Classic Stockings Collection (II) (Urban Life Adult Fiction)

【Playing with the Internet cafe boss lady's stockings】

Secretly in love with the internet cafe owner and her beautiful legs and stockings. When I was in school, there were several internet cafes near the school, all of which were good, but I always went to one of them to surf the Internet. It’s because the proprietress is a 27 or 28-year-old young woman with beautiful legs.

The proprietress has long hair and is petite, but has a pair of charming legs. She often wears a black tight sweater and a black short skirt, sometimes a pair of mid-length boots, and sometimes a pair of high heels, but she always likes to wear ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings. Every time I see her beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings, I feel like my soul has been hooked away by her, and my little brother feels itchy.

One time I was sitting next to the bar surfing the Internet, and the proprietress and her friends were sitting on high stools in front of the bar chatting. She crossed her legs and swung them. Her skirt was originally about 10 centimeters above her knees, and it became even shorter after she sat down and drank. The boots she wore only covered the middle of her calves. In this way, her slender and beautiful legs wearing ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings between her skirt and boots were completely exposed in front of my eyes, shining with an tempting and criminal luster under the light. Although I was facing the computer screen, my eyes were always admiring her charming flesh-colored legs, short skirt and boots. Unconsciously, I felt that my little brother had hit the wooden board under the keyboard. In my fantasy, my underwear was wet...:excellence One night, I went to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet all night, but unexpectedly, only the boss's wife was there. Usually, the boss's wife seldom stayed there all night in person. At about 1 a.m., no one had come yet and there were only a dozen or so people sitting in the Internet cafe with 100 computers. So the proprietress came out from the bar and sat in front of a computer with a sofa to surf the Internet. Only then did I see that she was wearing a white miniskirt, flesh-colored stockings and black sandals. Seeing this made me feel itchy again, so I moved to the computer diagonally in front of her, mainly to appreciate her beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings from a closer and more comprehensive distance. My little brother became excited again.

About an hour later, I saw her get up and walk towards the lounge, then close the door of the lounge. I thought she was going to sleep, and I felt disappointed. However, a few minutes later, she came out and continued to sit on the sofa and surf the Internet. I noticed that she was not wearing sandals, but slippers, and no stockings. I thought that I couldn't appreciate her cool flesh-colored stockings again, and I was disappointed again. but! Suddenly my eyes lit up and I thought: She must have taken off her stockings and sandals in the lounge!

Seeing her concentrating on surfing the Internet, I got up and walked towards the toilet, which was just opposite the lounge. I looked back and saw that the two netizens here were concentrating on playing online games. So I slipped into the lounge door and closed it gently.

Sure enough, the ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings she had just changed were placed on the bed. I swallowed and tremblingly picked up the pair of stockings that fascinated me, and stroked, smelled, and kissed them. They were so silky, thin, and transparent, and carried her fragrant body fragrance. My little brother is about to burst his pants. I folded the stockings and put them in my pocket. I picked up her high sandals again. They were a new pair of black thin-strap sandals. The straps on the instep were very thin, and the heels were also very thin, about 10 cm high. I brought it to my nose and smelled it. It had a faint scent of leather, and my little brother got excited again. I took off my pants and my little brother popped out immediately. I inserted my little brother into the strap of her sandals and the leather sole. After a few thrusts, a transparent liquid secreted from the urethra and dripped onto the forefoot of her feet.

If this continues, I'm probably going to ejaculate inside you. We couldn't stay here for long, so I put the cooler down and quietly walked out the door.

When I returned to my computer and saw that the boss's wife was still so focused, I felt relieved.

In the morning, when it was just getting light, I saw some netizens go out. I was worried that the boss’s wife would find her stockings missing when she went to sleep, so I followed them out.

Back in the school dormitory, I lay on my bed and saw my roommates going to class one after another. I took out my haul from last night and tossed around in bed for a long time... After that, I went to the Internet cafe as usual, admired her beautiful legs, stockings, boots, and high heels as usual, and got so excited that I hit the wooden board as usual. However, I never had the chance to steal her stockings again. However, I added her QQ and often flirted with her on QQ while admiring her... Me and My Silk Stockings Wife Author: pgf334674638 Around 8 o'clock in the evening, under the dim light, the big bed shook and the mattress made frequent creaking sounds.

A naked man and woman were hugging each other tightly on the bed. The girl was lying on her back with her breasts pressed by the man's muscular chest. The woman's legs in flesh-colored stockings were raised high and spread apart. The man was lying on the woman, his firm buttocks moving up and down... The man's thick penis was constantly thrusting in and out of the woman's vagina, and his round and bulging testicles like hard baseballs were hitting the woman's buttocks with a "pa pa" sound. The inside and outside of the woman's vagina were already dripping with vaginal fluid, and a constant "gurgling... gurgling..." sound of the wonderful spring of the male and female genitals rubbing against each other... A lot of vaginal fluid had flowed out, and the woman's buttocks and the inside of her thighs were wet, and a large area of ​​the bed sheet under her buttocks was wet.

The man and woman having passionate sex are my wife and I.

"Honey, is this comfortable?" "Honey... your cock is so hard... and so big... you make me feel sore and swollen, it feels so good!..." The wife answered in a trembling voice amidst constant moans and gasps.

