I am in the article for the details of sex description may you think it is too simple, but after all, I write is not a novel, just recount my own story, the details are not possible to specialize in going back to think about it and then describe it, mainly to write down my story, the specific details you can imagine yourself.
My mom went abroad when I was still very much in elementary school and came back for a very small period of time a year. Dad was a doctor and was characteristically good and dedicated, so there was no danger of any family breakup. This created a good living environment for me. I had my own room, beautifully furnished. My mom brought me back so many beautiful clothes from abroad every time, especially stockings. So I grew up loving the snug feeling of stockings.
When I was in kindergarten, there were no separate restrooms for boys and girls. So when I went to the restroom I could often see boys going to the restroom too. Every time I was concerned that their lower body was different from mine. But I didn’t dare to ask when there were many of them. Once, it was my turn to be on duty with a boy, and after school in the afternoon, the teacher had something to do and asked us to clean up by ourselves first. There was no one else at the time. I saw him go to the restroom and followed him. When he started to urinate, I stood next to him and watched, and he seemed a little shy. I said can I touch it? He said yes. So I waited for him to finish peeing and then I touched his penis with my hand. It felt like his penis was getting a little hard. It was fun. But that was it then. Later in elementary school, the boys and girls restrooms were separated, and I didn’t dare go to the boys’ restroom. So I didn’t really practice anything about sex in elementary school. But that’s when computers started to become available, and mom and dad bought one to keep at home. Our generation was born to use computers, and it wasn’t long before I had already found a lot of pornographic websites even though my dad didn’t know about it. Still, I loved studying in elementary school and got into a good middle school.
Sexual happiness started by accident, in the 2nd grade of middle school. I accidentally sprained one of my hands one time during gym class at school. So that night, I told my dad that I wanted him to help me take a bath. Dad didn’t show anything particularly wrong. Since it was summer, Dad just wore a pair of beach pants and helped me bathe naked. When he washed me, of course, he had to put body lotion on me, so he had a chance to rub my already developed breasts, and I asked him to wash my lower body, and after a while I noticed that my dad’s shorts were bulging. So I asked, “Daddy, what did you put in your pants?” Dad laughed awkwardly and said it was nothing. I was relentless and told him to let me see. Daddy was dead set against it. I cried and fussed. Finally, Dad had no choice but to tell me, “No one can tell!” I agreed. So Dad pulled down his pants. I saw an erect penis for the first time. Dad told me about male sexuality. I asked my dad, “Can I touch it?” Dad didn’t agree at first, but I knew there was no way he wouldn’t be interested at all looking at the beautiful me naked all over. Finally he agreed.
I reached out and took hold of my dad’s rod. Slowly working it up and down. Dad took a deep breath, feeling very comfortable. But only for a moment, dad regained his senses, rationally said it’s okay. I certainly do not want to let go of the hard-won opportunity, rubbing dad’s rod vigorously, only to hear dad said no more, at the same time, his body suddenly backward. I clearly saw a white liquid jetting out from dad’s glans, scattering on my face and body. The first time I came into contact with a man’s semen, I felt a faint fishy odor, but I didn’t hate it. Dad said sorry one by one. He was busy putting on his pants and helped me dry off and get dressed after my shower. In the following days, Dad was always very embarrassed when he faced me.
I didn’t want to go on like that. So I used my home computer to find a lot of knowledge about sex on the Internet. The more I read about it, the more I realized that men’s penises are really fun. But also began to discover that I myself is a lesbian this fact, of course, this confession is mainly about how to play with men, so and my girlfriend thing is not written out. With the deepening of my understanding of sex, I realized that before, why sometimes the stockings I wore would have some white spots, it turned out to be the traces left by my dad’s cum that he had ejaculated on them by masturbating with my stockings. I didn’t move to observe dad for some more time. I realized that often after I took a shower, dad would masturbate with my stockings and panties when he took a shower. This excited me greatly. Every night too, I was constantly thinking of such lewd images and dad’s rod. But I didn’t know how to masturbate at that time. Finally, one night when Dad had finished his shower, I excused myself to go to the bathroom and took my stockings out before he put the clothes in the washing machine, and as expected, there were still traces and smells of semen on them. I walked out into the living room and Dad was there, and couldn’t help but physically shudder when he saw what I was holding in my hand. I got straight to the point and got into the conversation.
