like a mouth. Waves of hot vaginal fluid gushed out from her core, drenching my glans. My glans felt a tingling sensation in the softness, and I could no longer hold back, thick semen gushing out continuously. (To be continued)"As she spoke, I held her pert buttocks and thrust in and out, making her lose control of her thoughts and gradually be controlled by her lust. "And then?" "Then...then I made him imagine me as 'me'...and play with him." "How did you play?" "He imagined me as...his colleague...and made me cooperate with him." "For example?" "Ah...it's like..." Hang became even more shy, closing her eyes tightly and even directly enjoying my thrusting service. Under the double attack of my attack and sexual memories, I saw that she was aroused. Her already overflowing pussy became even wetter, and her silk-stockinged legs unconsciously tightened. "Tell me!" "It's like...at first he made me imagine that I met him...and then, he took advantage of me." "That's it?" "Then...he licked my stockinged feet...and finally..." "Finally what?" "Finally..." "Finally he fucked you, didn't he?" As I said this, I grabbed her breasts with one hand and kept kneading them, while pressing the sensitive area on her labia with the other hand. Hang couldn't stand me pressing on that spot. Hang let out a "humph," I couldn't tell if it was an answer to my question or just her being horny. "Does it feel good to be fucked?" "Yes..." "You slut, you're enjoying being fucked by your colleague?" "Yes... my husband likes to see me being fucked by others." Hang's silk-stockinged feet, clad in high heels, were tiptoeing, her body bent almost at a ninety-degree angle. "Baby, you're getting hornier and hornier, I like it." "He also said he likes how sexy I look in stockings, and he wants me to teach him... teach him how to lick" my "stockinged feet." Hang said shyly, her feminine posture stimulating my sight and hearing. I mustered all my strength and thrust my hips, plunging my penis all the way into her tight, wet vagina. The uneven vaginal walls gripped my penis tightly, rubbing and writhing with her breath, the granules of flesh on the vaginal walls rolling on my shaft mixed with her juices. The rhythmic thrusting created a beautiful "slap, slap, slap" sound. The vaginal fluids, secreted with each insertion and withdrawal, clung to the penis, then were squeezed between the penis and genitals with each thrust, finally splashing everywhere—some on the floor, and much more on Hang's snow-white thighs and stockinged legs. The fluids on the stockings were immediately absorbed, spreading and becoming even more visible through the skin beneath, eventually forming wet patches. I pinched one nipple with one hand and pulled it outwards with slight force. Her two originally white, D-cup breasts were stretched into an oval shape, swaying from side to side with the thrusts of my lower body and the pulling of my hand. The rosy nipples became even more engorged and redder, their erection due to excitement making them appear even longer and larger, making these sweat-covered breasts even more lewd. "Then teach him," I continued, commanding and guiding Hang to utter more lewd words. "I want Li Rui... to play with my breasts." Hang's weak and feeble voice uttered these sweet, wanton words. "How do you want him to play with your breasts?" "Hmm... like you..." "How about like me?" Hang refused to answer. I increased the thrusting of my penis into her vagina, trying to push her to the edge of a pleasurable orgasm as much as possible. My hands were not idle either. I released Hang's breasts and attacked her two beautiful legs in stockings, rubbing her thighs under the flesh-colored stockings. I was vigorously and quickly ravaging her vagina, and the itching in her sensitive areas made Hang a little unsteady. "Say it! How do you want Li Rui to play with your breasts!" "Ah!... I want him to pinch my nipples..." "And then!" "And then... and then he pinches my nipples and pulls them outwards..." "Where else do you want him to play with you!" "Ah... touch my legs... lick my feet..." "How about I let Li Rui do it while I'm wearing stockings?" "Okay..." As I said this, my hands touched her jade legs in flesh-colored stockings to help her fantasize better. "Does Li Rui's touching feel good?" "Yes..." "You're being fucked by Li Rui right now." "Okay... give... Li Rui, fuck me." Such stimulating sex and lewd words made me even more frantic, needing more stimulation. "Baby, I'm about to cum." "Husband... I'm about to orgasm too." "Open the door, let them all hear your orgasm." "No... no..." Before Hang could react any further, I grabbed her buttocks and moved to the door, opened it, and could see the scene outside through the large mirror of the sink. Accompanied by the noisy disco music and the chaotic dancing outside, my penis felt tightly gripped by a ring of hot, tender flesh, wriggling and sucking my glans like a mouth. Waves of hot vaginal fluid gushed out from her core, drenching my glans. My glans felt a tingling sensation in the softness, and