"Wife, do you like it when I fuck your pussy like this?" "...I like it...I like it very much...Husband...are you happy when you fuck my pussy? Is it comfortable?" "Good wife, I love fucking your pussy so much, it's soft and tender, and the pussy meat wraps my rod so tightly...It feels so good to fuck..., let's fuck like this often in the future, okay?"... "My whole body is yours, you can fuck me however you want in the future..." Encouraged, my cock grew harder and bigger, and I pumped and inserted it hard over and over again, slamming into the heart of my wife's pussy.

Through the large dressing mirror in the bedside wardrobe, I looked at the beautiful legs in stockings resting on my arms. They were swaying rhythmically with my thrusts, making them look even more charming and seductive.

"Honey...your feet in stockings...so sexy...I want to "eat" them...let me "eat" them"

OK? "I swallowed my saliva and licked my lips, feeling a desire to taste the delicious food.

My wife opened her hazy eyes, slowly lifted her right foot and put it to my mouth. I started from her toes and kissed the beautiful pair of feet in stockings all the way up. Soon, a long line of wet saliva was left on both legs.

While I was pumping my cock hard, I was savoring the stockings-clad feet that my wife handed to my mouth, "Smells so good... smells so good... wife... your feet are so sexy in stockings... smell so good... taste so good... mmm... mmm... so delicious... come on, change position... I'm going to fuck you enough today." I pulled my still hard cock out of my wife's vagina which was dripping with love juice. I laid her on her side on the bed with one of her legs hanging limply under the bed and the other leg on the bed. I stood on the edge of the bed with one leg, straddling my wife's legs. I didn't rush to insert my cock into my wife's vagina. Instead, I pressed my cock against her vaginal opening, gently rubbing her clitoris with the glans, while I picked up my wife's stockings legs hanging on the edge of the bed, licked along her thighs to her calves, licked the soles of her feet, bit my wife's toes, and moved my tongue on her toes.

"Oh...oh...my God...come...come in...oh..." My wife likes it most when I stand on the ground and fuck her, and she became very excited after I teased her like this. She couldn't help but moan.

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"Hubby... stop it... come on... I can't stand it anymore..." my wife begged me.

"You want me to fuck you, right? Then tell me what's good about your pussy!" I inserted my fingers into her vagina again and continued to "torture" her while pumping.

"..." "How can I be interested in fucking you if you don't tell me what's good about your pussy?" Although I can't bear it any longer, I still continue to tease my wife.

"Ah...ah...I'm telling you...I'm telling you...my pussy is tight...and full of juice...it can wrap your dick tightly...it must be comfortable for you to fuck it...if you don't believe me, just try it..." My wife was teased by me and she moaned lewdly.

"Okay, good, let me try if your pussy is really comfortable to fuck." I couldn't help it when I heard my usually dignified wife say such obscene words. I lifted one of her legs high, and with her tacit understanding, my already hard cock smoothly penetrated into her wet flesh. I felt that my big cock had filled my wife's pussy completely, leaving no space at all. My wife's pussy is so tight and so suctional, as if it wants to suck my big cock into a bottomless abyss.

"Oh... so full..." "Oh... so good..." My wife and I cheered with pleasure at the same time.

“Baby, you didn’t lie to me... your pussy is really great... there’s so much juice... so tight... it squeezes my cock... oh... oh... it feels so good... it feels so good to fuck... it’s been a long time since I fucked such a good pussy... oh... wife... wife... I want... I want you... I want to fuck you hard... fuck you to death... fuck you to death... rape you to death... fuck your little pussy... squeeze your tits...” As I said that, I stretched out my hands and grabbed my wife’s plump breasts, squeezing them hard and fucking them hard.

Watching my wife's big breasts deformed under my clutches, watching my wife moaning under me, especially watching my wife's beautiful legs in stockings swaying on my shoulders, accompanied by the "pa pa" sound of the genitals tightly combined, and the "sizzling" sound of the vaginal fluid being fucked out by the big cock, plus the fierce intercourse between the two of us, and the creaking sound of the big bed under us, it can really be made into a super pornographic porn movie. My cock got bigger, and I fucked my wife more eagerly, feeling every impact of the cock on my wife's body.

"Baby... I'm going to fuck you to death!..." "Ah... It's so thick... So full... So comfortable... So good...!" I thrusted wildly, listening to my wife's happy whimpers. I pushed forward harder, allowing my huge cock to penetrate deeper into my wife's body. Only in this way could I feel truly united with my wife. I pulled out my cock gently, then thrust it in hard and mercilessly, making my wife roll her eyes and scream in pleasure.

[Baby...are you enjoying it? "Well...it's so enjoyable..." "Baby...I remember...you said just now...your feet in stockings are very...very sexy...and smell so good...I want to "eat" them when I see them...When I "eat" your feet...I will...I will want to fuck your pussy...You like me to "eat" your feet while fucking you...right?...Now...I want to "eat"...I want to "eat" your sexy feet in stockings...I want to "eat" your feet...while fucking you...quickly...quickly give me your feet to "eat"..." After hearing what I said, my wife used her pussy to stroke my cock even more frantically, and her cries of joy were filled with indescribable excitement.