Finally Dad admitted that he had been masturbating with my clothes fantasizing about my body to vent his uncontrollable desires. I gently told him I understood. He said he was sorry a lot. I told him not to blame himself, that it was normal for men. Then I asked, “Can I comfort your desires instead of mom?” Dad was shocked to hear this and then immediately and firmly objected.
In fact, I know that the only reason Mom is comfortable going out too is because Dad is a man of principle and doesn’t mess around. This is something I also like. So I further told him that I actually have a very strong sexual curiosity, and if I could, I would like to learn about sex while engaging in sexual play. If I couldn’t find a proper place to vent, I might find other boys to play with. Dad panicked and didn’t know what to do. So I said “How about this, every day I cum for you and you let me play with your rod and teach me about sex, okay?” I told him that I had a bottom line and would not agree to him breaking my virginity, but I could use my hand or other methods. I also hoped that dad would guide me. Finally dad agreed to try for the time being.
I was too happy to say come now. Besides, Dad’s lower body had been tenting up waiting for me for a long time. That night was the first time I had oral sex. Because I said I wanted to play some other tricks, dad had to tell me about oral sex as a method. Although I had read about it on the internet before, I still thought it was pretty fun. I felt so excited as my dad’s rod went in and out of my mouth. After a while, I spit out my dad’s rod and asked, “Can you cum in my mouth this time, I want to taste the cum.” Dad heard this and hugged me tightly and said, “I love you so much, my good daughter. Daddy will fulfill you any way you want.” So I once again took my dad’s rod in my mouth and started fingering it. Finally, I felt the glans rise once more, followed by a smooth, slightly salty liquid ingested into my mouth. I spit out the rod, smacked my lips, and swallowed the cum in front of my dad. It wasn’t tasty, but for some reason I didn’t hate it at all.
For a week after that, my dad and I kept changing our methods, and every morning my dad had to make me cum for him once before he got up and went to work. He also gave me the URL of his computer. When I had time, I browsed various pornographic websites and downloaded some AVs to watch. I really envied those AV actresses who could play with so many people and make so many men cum because of them. In the evening, I couldn’t wait to play with my dad’s rod and try all kinds of sex-related things.
After a week had passed, Dad and I had another talk. Dad dropped his previous bottom line and agreed to guide me in this area of sex. I told him that as long as he didn’t stick it in my vagina and SM didn’t hurt my body, any other way I wanted to try it. In the meantime, my dad and I both decided to go basically shirtless at home. I only wore pantyhose or stockings, which is what dad wanted. Dad told me he was a foot and stocking fetishist and grew up with the caress of women’s stockings. Meanwhile, every time we had a good idea, we would record it on video camera to keep as a souvenir.
During this time I had been sleeping in the same bed as Daddy, and every morning, Daddy waited until I sucked his rod and shot in my mouth before getting up and peeing in my mouth. Daddy also used his mouth against my lower body to drink the urine I had stored up all night. I realized this was a way for a man to declare his possession of a woman. Then we ate breakfast and went our separate ways to work and school. When I returned in the evening I eagerly stripped down to my stockings. Dad came back and stripped all the way down, his big cock dangling in front of me. When I went to do the dishes after we finished eating, Dad was mostly behind me rubbing his cock against my stocking-clad ass or thighs, while massaging my breasts and clit. Then we took a shower together. He would massage my breasts and face with his rod, and I would help him wash my lower body. Sometimes Daddy couldn’t help but cum, so I used the cum to wash my hair. Dad also used his hands or mouth to help me achieve a more pleasurable feeling. Then we go to our separate rooms. I do my homework and dad does something else. Then the two of us would sleep in each other’s arms, and dad would put his rod between my legs or over my changed stockings. Every weekend, dad always made me put on my erotic stockings to help him do his footjob and then cum on my legs. We also watched AV together and learned all kinds of tricks. So back then, except for the fact that I was still a virgin, my body was defiled with meat sticks and cum.
