The little slut next door

"Sizzle~ sizzle..."

A woman's small feet, wrapped in white stockings, eagerly rubbed my penis up and down. The bedroom echoed with those somewhat lewd sounds of intercourse.

Some fluid flowing from my urethra mingled with the friction of my glans, creating a soft, rhythmic sound. My wife, dressed in sexy lingerie and wearing white stockings I'd bought for her, continued her assault on my testicles and penis with her small feet.

My newly erect penis enjoyed this gentle service; my wife's white-stockinged footjob was so docile. However, her footjob technique remained clumsy and rubbing, which made me somewhat uninterested. Even after being rubbed by those small feet for half an hour, I still had no desire to ejaculate.

"Honey... I can't take it anymore, my legs are killing me. How come you've been so amazing lately..." My wife's face was flushed with a sensual blush, her eyes fixed on my erect penis, her expression seemingly yearning for more pleasure. I forced a smile and said, "It's all because your silk-stockinged feet are so comfortable rubbing me, making my little brother want to enjoy it a little longer." My

wife rolled her eyes at me, but my sweet words temporarily silenced her complaint.

I felt a little helpless. We've been married for seven years. We were boyfriend and girlfriend in college, so it's truly been a decade of being a model couple. In my career, I've steadily climbed the ladder of success, and at home, she's been so obedient and dutiful because of my efforts and excellence.

But precisely because it's been ten years, as a man, I'm now far more successful than before. I've shed my naivety, transformed from having nothing into a winner in life. Now, when I go out, countless young women with snow-white butts and sexy stockings flutter around me, while my wife… she remains so conservative in bed. Even though she's still beautiful, this vase-like, passionless life still makes me feel incredibly uncomfortable.

Whenever faced with new and exciting things, she says she has no interest in them. Even when she gives me footjobs, it's only out of love for me that she forces herself.

Because I love her so deeply, I haven't cheated on her in ten years. And to spice things up, I beg her to try different things with me every day.

From kissing and normal intercourse at the beginning, to exploring her anus, then a series of sex toys, and then SM, whipping, straddling, enemas on the body I've cherished for nearly ten years… but these alternative sexual practices don't arouse her much interest; instead, she's full of resentment towards me. Helpless, I had no choice but to resort to footjob.

I had her try using various colored erotic stockings to rub my penis, but this clumsy footjob was indeed a bit boring for me, and she didn't particularly like it either...

Even through the stockings, I could feel the intense pain from her ankles rubbing against my testicles. In front of her somewhat conservative nature, even footjob seemed like a painful experience for both of us...

"My feet are numb... Don't you care about me?" After rubbing for a while longer, my wife finally couldn't take it anymore. She stopped, rubbing the soles of her feet with her hands, looking at me with a reproachful expression, pouting her lips and saying, "You just like a pair of smelly feet. I'm right here, can't you try something different?"

I understood what my wife meant. She wanted me to have sex with her normally, but the thought of it being the same boring scene again—her kneeling on the bed letting me penetrate her and finish, without even changing positions—made me subconsciously a little timid. I chuckled awkwardly, just as I heard the doorbell ring outside.

Hearing that sound, I felt like I'd seen a savior. I quickly got up, put on my pajamas, and said, "It must be the delivery. I'll go get it."

Ignoring my wife's pouty glare, I walked out of the bedroom in my slippers, opened the door, signed for the package, and was about to close it when the door to the apartment across the hall suddenly opened. A slender, jade-like leg encased in flesh-colored stockings emerged.

*Snap.

* A beautiful, slender black high heel touched the floor, and the person inside stepped out.

The sexy, shapely buttocks of her figure, clad in a tight black dress, were slightly raised in front of me. This stunning woman bent down, adjusted her stockinged foot inside the high heel, and then straightened up, looking at me.

"Oh~ Brother Lin~ You're up so early~"

A sweet smile immediately appeared on her alluring red lips. Just one glance from this woman in her sexy business attire made my heart race!

Her eyes were so bright they seemed to ooze tears; her almond-shaped eyes and shallow dimples were incredibly alluring.