“Good...good husband...I’ll give you...give you my feet...give you my pussy...give you all of me...come...fuck me while you ‘eat’ my feet...fuck me...rape me...” After saying that, she bent the leg that I was carrying on her shoulder and put her sexy little feet to my mouth. “Baby...are you satisfied?” “Yeah...satisfactory...” “Baby...I remember...you said just now...your feet in stockings are very...very sexy...and very fragrant...I want to ‘eat’ them when I see them...When I ‘eat’ your feet...I will...I will want to fuck your pussy...You like me to ‘eat’ your feet while fucking you...right?...Now...I want to ‘eat’...I want to ‘eat’ your sexy feet in stockings...I want to ‘eat’ your feet...while I fuck you...quickly...quickly give me your feet to ‘eat’...” After hearing what I said, my wife used her pussy to stroke my cock even more frantically, and her cries of joy were filled with indescribable excitement.

"Good...good husband...I'll give you...give you my feet...give you my pussy...give you all of me...come...fuck me...fuck me...rape me while you 'eat' my feet..." After saying that, she bent the leg that I was carrying on her shoulder and put her sexy little feet to my mouth. I immediately bit the toe part of the stockings with my teeth and sucked each toe through the stockings. My hands repeatedly wandered over her legs, appearing extremely excited.

"Baby, why are your feet so sexy in stockings... I want to "eat" them when I see them... Your feet smell so good... So good to "eat"... I... Every time... I "eat" your feet... I want to fuck your pussy... This feeling of fucking your pussy... and "eating" your feet at the same time... is so... so great... Wife... Wife... Good wife... I... I love you... I really love you... Love your pussy... Love your stocking feet... Love your breasts... Love your ass... Love everything about you... I will love you forever... Your pussy belongs to me... Your stocking feet also belong only to me... I... I want to fuck you... Fuck you forever... "Eat" your feet "Eat" forever... I will fuck you to death... Fuck you to death... Rape you to death... Ah... Ah..." I shouted and yelled excitedly, violently hitting my wife's hole which had been rubbed red by me.

My wife's body also began to shake violently, the wrinkles of her vaginal walls began to contract, and it became increasingly difficult for the penis to enter and exit. I knew that my wife was about to reach orgasm.

I increased the speed of my thrusts, determined to help my wife reach a peak she had never reached before. Suddenly, a low growl came from my wife's throat, and a hot stream suddenly gushed out from the depths of her vagina, stimulating the glans. I suddenly felt my whole body lighten, and the hot, sticky milky white liquid spurted out and hit the depths of my wife's vagina heavily, making her whole body tremble.

Accompanied by the pleasure of ejaculation, I ruthlessly pushed my cock in, as if trying to pierce my wife's uterus.

My wife resisted weakly, and let out almost inaudible screams as she reached her climax.

【Penthouse Aunt's Stockings】

It's summer vacation again, so annoying. Although school is hard and there are girls I like in class, and there are many things to play, but when summer vacation comes, some of my good friends go traveling, some go to relatives' homes, and some just stay at home. It's boring. I have nothing to do and am idle at home. Alas... Today is the same. I have nothing to do all day. Reading is impossible. Watching TV is boring. I really want to watch an A movie, but there is none. I can only lie on the bed and think about the curves of beautiful women and that mysterious and inviolable virgin land. "Dong, dang, dang" someone knocks on the door!

I was too lazy to even open the door as no one was home. I had to get up and open the door myself. When I opened the door, I saw that it was Aunt Zhang from the top floor. Because it was hot, she was only wearing a pink tank top on her upper body and a pair of shorts on her lower body!

Aunt Zhang looked at me and said, "Check the water meter. Are your parents here?" " "Ah, he's not here, I can't check it." You check it yourself. "Alas, I can't check it either," Aunt Zhang said. "It's because your uncle Wang is on a business trip for more than a month, otherwise I wouldn't be able to check it!

By the way, I have a little notebook where I write it down. Wait a minute, I'll get it." "Okay," I answered, and then I didn't close the door and went back to wait.

I thought to myself, "Aunt Zhang is so beautiful and has a great figure. Although she is in her thirties, she still has such charm. And her legs and feet are so beautiful. How great." "Okay, I found it," Aunt Zhang said as she came in. She looked in the kitchen and then looked at the electricity meter.

"Okay, that's not that difficult," Aunt Zhang said with a smile, "The total is 42.9 yuan." I searched my pocket and found a 50-yuan note, so I gave it to Aunt Zhang!

"It's a 50-yuan note. Really, I can't find it. Come with me upstairs to get it." Aunt Zhang said, "It's okay. You still have to check the bottom one anyway. You can take it down later." I said, "I won't check it today. You come." "Okay." I followed Aunt Li upstairs in my shorts and vest without changing. But I slipped and almost fell. Aunt Zhang didn't see it and was still walking ahead of me. I quickly caught up with her.

I suddenly realized that Aunt Zhang's back was so beautiful, which showed off her neither too big nor too small hips, and her moderate calves and feet. She was wearing a pair of half-high heels, which she must have worn when going out in the past, but the style is already outdated!

But she was wearing that beautiful outfit. I just kept looking at her as I went up the stairs. When I reached her door on the top floor, I realized that all her shoes were placed outside the corridor. Since it was the top floor, most of them would not be lost, and she had many pairs of high heels, which was really sexy.

She opened the door, threw her shoes aside, and went into the house. I followed her in. Her daughter was studying at a university in Guangdong and her husband was on a business trip, leaving her alone.