On the night we celebrated my first day of high school, my dad and I tried anal sex. We started by soaking together in the shower for a while to relax our bodies. Then Dad put Vaseline on his meat stick and slowly applied a little bit to my anus with his finger as well. I held my hand on the window sill while Daddy slowly poked his rod into my back booth behind me. It hurt so much! But I desperately endured it in order to accomplish various methods of sex. It wasn’t like the novels that say you’ll have an orgasm, and for more than 10 minutes I had nothing but pain. But Daddy said it was really tight, and he ejaculated in my rectum, which I had asked for. In this way, I had Daddy in possession of every other part of my body except my vagina. The vagina I would save for the stocking girls I would enjoy later. This was also the only time I had anal sex, and since I knew that anal sex was bad for the female body, I would not do it again. This time it was simply an attempt to accomplish a variety of sexual styles only.
After that, I went to high school and my body was fully developed. Looking at my various sexual characteristics of the body are mature and very perfect, I am also very happy, I want to become a play with men, so that men because of me and the soul of the soul, the beautiful woman (oh, said a little exaggerated ha). This is only comfortable enough! And of course I’m not satisfied playing with dad alone. I wanted to play with more cocks. So naturally my target turned to the group of boys and teachers at school. But luckily for me, I found my fun on the bus before that.
I take the bus to and from school. All during rush hour, of course. I was always squeezed in the crowd. Gradually, though, probably because people’s minds are no longer pure, there are people on the bus who make passes at women. In fact, I would have liked to run into such a person. Of course there are quite a few novels depicting such scenarios. Every time I read them, I fantasize that I’ll be able to do something nice like that. That’s why I went to school without panties and wore only flesh-colored pantyhose. Skirts can not be too short, because we have to take into account the school, usually wear knee-length skirts. But shoes or like travel shoes, walking comfortable and not easy to callus, I want to protect my beautiful feet.
After more than 1 month of anticipation, finally such a good thing happened. One day at school, as usual, I pushed my way over to the group of younger, more handsome men on the bus and just took my time waiting. Suddenly, I felt someone touch me on my hip. I was secretly happy, but pretended not to know, but looked slightly. Luckily, it was a college student looking pretty clean-cut guy. Although I don’t mind helping a man cum, I still want it to be a good looking one. I wouldn’t be interested in the ugly ones, and it’s only fulfilling to make a handsome guy fall. So I decided to be slightly more encouraging. Taking advantage of the car’s brakes, I deliberately pressed my hips into his lower back. Sure enough, I felt that he was already hard. I was so happy, and it was a testament to my own charms. Within a few moments, his hand started to touch my pp again, and I squirmed while actually fitting into his movements. He probably sensed this and began to feel comfortable and bold with his next move. He slowly lifted my skirt upwards and touched the pantyhose I was wearing. I felt his surprise at this. Then when he realized that I wasn’t wearing panties, he suddenly breathed heavily and then I felt him pull his cock out against my leg.
Although I wanted to guide guide him myself at this point, I decided to go with it for now. Finally he poked his rod between my legs, and then one hand came around in front of me and under my shirt and started kneading my breasts. It was so exciting. I could feel my bottom getting hot and my breasts were being stimulated, it was so good. After a short while I felt a twitch in my pussy and felt my pantyhose get wet. I knew he had cum. Just after he had cleaned up, I turned to him and said in his ear, “That was nice wasn’t it, it’s ok, I’m glad I helped you cum oh.” After that I got off at my stop and he followed. I knew he was looking for something further. I made it very clear to him that there was no way he could have the relationship he was hoping for. But I wouldn’t object if it was just fun in the car. He was happy to hear that.
For a long time after that he counted on getting on the same bus as me. We came up with the easy way out, and during that time I wore one of those dresses with a zipper in the back, and every time I played with him, all I had to do was pull the zipper down so he could get his rod between my legs without any problem. It turned me on so much at the end of each session because there was cum sliding down the inside of my thighs. Occasionally we made plans to go out to the mall on the weekends, but not to date just I wanted some exciting experiences. He would buy me some clothes and stockings and I didn’t ask for anything more than that and he invited me to dinner or a movie. I would suck his dick and drink his cum when I had the chance. He always said he wanted to marry me and I told him no way, I was Lesbin, was having fun and liked to make men cum just because of me.