This woman, Yao Minqi, had recently moved in. She seemed divorced, and I hadn't seen any men coming in or out of her house. This enchanting woman always dressed very sexily, often wearing stockings of various colors. Her tight black dress seemed tailor-made for her shapely buttocks, designed to arouse men's desires!

"I was just picking up a package, and I'm still in my pajamas," I said with a forced smile, trying to suppress the burning desire within me. Otherwise, my dry, slender body would probably ignite at any moment.

"You're lying to me again~ If you were sleeping, why do I smell semen coming from your genitals~" Yao Minqi's red lips curved into a seductive smile as she walked towards me, even bending down to take a deep sniff of my crotch area, then sneered, "Quite fresh~ I didn't expect you guys to be so energetic so early in the morning, your sister-in-law is really lucky~" As

she bent down in front of me, her exquisite waist under her white shirt became even more prominent. Her waist was truly as slender and boneless as a snake, and her tight black dress outlined the curves of her pert buttocks. This exquisite and hot figure immediately made my mouth dry, and my little brother inside my pajamas quickly swelled up, so grotesque that it was even a little uncomfortable!
Hearing her blunt words, I blushed even more, but having some experience, I wasn't as flustered as I was in my youth. Instead, I asked her, "You can even smell semen?"
"If I didn't smell it, would I taste it?"

Yao Minqi rolled her eyes at me with her bright, beautiful eyes, her thin lips slightly pursed, her eyes holding a captivating, reproachful look. This made my heart leap into my throat. The worst part was that we were so close; if I straightened up, I felt like my hard penis could press against her little mouth!

She seemed to be troubled by something, her eyebrows furrowing slightly. Then she lifted one leg, took off her high heels, and gathered her damp, sweaty stockings around her beautiful feet. The

already barely visible flesh-colored stockings were damp with sweat, making her slender, delicate feet look even more alluring! Each toe was slightly curled, round and full!
This little vixen!

Suppressing my burning desire, my mouth dry, I smiled at her and said, "Did you wash your stockings last night and they're still damp? They're so wet right after you woke up."

"I'm not that leisurely~ Like Brother Lin and Sister-in-law, still all lovey-dovey at this hour. I got up a while ago, and these are just sweaty feet from my run~" Yao Minqi pouted slightly, her resentful look completely different from my wife's. For such a delicate and beautiful woman to make that expression in front of me was both a pleasure and a torment.

"You went in high heels?" I asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Of course not~ I wore sneakers, they're still on the shoe rack." She suddenly smiled, walked to her house, hooked the heel of her white sneakers with her delicate fingers, then came back to me, lifting the top of the shoe almost to my chin, and winked, saying, "If you don't believe me, smell the inside of the shoes. They're really smelly from being stuffy~"

My heart pounded. Even without looking down, I could smell the strong odor of sweaty feet wafting from the shoe opening.

The white sneakers, from the upper to the sole, looked so clean; I figured Yao Minqi must clean them meticulously every day. The fresh, rich… even slightly perfumed scent of sweaty feet emanating from inside the shoes seemed to confirm her words.

Occasionally, when the mood struck, I'd smelled my wife's shoes and socks, but the pungent odor always made me back away. Whenever she gave me a footjob with stockings, I always made her wash them thoroughly before rubbing them. But Yao Minqi's sweaty feet didn't bother me at all; on the contrary, they aroused my sexual desire!

"No…no, what's so great about smelly feet? I was just curious. I didn't expect you to wear sneakers. Usually…don't you always wear high heels?" I chuckled awkwardly, subconsciously avoiding the question. Even though I had a strong sexual interest in her, I couldn't bring myself to say no.

Yao Minqi laughed and said, "What's the big deal? I only wear this outfit to work. It's just a facade. I'm wearing pink underwear now. It doesn't match my clothes at all, but I just like wearing it."

"You're wearing pink underwear?" I asked instinctively, my eyelids twitching.

"If you don't believe me, you can lift it up and see~ It's not like I lied to you." Yao Minqi seemed a little dissatisfied. With her back to me, she suddenly stuck out her firm, pert buttocks, looking like she was waiting to be picked. "I just finished running, not only are my stockings wet, but my butt is also wet~ Maybe it even smells a bit smelly~"

I quickly blushed and said, "How can I do that?"