She was very interesting and made the room very comfortable. She found some change for me in a drawer and asked me to sit for a while. I did not delay because I had another plan, a bold plan. I was excited and I could... I went downstairs and arrived home, waiting for the night to come, because no one would find me at night and no one would walk around. It was very safe, especially on my own top floor and no one would mistake me for a thief!

In everyone's eyes, I was a good child and very polite. Gradually, in the evening, my parents called and said they had to work overtime and might not come back. That was great. Not only did I have a plan, but God was also helping me!

10 o'clock, 12 o'clock, 2 o'clock, it was midnight, I opened the door, slowly went upstairs, and reached the top floor!

My heart was beating very fast and I was really scared. What if someone suddenly opened the door? How would I answer? Fortunately, nothing like that happened and I walked all the way to Aunt Zhang's door... I didn't dare to turn on the lights in the corridor. In the darkness, I took a pair of high heels, slowly came down from the top floor, and tiptoed back to my room. My heart was beating very fast and I was very excited!

I looked at the pair of high heels I brought back. They were red, with very thin and high heels, the upper was of moderate length, and the toe was pointed. I put the high heels on the desk, and I knelt down unconsciously.

I licked the shoe body and the heel with my tongue, and it felt really good. My penis grew bigger quickly and pushed up my pants. I licked and masturbated while thinking that it was Aunt Li torturing me with her beautiful little feet. I even licked the insoles of the high heels until they were very wet, and finally licked the soles clean, swallowing all the dirt.

I held those noble high heels in my arms, and I orgasmed. I don't regret it. I will never forget that feeling. After I packed up, I secretly put the high heels back to the place outside Aunt Zhang's door.

In the following week, I licked all of Aunt Zhang's shoes. That feeling was a sense of belonging. After licking them all, I was not very interested in licking her shoes anymore. I wanted to lick her feet!

Although I was familiar with the smell of her feet, I wondered if it was the same smell as in her shoes. I suddenly had an idea. That night, I took a lot of chewing gum, and after chewing it, I didn't throw it away. Instead, I threw it outside Aunt Zhang's house.

I put sticky chewing gum inside the shoes and insoles of each of her high heels. I thought, "No matter which pair she wears tomorrow, the smell will remain in her shoes. I just need to taste the gum." I was ecstatic, but still returned home calmly!

The next day, I got up early and went downstairs to see which pair Aunt Zhang was wearing so that I wouldn't have to look for it too hard at night. A little after 8 o'clock, Aunt Zhang went to work wearing a pair of black nubuck boots!

She even greeted me. I only said "Aunt Zhang, please go slowly." I thought to myself that I had treated Aunt Zhang as my master. I only wanted to lick her feet and let her abuse me. All I could do was thank her for torturing me... In the evening, I came to her door very carefully. I was sure that she was home, so I quickly took the pair of boots she wore in the morning from the shoe rack and looked for the chewing gum. Unexpectedly, I didn't find it in her shoes, only in the insoles.

I took some with great effort and put it in my mouth quickly. "It's very salty and a little smelly, but the taste is very stimulating." I tasted it and searched for it at the same time, as if I was digging for gold. However, even if you offered me gold in exchange, I would not exchange it.

The door opened with a "creak". Before I could hide, I saw Aunt Zhang looking at me with her thin eyebrows raised and her almond-shaped eyes wide open.

"Okay," she said in a loud voice, but I quickly put my index finger on my mouth and said "Shh! "Aunt Zhang smiled and whispered," Come in! "I couldn't help it. I never thought I would be discovered. After entering the house, Aunt Zhang said," I knew someone was polishing my shoes, but I didn't know it was you. I didn't care. You polished my shoes.

Of course I was happy, but today she actually put gum in my shoes and it got stuck to my socks." She didn't seem very angry. "I'm sorry, Aunt Zhang." I didn't know what else to say except to apologize. "It's too late today, and tomorrow is Saturday. You come up, I have something to do." Aunt Zhang's tone was unquestionable. "Okay, please don't tell my parents, okay?" I pleaded, "Then it's up to you," Aunt Zhang said sarcastically.

【Women’s Toilet】

Women's Toilet Author: Unknown I was born in a very lonely family. My parents divorced when I was eleven years old! Living a lonely life alone! Under tremendous psychological pressure! When I was in the first grade of junior high school, my parents were not around, maybe because I lacked love! Naturally, I have a feeling of admiration for girls! Okay, let’s get back to the topic, I won’t say any more!

When I was nineteen years old, I saw in the newspaper that a teahouse was urgently recruiting for a hygienist with a monthly salary of 65% plus allowances. I followed the address in the newspaper and went to the teahouse to apply for the job. As soon as I walked into the teahouse, the waiter in front of me asked, "Would you like some tea, sir?" I said I was here to apply for a job, and the waitress looked at me with a mocking look and said, "Come with me!" I followed her into the boss's office. When I entered the door, I saw a female boss who was about 35 or 36 years old. She was wearing a pair of flesh-colored stockings, a pair of Baise high-top leather boots, a Baise short skirt, and a white top! She looks very elegant, with a well-proportioned body and a height of about 1.67 cm, very sexy! When I walked to her desk, she asked me to sit down. She said that if I didn’t sit down now, I would not be able to sit down later! After hearing this, I was a little puzzled, so I asked her why? She said bastard! From now on, there is no right to speak! Please listen carefully as I arrange your work. We have six waiters, a supervisor, a bar cashier, a receptionist, a total of ten people including me! She also said that there was only one squat toilet in the women's restroom of our teahouse and employees cannot compete with customers for it!