Of course, at school I was actively looking for someone for me to have fun with. Our English teacher was a recent graduate from the Foreign Language Institute, quite a handsome young man who usually played basketball with us boys, and I also knew that he enjoyed looking at my legs. So I thought maybe I would have a chance to play with the teacher too.
One Friday afternoon after school early, I was the English subject representative and went to the English teacher’s office to help him correct papers. As usual, I was not wearing any panties, and in anticipation of a new development, I had replaced the stockings I had been shot in the morning with more conspicuous black stockings. There were only the two of us in the office. I sat across from the teacher with my back to the door. Not long after, I heard the slight sound of a zipper, and at a guess, I knew it was the teacher quietly pulling her penis out. I glanced over and saw that the teacher wasn’t sitting squarely marking papers, but leaning back in her chair, and I knew that I could see my stocking-clad legs at this angle. So I purposely stomped one shoe off and crossed my unshod stockinged foot, wiggling it around from time to time. I could see that the teacher’s left hand was stroking her rod up and down. I felt too bold and excited to do this in front of my own students in such a sacred place as the campus without any regard for morality, and at the same time, I was pleased with my charm. The table wasn’t very wide, and if I slightly flattened my crossed legs, I was only a few centimeters or so away from the teacher’s exploding glans.
When I felt that the time was about to be almost right, I pretended to tense my legs without realizing it, and as expected, my teacher couldn’t withstand such a strong stimulation, and his semen gushed out at once. Big drops of milky white semen fell on my calf, to say that there is no feeling is impossible. The teacher also panicked. I could have pretended not to know, but today’s goal was to turn the teacher into my toy as well, so I immediately retracted my calf, then looked away and asked, “Teacher, what’s going on?” The teacher was red in the face and stammered. I took the opportunity to say, “Teacher, I noticed that you always look at my legs, why?” The teacher was still at a loss for words. I asked further, “Does teacher like my stocking feet?” “Yes,” finally he answered. So I told him, “I like teacher too, but we can’t do it. I can play with you if you promise not to touch me and let me decide, but you have to love me, teacher.” The teacher couldn’t believe it at first, but was overjoyed when he realized it was true. Sexually anxious, he asked directly:
“Can I have some more fun today?” So after he locked the door to his office, I sat down next to him and put both feet in his arms with my shoes off. He kissed my feet excitedly and then took one of my feet and massaged his rod. Since I had done this many times before with my dad, I teased his rod very skillfully, and after a while, my teacher stood up and put my palms together, simulating a vagina as it were, and began to thrust, and finally after a burst of intense friction, a stream of cum shot out of the glans that my feet were clamped around. In that position I knew it would cum on me, but I didn’t avoid it. Because it wouldn’t be too conspicuous on the white jacket, and I wanted the teacher to see such a lewd image to further stimulate his nerves. Then I purposely squatted in front of the teacher and took a bite of his already softening rod when he wasn’t expecting it, and said with a smile, “Can’t you do it so soon? People still want to play with it?” The teacher was instantly energized again, and I felt the rod rapidly getting bigger and harder in my mouth. So I started sucking him off, I wanted to taste what my teacher’s cum was like.
After a few more minutes, my teacher came in my mouth. We cleaned up and finished our first time together.
After that until the senior high school entrance exams, I went to him every Saturday afternoon for English tutoring, and although there were many other students who tutored with him, I got it for free. After each session I would pretend I had a question to ask, stay, and help the teacher shoot once or twice. I usually wear the kind of clothes that are easy to take off. Teacher was also a fan of stockings and legs, he liked to let me wear only pantyhose, and then on the bed, the meat stick in the root of my thighs, to make love to the thrusting, and sometimes we also try to breastfeeding. This was Hou I was already well developed and had c-cups thanks to my breasts being massaged all the time. Teacher also often ejaculated on my breasts and then spread his cum evenly on my breasts.
Besides the teacher, I realized that there was someone in my class who liked my stockinged legs and wanted to get into my head. He was in the squad next to me, sitting in the fourth row like me. I noticed that he always looked at my legs intentionally or unintentionally. Since he was also good looking and quite good in his studies, I wanted to turn him into my toy too.