I could no longer hold back, thick semen gushing out continuously. (To be continued)"As she spoke, I held her pert buttocks and thrust in and out, making her lose control of her thoughts and gradually be controlled by her lust. "And then?" "Then...then I made him imagine me as 'me'...and play with him." "How did you play?" "He imagined me as...his colleague...and made me cooperate with him." "For example?" "Ah...it's like..." Hang became even more shy, closing her eyes tightly and even directly enjoying my thrusting service. Under the double attack of my attack and sexual memories, I saw that she was aroused. Her already overflowing pussy became even wetter, and her silk-stockinged legs unconsciously tightened. "Tell me!" "It's like...at first he made me imagine that I met him...and then, he took advantage of me." "That's it?" "Then...he licked my stockinged feet...and finally..." "Finally what?" "Finally..." "Finally he fucked you, didn't he?" As I said this, I grabbed her breasts with one hand and kept kneading them, while pressing the sensitive area on her labia with the other hand. Hang couldn't stand me pressing on that spot. Hang let out a "humph," I couldn't tell if it was an answer to my question or just her being horny. "Does it feel good to be fucked?" "Yes..." "You slut, you're enjoying being fucked by your colleague?" "Yes... my husband likes to see me being fucked by others." Hang's silk-stockinged feet, clad in high heels, were tiptoeing, her body bent almost at a ninety-degree angle. "Baby, you're getting hornier and hornier, I like it." "He also said he likes how sexy I look in stockings, and he wants me to teach him... teach him how to lick" my "stockinged feet." Hang said shyly, her feminine posture stimulating my sight and hearing. I mustered all my strength and thrust my hips, plunging my penis all the way into her tight, wet vagina. The uneven vaginal walls gripped my penis tightly, rubbing and writhing with her breath, the granules of flesh on the vaginal walls rolling on my shaft mixed with her juices. The rhythmic thrusting created a beautiful "slap, slap, slap" sound. The vaginal fluids, secreted with each insertion and withdrawal, clung to the penis, then were squeezed between the penis and genitals with each thrust, finally splashing everywhere—some on the floor, and much more on Hang's snow-white thighs and stockinged legs. The fluids on the stockings were immediately absorbed, spreading and becoming even more visible through the skin beneath, eventually forming wet patches. I pinched one nipple with one hand and pulled it outwards with slight force. Her two originally white, D-cup breasts were stretched into an oval shape, swaying from side to side with the thrusts of my lower body and the pulling of my hand. The rosy nipples became even more engorged and redder, their erection due to excitement making them appear even longer and larger, making these sweat-covered breasts even more lewd. "Then teach him," I continued, commanding and guiding Hang to utter more lewd words. "I want Li Rui... to play with my breasts." Hang's weak and feeble voice uttered these sweet, wanton words. "How do you want him to play with your breasts?" "Hmm... like you..." "How about like me?" Hang refused to answer. I increased the thrusting of my penis into her vagina, trying to push her to the edge of a pleasurable orgasm as much as possible. My hands were not idle either. I released Hang's breasts and attacked her two beautiful legs in stockings, rubbing her thighs under the flesh-colored stockings. I was vigorously and quickly ravaging her vagina, and the itching in her sensitive areas made Hang a little unsteady. "Say it! How do you want Li Rui to play with your breasts!" "Ah!... I want him to pinch my nipples..." "And then!" "And then... and then he pinches my nipples and pulls them outwards..." "Where else do you want him to play with you!" "Ah... touch my legs... lick my feet..." "How about I let Li Rui do it while I'm wearing stockings?" "Okay..." As I said this, my hands touched her jade legs in flesh-colored stockings to help her fantasize better. "Does Li Rui's touching feel good?" "Yes..." "You're being fucked by Li Rui right now." "Okay... give... Li Rui, fuck me." Such stimulating sex and lewd words made me even more frantic, needing more stimulation. "Baby, I'm about to cum." "Husband... I'm about to orgasm too." "Open the door, let them all hear your orgasm." "No... no..." Before Hang could react any further, I grabbed her buttocks and moved to the door, opened it, and could see the scene outside through the large mirror of the sink. Accompanied by the noisy disco music and the chaotic dancing outside, my penis felt tightly gripped by a ring of hot, tender flesh, wriggling and sucking my glans like a mouth. Waves of hot vaginal fluid gushed out from her core, drenching my glans. My glans felt a tingling sensation in the softness, and I could no longer hold back, thick semen gushing out continuously. (To be continued)

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