Then she took me to a small room upstairs and said this is the room where you work, and from now on you will be the toilet for all of us female employees! My legs went numb when I heard that!

She said that since you are here, our feces and urine are your breakfast, lunch and dinner! Their dormitory is just across the room, so when they get up at night, you have to take their place, and they have to use your stinky mouth to cover them! As she said this, she handcuffed my hands and feet to the wooden board, and then she called all the female employees to come up for a meeting. She told the female employees that this was our internal toilet! I was lying on the block and it was all over, well maybe that's what the name means! As soon as the female boss finished speaking, the girl who brought me to the female boss's office stood on my head and squatted down on both sides to try it. She said it was too high and too strenuous, so the female boss found two cushions downstairs and put them on both sides of my head. She asked her to try it again when she squatted down. Her anus was only five centimeters away from my mouth. She said it was almost there. I was just about to poop! The female boss told the female employees to return to their posts! The woman stood up, took off her pants, and squatted down. She took two steps back and urinated into my mouth with her excretion!

That was my first time to drink urine and eat feces. The urine was astringent, smelly, and salty and I was anxious. After drinking her urine, she stretched forward again and pointed her anus towards my mouth. Her anus expanded and contracted. She told me to open my mouth wider. As soon as I opened my mouth a little, feces came out. The taste was so smelly, astringent, and bitter that it was hard to swallow. She told me to swallow it quickly. It was not easy to swallow. The second piece came out. She said that it was your first time to eat feces, so I let you eat it a piece at a time to get used to it. If you can't swallow it all at once, I won't let you eat it a piece at a time next time. I still have my things to do. Then she pooped three more times, and after she finished, she stuffed the paper she used to wipe her anus into my mouth.

Before she put on her pants, the receptionist came in hurriedly. She had just finished here and started there. She hurriedly stood above me, quickly took off her pants, squatted down and put her excrement opening towards my mouth, and urinated very quickly. I only swallowed most of it because I was in a hurry, and the rest flowed down my face. Her urine was not as smelly as the previous one, but the other smells were similar. After she finished peeing, she stuffed the paper that had wiped her excrement opening into my mouth, put on her pants and left! My back was a little sweaty from sleeping, and when I drank the welcoming urine just now, the urine overflowed from me, flowed down my face onto the wooden board, and then flowed down the wooden board to my back. It was slippery and uncomfortable!

After more than ten minutes, the female boss came in and brought a girl about 16 or 17 years old, who was the female boss's niece! The female boss said to her niece: Didn’t you just say you wanted to poop? This is the internal women's restroom of our teahouse. Don't treat it as a human being, just treat it as a toilet. Its mouth is the toilet! After saying that, the female boss stood above me and said: Look how the aunt does it. The female boss took off her pants, squatted down, and peed. This time she basically drank it all, but due to the distance, some of it still spilled! She told her niece that's it, got it?

She put on her pants and went out! Her niece was very cute, elegant and polite. She walked up to me and said politely, "I have never given my urine and feces to anyone else." I said it’s okay, just go ahead! She shyly took off her pants, squatted down gently, and slowly urinated. Her urine tasted better than theirs, maybe it was a psychological effect!

After peeing, she stretched out her buttocks and pointed her light pink little anus towards my mouth. A stream of yellow feces squeezed out of her little anus and slowly turned into my mouth. In addition to being bitter, astringent and smelly, her feces also had a little sweetness. Maybe it was because she liked sweets more! After she finished pooping, she said to me with a smile, "Does my poop taste good?" When I swallowed her last piece of feces, I said to her, your feces are better than the previous sister's, and she smiled and asked where the paper used to wipe butt was thrown. I said just put it in my mouth! She gently stuffed the paper into my mouth! She put on her pants and said, I'll give it to you next time. I want to stay with my aunt for a month! After saying that, she left!

My stomach was a little bloated at this time. Fortunately, it was a teahouse business time and there were few people going to the toilet, so I rested for more than an hour! Later, I ate their urine and feces. In fact, everyone's urine and feces tasted different, because everyone's eating habits were different, so their urine and feces tasted different. After I worked in the teahouse for nine months, I had a high fever for four days and four nights. I am very ill and they don't care whether I live or die! I begged my female boss to buy me some antipyretic medicine because my head hurts! Regardless of my serious illness, she said: Open your stinky mouth quickly, I still need to poop! I had no choice but to open my mouth and let her poop into my mouth! I shed tears even though I usually don’t cry! After I finished eating her feces, I said to her with tears in my eyes: I want to quit and I don’t want to do this anymore. Although I am a toilet slave, you guys don’t care about my life or death when I am sick. You are too much! Although I was born a toilet slave, I am also a living being. I am not made of ceramic, plastic or metal! She said angrily: Listen to me, if you want to resign I can refuse you, but I will deduct three months' salary from you! Because I was paid annually, she wanted to deduct three months' salary!

She said I approve your resignation, but I have to find someone to replace you first! A week later she brought in a new toilet slave and asked me to take him over for a day as a handover. After that, he untied the handcuffs and shackles on my wooden board. I couldn't stand up at that time because I had slept on the wooden board for too long. It took me a long time to stand up!