One Friday after class, I came home and realized I had forgotten a textbook at school and had to go back to get it. Good thing it wasn’t far from home. Did not go to the door room to get the key, I want to see if I can go straight in, sometimes teachers still have self-study students, the boys will also play ball until late, but that day there is some rainy, so there is no one in the school building. When I got to the back door of the classroom I looked out the window first, and now the fun began.
I saw that he was at my desk and in his hand was the bottle I drink from, one of those bottles with a larger mouth for juice, the opaque kind. Now in and out of the mouth of the bottle was his meat stick. While raping my bottle, he shouted my name. Finally he ejaculated all in my bottle. I thought about it and backed down the stairway pretending I had just arrived, knocked on the front door of the classroom and asked “Is anyone there?” He came and opened the door, and when he saw it was me, his face immediately burned. I deliberately asked, “What’s wrong, you face so red?” He said he was too hot because he had just finished playing soccer. I found out my book while chatting with him, then deliberately took out my water bottle to drink water, only to see him immediately tense up, wanting to say something. I drank the contents in one gulp right in front of him, including the nutrients it shot in. He looked dumbfounded and I deliberately said, “Why are you looking at people like that? Like me?” He would stammer and not know how to answer.
After that day I purposely left a pair of shoes and some stockings in the countertop at school in order to lure him in. Sure enough it wasn’t long before he stayed until the end of the day and went home, needless to say the next day I could always find some marks on my stockings, great. Finally one Friday evening I was going to catch him red-handed to force him to be my toy.
I stayed until it was just the two of us left and pretended to go home, but quietly unlocked the back door. After a few minutes I crept to the back door and, unsurprisingly, she had already begun: I saw him take out the stockings I had left behind and slowly wrap them layer by layer around the erect rod, holding the other in one hand and kissing it vigorously as his hand kept fiddling with it. As I watched, I touched my private parts, enjoying the excitement in front of me. When I felt it was almost time, I violently pushed open the back door, he froze for a moment, and should for such stimulation, he began to cum, right in front of me, with my stockings on the rod and one in his hand.
I pretended to be furious and asked him what he wanted. I’m going to report the school and have him expelled! When he heard that, he panicked and didn’t know what to do. After a period of further silence, he begged me not to say anything and to do whatever he wanted. I asked, “Well, first tell me why you’re doing this. He immediately told me all about his fondness for me, his fantasies about girls’ legs and his interest in stockings. After he finished, I raised the mp3 in my hand and told him that I had recorded it and this was the proof! He immediately felt desperate. I took the opportunity to say, “As long as you listen to me all the time from now on, you won’t tell, and you’ll do whatever I want you to do!” He hastily agreed.
So I said, “Take your pants down and sit on the floor!” He wanted to object but saw my eyes and had to comply. I said, “Since you like it so much I’ll reward you” I took off one of my shoes and gently stepped my foot in a cute pink stocking onto his rod, and at once he looked at me in surprise while it rapidly grew larger. My foot deftly played with his lower body, and in no time at all, with no real experience, he ejaculated again, and my whole foot was covered in cum. He hurriedly said, “I’m sorry!”
I told him that I would punish him by forcing him to masturbate in front of me and show me, but maybe he was nervous, he hadn’t ejaculated even after half an hour of doing it, I got tired of waiting, and held his rod from behind him, and used all my skills, and finally, after 2 minutes had passed, he ejaculated. I think it’s almost time, take off the stocking and give it to him, order him to put it on his rod, and can’t take it off when we get home, except for showering to to have to put it on.
After that, basically every day after school I have to play with his rod for a while, and each time I have to see him cum 3 times before I can. But I couldn’t show him my horny side, so I played footjob every time, which at most showed that I like to play with men a little bit, or I have some sadistic tendencies. He also seems to slowly have a masochistic tendency, the more I get him, the more exciting he feels. Later on, I slowly changed it to 2 times a day, mainly because he lasted longer each time and 3 times was too much of a waste of time. Meanwhile, every day I asked him to put my stockings over my jj and go back, and most nights he would come again before bed, then wash and dry them and give them back to me the next day. Very exciting.