"What's wrong with that~ It's just for you to take a look. There's no one else here~ It's fine if there are others, but for your Brother Lin, what's the big deal about hiding a pair of underwear~" As Yao Minqi spoke, her fair hand began to grope towards her pert buttocks, pinching the corner of her black skirt and pulling it up. The pink underwear she mentioned immediately came into my view!

"Don't... don't let me see!" I was extremely nervous and guilty. Knowing that if I looked any longer, something bad would happen, I quickly retreated back into the room and slammed the door shut. I leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

Damn it! That woman was deliberately trying to seduce me!

Driven by my love and sense of responsibility towards my wife, I gradually began to categorize Yao Minqi as a "little enchantress" I shouldn't approach too often. Yet, now, with the door closed, the image that had just made my blood boil replays in my mind.

The moment her black skirt was lifted, her two alluring, snow-white buttocks were partially revealed, and the delicate pink fabric was completely exposed to my view from behind.

Yao Minqi hadn't lied; her panties were also damp. The delicate pink panties, soaked with sweat, vaguely revealed the true shape of her pert buttocks. Below the sheer fabric, there was her cleft and a raised area of fleshy labia!

That was a woman's most private part!

Unfortunately, I was too nervous at the time and didn't dare to really see clearly, and I didn't know what shape the bulge of Yao Minqi's two fleshy walls was.

I peeked through the crack in the door and saw that Yao Minqi was already gone. A deep sense of loss washed over me. My penis, already rock hard beneath her pajamas, was already erect. I gritted my teeth and hurried back to the bedroom. Looking at my wife, who was now wearing a loose nightgown, I felt an uncontrollable burning desire.

"Just picking up a package, why did you take so long?" My wife's voice was slightly resentful. She had taken off her white stockings and was wearing slippers, seemingly resentful of my unspoken coldness.

"Put your stockings back on,"

I said in a low voice. Before my wife could react, I had already pounced on her on the bed. Eager to release my pent-up desire, I immediately ripped off her nightgown and kissed her deeply on the lips, my mind already fantasizing about Yao Minqi's fragrant buttocks and the scent from her cleft that I regretted not inhaling.

"Where are your underwear? Put yours on too."

My voice was low, and impatient. My wife obediently followed my instructions, putting on her white stockings and underwear. Coincidentally, her underwear was also pink!

I became even more excited, kissing my wife sweetly. My wife knew I was a bit of a germaphobe and didn't want her to lick her, but she didn't know that while kissing her, her husband was fantasizing about her fragrant lips as the beautiful woman next door's crotch, frantically licking and sucking them. What

she didn't know was that in my mind, Yao Minqi was seductively twisting her waist, straddling my face, and the strong fragrance of the beautiful woman's genitals in my imagination was assaulting my thoughts, making my impact on my wife even more intense.
Before long, my wife and I reached our climax together. This time, the semen that came out was so thick, as if the heat accumulated in my body was also being released at the same time. Streams of semen shot out until the end, but my little brother was still hard.

I wasn't satisfied with such a simple routine. I picked up my wife, parted her panties, and inserted my penis, thrusting into her hard for a while. The sounds of our bodies slapping together were so loud, my testicles seeming to punish her as they slapped her buttocks.

After a few minutes of this, I forcibly picked her up again, draped her legs over my shoulders, and took one of her white-stockinged feet into my mouth. The image of Yao Minqi's wet, alluring feet in stockings after she took off her high heels echoed in my mind, and I savored it with relish.

The entire morning, I was immersed in fantasies, then I unleashed my lust on my wife, ejaculating four times inside her! I only know that afterward, I was utterly exhausted, while my wife, having been so powerfully penetrated by me, climaxed and lay happily in my arms, nestled against me like a little bird.

After releasing my sexual desire, I was so tired that I fell asleep soon after.

When I woke up, I opened my eyes to find my wife was no longer on top of me. She was already wearing that slightly loose black dress, her face, made up, looked so radiant, fair and rosy, glowing with a hint of secret delight.