She handcuffed the new toilet slave to the wooden board again! I went to the bathroom next door and took a hot bath. It was so comfortable! I had to brush my teeth twice before the stool smell was gone!

I came to the next room again! Sister Yuan is squatting on the new toilet slave and defecating! Sister Yuan is the foreman of the teahouse. Sister Yuan asked me, "Do you still want to eat my feces?" I said: I'm not hungry now! As she said this, she pulled her first load into the new toilet slave's mouth. The new toilet slave retched but didn't dare to spit out the shit, so he swallowed the feces with all his strength. Sister Yuan pulled a few more loads, and she said to the new toilet slave, "Swallow it quickly!" She said to me again: You are leaving, can you please help me clean my butt? Just as a memory for you, I said okay, I squatted down and she raised her butt, and I licked her clean, and she even asked me to help her put on her pants! He went out after I put her pants on! I turned around and looked at the new toilet slave with his mouth full of feces. I smiled and said to him: You look as uncomfortable as I did when I ate feces for the first time! He nodded and said:

It tastes so bad that I feel like vomiting now! I said: It was the same for me the first time!

You'll get used to it, and then I left. The story of the female staff restroom in the teahouse ends here for now. The next part of the article is about my experience of working as a toilet slave in Guangdong when I was 21 years old.

I worked in Guangdong for three and a half months. I couldn't stand the violent abuse, so I only worked for more than three months. I only tolerated soft abuse, such as being humiliated by being ridden on horseback! I left the teahouse and walked on the street breathing the fresh air. It was so comfortable! Suddenly I smelled the delicious Chongqing hotpot from my hometown! I haven't had a meal in more than nine months, and all I have done during these months is their urine and feces! There was no greasy or meaty smell at all. I followed the smell into the hot pot restaurant and had a big meal! I ate too fast and some of the food was not yet cooked before I started eating. I had diarrhea for two days. After I returned home, I had a good sleep for more than ten hours. I slept soundly and comfortably. I have many friends at home, and they don’t know that I have been a toilet slave!

I didn’t know much about SM at that time, and I didn’t even know that toilet slavery was a type of SM! Later, when I was surfing the Internet in an Internet cafe, I became a little bored! I typed the four words "human toilet" on the web page, and then I realized that toilet slavery is a type of SM! It was at that time that I slowly understood the meaning and content of SM! After I learned about SM, my first online name was: The Queen’s Toilet, and later it was changed to the Queen’s Toilet Slave. Next it became its current name SM New Space-Time!

Okay, I've almost finished introducing myself. I remember one time after I came back, a friend and I were playing at the home of one of his friends. His friend had a girlfriend who was very cute and had a good figure. The girl had just moved in with his friend. At this time, my friend received a call. It was from his mother. His father had returned from Shanghai and asked him to go back. So he went back and I went to play at his friend's home. His friend rented a house, which was a barrel-shaped building. He had to walk a long way downstairs to go to the toilet. At this time, his friend said that he had to go to the factory in the evening and would not be back until after 10 o'clock after working overtime. After dinner, he went out to work! It was just his girlfriend and I at home, and we sat on the sofa watching TV. Around 8:30 in the evening, his girlfriend asked me, "Do you know where the toilet is?"

I said: This is my first time here and I don’t know where the toilet is. I said: You live here with him, how come you don’t know where the toilet is? She said: I just got here at noon today. She frowned and said: I can't hold it anymore, what should I do? I said: Are you big, small or big? She said: I want both big and small! I thought to myself: It’s not like I haven’t experienced feces and urine before: So I said to her: Let’s do this, I’ll be your toilet and you just poop in my mouth! She said in surprise: Oh, I’m afraid this is not good! I said: Aren’t you in a hurry? It’s okay, I can eat it, and it won’t get all over the place! She said shyly: This is so bad! I said: Come on, it’s okay! She said: Okay, then how do you eat? I was sleeping on the ground and said: Just stand on both sides of my head, take off your pants and squat down. After saying that, she stood on both sides of my head, shyly took off her pants, removed the sanitary napkin, and squatted down blushingly. When her vagina was facing me, I found that she was still a virgin. I opened my mouth and a stream of golden urine rushed into my mouth. I drank her urine in one breath. Her urine was not very smelly. It was my first time to drink a virgin’s urine, it was delicious!

She took a few steps forward and put her anus towards my mouth. When I swallowed her first load of shit, she said: How does it taste? I said: It’s okay! Then I ate the remaining few pieces of her feces. She said: I am out of tissues. After I licked the feces around her mouth with my tongue, I said wait a minute, I will go to wash my mouth and lick it clean for you. After I washed my mouth, I licked the remaining feces on her asshole! After licking it clean, she put on her pants and said: Your reaction after eating my feces was beyond my expectation. You actually enjoyed it so much and didn't feel like vomiting at all. I really admire you! Later we talked a lot, and I didn't tell her that I used to be a toilet slave. I looked at the time 9:

I was 50 and I said I was leaving and going to visit another friend of mine, but I didn't expect her to hold my hand. What I didn't expect was that she actually said: Can you be my boyfriend? At this moment, my face was even redder than hers! I asked puzzledly: Don’t you have a boyfriend? She said: I once swore an oath in front of my sisters! I will be the woman of whoever sees my restricted area, no matter he is tall or short, fat or thin, poor or rich, I am willing to be his woman. I believe you are a responsible person.