Seeing him again after graduation, without the consideration of school, I told him that in order to reward him for his 2 years of performance, I could suck his dick and make him comfortable. He was so touched by what he heard, that day, he specially booked a hotel room and we played in it all afternoon. His rod in my mouth in and out do not know how many times to shoot, I am and drink down. At the end of the time to leave, he told me he has always loved me, I clearly told him it is impossible, and left. But after that we are still in QQ contact, I know he has never had a girlfriend, the reason seems to be that many girls on his foot fetish feel incomprehensible.
In the summer of my first year of high school, my brother came to live with me for a month. My brother is 176cm, a gym-goer but introvert, handsome, and when he was a kid he said he would grow up to marry me as his wife and so on and so forth. Although I’ve always wanted to play with his penis, I know that would only cause problems between relatives and can’t be too obvious. After all, unlike my dad and I, no one knows behind closed doors. And as far as my brother’s personality was concerned he wouldn’t have volunteered to ask for a good playdate with me. So I came up with a solution, every day during the day I purposely play games with him that require exercise or simply drag him for a run or a swim. This necessitated a shower. I wore sexy stockings for each exercise, and each time I showered first and put the changed underwear stockings in a very obvious place in the bathroom to use to seduce him. After the shower I would dress very cool, even without underwear only a T-shirt in front of him hanging around, so that his eyes do not know where to put. Then I’d let him take a shower. The first two times it was nothing, then I realized that he started masturbating with my underwear stockings. He didn’t dare cum on them though. After a few days he went to take a shower as usual he did, but before I had put the shower curtain away, meaning that now if I went in there he had nowhere to hide. I pretended to have a stomach ache halfway through his shower and asked him to open the door to use the restroom. He couldn’t resist me so he opened the door, but he had a towel wrapped around his lower body, so he failed. So I had to do it another way. I intentionally forgot my underwear and panties, so I asked him to bring them for me. I had picked out a special set of pink lace underwear to stimulate the little virgin. When he knocked on the door and asked me to get them, I said I’m drying my hair, you come in and put them on the hanger.
But I didn’t pull the shower curtain! As soon as he came in, he saw my sister’s sexy body and firm breasts, and his face instantly turned red. I deliberately pouted, “What are you looking at, little pervert!” My brother immediately went out. The rest of the time, I don’t wear underwear at all, it’s impossible to say without panties, so I have to let it go. Then I often intentionally go naked to show my brother. I know my brother used my clothes to vent in the bathroom several times a day before he could. After that I told my dad that I wanted to play with my brother’s rod and taste his cum, and he agreed and bought sleeping pills for me. In the middle of the day I quietly added sleeping pills to my brother’s lunch and in no time she was asleep. I twisted him hard and there was no response at all. So I backed off his pants, pulled out his rod and started fingering it. I put some lubricant in my hand and kept playing with my brother’s penis, in a short while my brother’s rod stood up proudly and measured 15cm, which was okay. Then I started sucking his dick until he completely ejaculated in my mouth, it felt fishier than dad’s cum. Then I came again greedily before he woke up.
But I also wanted him to take the initiative, so that he could remember his sister forever; and also make him fall into the vortex of sex completely. So I asked my dad to buy the kind of medicine that can make a man’s libido strong, and added it to my brother’s milk during breakfast. Dad went to work. He set up the VCR for me to come back and watch it at night. In order to further stimulate my brother’s libido and make him make a mistake, I wore a pink tight T-shirt that day, and I didn’t wear any underwear, and I didn’t wear any panties underneath, but only wore a short white skirt, with pink mesh stockings, which was sexy as hell. About an hour after breakfast, I noticed that my brother’s lower body was starting to stand up, and as my dad had already left for work, I started to plan to see what my brother was going to do to get it out of his system. I’m not dragging him out today so I don’t have to shower. I didn’t want him to just take out his desires on top of the clothes I had taken off. I came up with a great game for my brother to play with me. The rules of the game were that one person would be blindfolded and the other would hold something out to him, and he would first use his feet to touch it and identify it, and if he didn’t guess it, he would use his hands, and if that didn’t work, he would use his mouth. If neither of them guessed it, it would be a failure. Would have liked to propose that the person who failed to take off a piece of clothing, but think about their own can not be too active, so as not to arouse suspicion, to be raised by the younger brother can, but ultimately this little guy does not have the courage. Finally, when it was my turn to guess, my feet wrapped in pink mesh stockings touched the hot rod. Although I was blindfolded, I could imagine my brother in that kind of slutty position. Because of my experience in footjob with dad, my feet deftly teased my brother’s rod. My brother gasped in comfort. I pretended that I didn’t know what it was, but my foot did it with vigor.