"You enjoyed venting on me, didn't you... You treated me like your sex toy, you rascal~ My bottom still hurts." My wife gave me a reproachful glare, but her happiness was even more pronounced.
I stared blankly at my wife, noticing she seemed even more beautiful than before. She was a great beauty back in school, but lately, she'd been arguing with me all night because of my hobby, and her skin had actually gotten a bit rougher. Perhaps after being "lubricated" by my penis, it really was the best tonic for a woman. My lust for Yao Minqi subsided, and I couldn't help but think of our deep affection over the past ten years, and how obedient my wife had always been. A surge of love welled up within me, and I held her in my arms, whispering sweet nothings for a while. Then we ate something to fill my now empty stomach.

I checked the time on my phone and realized it was already evening. I was surprised by my own recklessness.

"Honey, let's go for a walk across the street. I made plans with Yao Minqi; we're going to her place for a bit today," my wife said suddenly, slinging her bag over her shoulder after dinner.

My heart skipped a beat, and I instinctively flinched, saying, "You go ahead, I won't go." Actually, I was afraid to face Yao Minqi again. Just thinking about this morning—the scene of her lifting her skirt to show me her shapely buttocks—made me blush and my heart race.

"Come on... you're always at home except for work. What's the point? You don't even know who lives next door,"

my wife said, walking over, grabbing my arm, and after some persuasion, dragging me to ring the doorbell across the street.

I instinctively started to feel nervous. Even though the door was soundproof, I could only imagine the sound of her high heels clicking on the floor.

With a click, the door opened, and the woman with the smooth black hair paused, slightly taken aback when she saw my wife and me.

Yao Minqi seemed to have just finished work; she was still wearing her tight-fitting uniform. Seeing my wife and me, a sweet smile instantly appeared on her face, and she even winked at me.

"Mrs. Lin, Mr. Lin~ You've finally arrived! I was so bored all alone~ Please come in and sit down."
She ushered us in with that charming smile, then took a pair of slippers from the shoe rack and squatted down in front of me, intending to lift my foot and help me change out of my leather shoes.

"Oh… no need for that." Looking at the beautiful figure squatting in front of me, I hurriedly tried to pull my foot back.

"It's alright~ We're so close, why bother with these things~ By the way, Brother Lin, no man has ever come into my house, so you'll just have to make do with these slippers I've worn before~" Yao Minqi smiled gently, taking off my leather shoes and putting on a pair of light pink cotton slippers. The warmth inside those slippers felt like I could really feel her soft, delicate feet.

My heart pounded, and of course, I didn't care what to say. I just followed my wife towards her bedroom, mumbling to myself.

Yao Minqi also took the time to take off her high heels and put on another pair of elegant sandals. Seemingly still uncomfortable, she glanced in our direction and, seeing that my wife had already gone inside, gave me a charming smile. Without any hesitation, she reached her hand onto her thigh and carefully removed the flesh-colored stockings that she had worn all day and that were still tainted with her scent, stuffing them into her high heels.

The process was actually very quick, and her movements were so skillful, but my eyes were glued to her every move, staring intently at her shapely, fair legs, without any excess fat. I secretly swallowed.

My crotch, which had just finished four times that morning, seemed to be getting hard again!

"Come on in, the air conditioner in the living room is broken, don't let Brother Lin get cold~" Yao Minqi seemed to notice my gaze, but then seemed to ignore it, and walked over, chuckling as she pushed me from behind into her bedroom.
My face flushed slightly, and I sat down on a chair to the side. My wife seemed to be chatting with Yao Minqi, about cosmetics and skincare—nothing of substance—so I naturally couldn't join in.

My gaze unconsciously drifted towards Yao Minqi's exposed, rounded toes.

Her feet were incredibly white, with exquisitely beautiful and alluring shapes. Those tiny, delicate feet, barely large enough to be grasped in one hand, were painted with pink nail polish, making them even more delicate. My

penis was becoming uncomfortably hard! Knowing that staying any longer would only intensify my burning desire, I made an excuse to go to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face.
As I left the bathroom, a fleeting glance caught sight of the high heels and the white sneakers she had worn on the shoe rack. My heart skipped a beat, and I walked over as if I were doing something wrong, picked up the high heels, and held the top of one shoe to my nose, taking a deep sniff…

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