I am a real foot fetishist, and it has been nearly twenty years since kindergarten to college. At the beginning, I was just used to watching, so May to September every year became a great opportunity for me to appreciate women with stockings and tender feet. But slowly, as this hobby brought me more and more pleasure, I was gradually not satisfied with just watching. I began to fantasize about picking up the feet of every girl with tender feet I saw, caressing them and ravaging them at the same time. I really needed a pair of tender feet in stockings to satisfy my desires when I needed them. Under such circumstances, my second aunt came into my sight.

My second aunt is a bank clerk. She always wears a white top, a black skirt, and a pair of seductive tights on her feet. They are thin, hazy, and irresistible. I go to my grandmother's house every Sunday, and usually my second aunt will go too. My second aunt's child, my cousin, studies in another city, and there is nothing to take care of at home, so she has to take a nap at my grandmother's house after lunch. My second aunt also suffers from severe neurasthenia, and she has to take sleeping pills before going to bed every time. Everyone is sleeping at noon. The above situations provide me with a perfect opportunity.

When I discovered these, a vicious idea formed in my mind. What a good opportunity! One day not long after, I pushed the door of my second aunt's bedroom with ulterior motives. Oh my God, she didn't lock the door. It was a godsend! I can't believe it! My second aunt was lying quietly on the bed in the room, with her pair of stockings-covered feet defenselessly exposed in front of me. It was the first time that my second aunt's stockings-covered feet belonged to me. I was in junior high school that year.

After that, I could enjoy that intoxicating happiness almost every week until I went to college. After returning home during the summer vacation, I could still relive that wonderful feeling every Sunday. Everything was the same as before, still the same room, still the same pair of pantyhose feet, still the same two people, still the same game. My second aunt still felt so dull, perhaps it was the effect of sleeping pills, she never woke up in my dozens or even hundreds of actions.

The most unforgettable thing happened on a Sunday during last summer vacation. I came to my grandma's house, and as expected, my second aunt had already arrived. Her pair of silk stockings-clad feet had freed themselves from the shackles of sandals and were lying quietly on the bed. My second aunt was talking to me (of course she didn't know what I had done to her, so she had always been very nice to me). My attention had long since wandered away from the content of our conversation, and my eyes would occasionally glance at the pair of tender feet that I had touched and played with countless times! When my second aunt stopped talking to me, as her eyes left me, I stared at her feet more boldly. They were still so delicate, tender and beautiful, just like a few years ago. Her silk feet had not changed at all. Wrapped in a pair of pantyhose as thin as cicada wings, her tender toes were slightly apart, and there were several natural folds of stockings on her ankles and feet. I swallowed, and my penis was already hard and erect. I looked at the watch anxiously, just hoping that it would be nap time soon! I was so focused on looking at my second aunt's feet that I didn't notice another pair of feet walked into my field of vision until the hand of the owner of that pair of feet intentionally or unintentionally stroked my second aunt's silk stockings feet, and then a crisp voice rang out: "Grandma, I'm back." I couldn't help but be startled, and looked up, only to find that it was also a pair of incomparable silk stockings feet. I couldn't see the lace on the stockings, I could only be sure that it was not a pair of socks, but I couldn't tell whether it was a pair of stockings or a pair of pantyhose. Wrapped in the beige stockings, the feet were so moving. She was my cousin who was studying in another province, and my second aunt's daughter. I couldn't help but be a little confused. Why did she stroke my second aunt's feet just now? Although she tried her best to pretend that she didn't notice, I could still see that she touched my second aunt's feet on purpose. Could it be that my cousin is also a foot fetishist, and her main foot fetish object is my second aunt, just like me?

The lunch break time finally arrived, and everyone went back to their rooms one by one. Of course, my second aunt was still waiting for me to ravage her in that room, but she was not the only prey of mine today. Ever since I saw my cousin's pair of silk stockings-covered feet, I have been itching to scratch it. They are indeed mother and daughter, their feet are so similar in size and shape!

Not sure if the feel is the same? Coincidentally, I found that my two targets walked into a house one after another. Haha, I'm going to catch them both in one fell swoop! Although I was itching to do it, I still tried to calm myself down and waited for a while. Today was an opportunity, but also a test, because my cousin didn't take sleeping pills, so I had to be extra careful today!

I waited for more than half an hour, and I guessed that the owners of the two pairs of tender feet in stockings had already gone to bed, so I gently pushed open the door. The scene in the room made me so excited that I almost fainted! : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : As the strength of my fingers gradually increased, my second aunt's stocking feet reacted more strongly. Her toes sometimes curled up and sometimes curled up, and her feet gradually began to avoid my fingers. Based on my years of experience, she would not wake up. My fingers followed the soles of her feet like a shadow, and her feet could not escape my control no matter what. I comfortably enjoyed the wonderful and indescribable feeling of my nails touching the soles of her stockings, listening to the rhythmic rustling sound, and I couldn't help but put my face against her feet. My second aunt is a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder, and her feet don't smell at all, but there is a special smell of stockings, which is exactly the type I like. As I was obsessed with looking at and playing with this pair of super tender feet that were being ravaged by me again, my cousin who was lying on the bed suddenly turned over. Then I realized that there was another person in the room. Not only did I look at her, but she now had her back to me, and the soles of her beige silk stockings feet were facing me and were slightly squirming. Oh my God, are you seducing me? : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : But I was at the most critical moment. I hesitated for a moment. I couldn't leave the mother and daughter's tender feet in pantyhose, so I had to walk out reluctantly and gave up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

An incident that happened a few days later made me realize that my choice that day was correct, otherwise I would probably never have the chance to come into contact with these two women in pantyhose with tender feet again. That day, my cousin (the one whose feet I touched) suddenly called me and asked me to go to her house. Although I felt very strange, I still agreed. Her house is my second aunt's house, the house with two pairs of tender feet in pantyhose. My uncle is a taxi driver and is rarely at home. Is this another chance for me? After lunch, I came to her house. Of course, I chose this time on purpose. When I arrived at her house, my cousin opened the door for me. As soon as I entered the door, I was attracted by her. She had a beautiful face, a mature figure, and a pair of tender feet in pantyhose. How could one not have dirty thoughts? She was wearing a light yellow dress today and a pair of new-looking light pink pantyhose on her feet. I could not take my eyes off her tender feet in pantyhose. "Hehehe" a burst of crisp laughter woke me up. "Look at you, you silly look, come with me" said my cousin. I was flattered and followed her into the bedroom. The scene in the bedroom surprised me even more. My second aunt was sleeping on the bed with her clothes on, still dressed as usual. Her flesh-colored pantyhose feet were defenseless and lay loose on the bed, looking like she was at the mercy of anyone. She was indeed sleeping! Then something even more incredible happened, which also confirmed my long-held suspicion that my cousin is also a foot fetishist, and her main foot fetish object is also my second aunt!

It was hard for me to believe what I was seeing. My cousin got on the bed and rubbed her pair of tender feet in light pink pantyhose on my second aunt's pair of flesh-colored pantyhose. From the soles of the feet to the calves and then to the thighs, her two tender feet in pantyhose rubbed against my second aunt's feet and legs, making a wonderful sound of the stockings touching each other that made me intoxicated. Looking at the wonderful scene of these two pairs of tender feet in stockings entangled together, my life force became extremely hard! My cousin is also a foot fetishist, and there is no doubt that she is teasing me! And she was probably awake when I touched her feet that day, otherwise how would she know my feelings for my second aunt's tender feet? No wonder she couldn’t wake up that day, it turned out she was just pretending to sleep from the beginning!

At this moment, something that made me even more excited happened. My cousin held up my second aunt's tender feet in stockings and stroked them. Although I had expected such a thing to happen, my heart was still pounding. My eyes could not leave my second aunt's tender feet in stockings. My cousin sometimes stroked and sometimes tickled the soles of her feet, which was exactly the same as my method that day. She was also chasing my second aunt's tender feet and tickling her. I couldn't help but stare at her. At this time, my cousin bent down, held my second aunt's feet higher, sucked and licked them gently, and I only felt a warm current running through my body. This is something I have wanted to do for many years but dared not do! My cousin seemed to see through my thoughts, "You don't dare to do it because you're afraid my mother will find out. Don't worry today, I've given her enough medicine, she won't wake up. Today's my treat, you can do anything to me and my mother." I was overjoyed to hear that, and recklessly snatched my second aunt's feet and started licking them to my heart's content. As expected, she didn't wake up, and didn't even have much reaction. Her pantyhose feet were soaked in a short while, but I still couldn't let go, and licked them over and over again. My indifferent attitude seemed to anger my cousin, and suddenly her pink silk stockings feet stretched out on my tongue, teasing me. I had to put down my second aunt's feet and play with my cousin's. My cousin scolded me, "You're not grateful to me. Are my feet really not as good as a 40-year-old woman's?" Her words aroused my curiosity. How did her foot fetish begin? My cousin hesitated for a moment, but still answered me truthfully. It turned out that when she was very young, she accidentally saw her uncle playing with and ravaging my second aunt's silk stockings feet. She couldn't help feeling curious, so when my second aunt was sleeping, she imitated her uncle and touched my second aunt's silk stockings feet. Since then, she could no longer get rid of the temptation of this feeling. She touched my second aunt's feet many times and became a complete foot fetishist. Her methods gradually developed from simple touching to tickling the soles of the feet, licking the feet, etc. She also admitted that she was pretending to sleep that day, and told me that she wanted to do it that day, but didn't want to be beaten to it by me, but she enjoyed the more wonderful feeling of having her feet touched. As I listened, I stroked my cousin's silk stocking feet and tickled the soles of her feet. I looked at her cooperating very well and asked, "How many times have your feet been touched?" My cousin giggled, "I can see that you are a veteran. You know this is not the first time my feet have been touched. How many times have I been touched? I can't remember clearly. Anyway, when I was in school, many boys did this to me. But none of them was as skilled as you. It made me feel so comfortable. Although it was itchy, it was really a pleasure!" In this way, I spent an unforgettable afternoon. Before leaving, I took off the pantyhose of the mother and daughter. They are priceless! In the days that followed, these two pairs of pantyhose became my main target for venting. Whenever I saw these two pairs of pantyhose, I would think of their owner's seductive feet and that wonderful afternoon. Of course, with the help of my cousin, I experienced the same thing many times. Moreover, my second aunt did not pursue the whereabouts of the pair of pantyhose that were lost in her sleep. My second aunt, my cousin, the tender feet of you and your daughter in pantyhose will be unforgettable in my life.