My brother’s rod finally gave out and he left my feet for a while as he said, “Change hands and feel it.” I knew he had cum once. But my brother was young and had a sex drug in effect, and his rod didn’t even soften much. So I felt his whole body move next to mine and pull my hand to his rod. I slowly fingered it with my hand. But he didn’t dare to let my hand go down to its balls for fear of wearing out, so I couldn’t play with his genitals any further. But using the prostate fluid secreted from his horse’s eye as lubrication and my soft hands, I soon felt him about to cum again. My brother instinctively tried to retract, but I squeezed the rod and wouldn’t let go. While saying, “I’m about to guess,” I accelerated my movements and went to the bottom with each stroke. So the rod suddenly stiffened for a moment, and then began to throb. I took this opportunity and moved up. While saying, “I can’t use my hands, so I’ll try using my mouth,” I took a bite of the still-launching rod and sucked on it continuously. Feeling that it was almost ready, I asked, pretending to be innocent and naive, “Is it a rubber hose with water?” Now whenever I think about it, I can’t help but laugh out loud to myself. When I finished, I started to take off my blindfold, and when my brother saw this he hurriedly took his still throbbing rod back into his pants. And that was the end of the morning. It was semi-initiative on my part though.
After dinner in the afternoon, and of course I added the sex drug to the food he ate, I excused myself and went to my room on the pretext that I was going to take a nap. I didn’t close the door completely, but left it open. As I rolled over, my sexy panty-less bottom was exposed. As expected, my brother came in after pretending to knock on the door. He moved his head to my bottom and looked at it carefully. Then gently touched my pussy lips with his hand. It didn’t reach in. That wouldn’t satisfy his rod. My brother stood at the heel of the bed, positioned just right for my little stocking-wrapped feet. My brother pressed his rod against my foot and rubbed it gently.
After a long time, my brother got bold and stood next to me. I knew just by the smell and sound that his rod was right next to my face. My brother whispered, “Sis, you’re so beautiful, so sexy, I love you so much”, while masturbating to my beautiful face. Finally, this time he had the audacity to cum directly on my face. This was great, and I couldn’t wake up now. It felt like my face was covered in slippery cum. A little while later my brother brought me a warm towel to wipe it off, it was quite gentle, wasn’t it. So I thought it was almost time to get up. I pretended to be about to wake up and my brother slipped out of my room. But my brother didn’t look like he had cum enough, so I deliberately said, “Go get me a glass of milk.” I could see into the kitchen through the door to my room, and sure enough, my brother obliged while he shot another load in my glass and then mixed the cum with the milk. I was so happy when he served it to me, my brother finally knew how to defile a favorite girl. I drank every drop of the milk and his cum in front of him and told him it was good.
In the last two days, my brother tried everything to get me to drink his cum a few more times, and each time I played dumb and took it all. I even deliberately teased him by saying, “Is sis pretty? Is it good for sis to be your wife?” Every time this happened, my brother always turned red. Later I realized that since that summer vacation, my brother really fell in love with me and had no interest in other girls. Once by chance I went to his house, while he was away I peeked into his diary, which was full of thoughts and adoration for me and many sexual fantasies about me, I was so happy. Of course after that, whenever he had the chance, he tried to make me drink his cum or cum on my clothes. Well, that’s enough of my brother’s story for now.
The college student I met on the bus, as mentioned earlier, only played for a year before he graduated and went to another city. And we didn’t get in touch again. What I didn’t expect though was that what we were doing on the bus was seen by a group of middle school boys. A total of 4 of them. I didn’t know it at first, but it didn’t turn out too bad oh.
By then, the college student had been gone for some time. The 4 of them had probably been observing for a long time and decided that there wouldn’t be any more problems, so they started to make their move. On a Saturday, school was not in session, but that’s when I usually went to the library. I’m actually still good at studying, big chunks of my time have to be well spent on studying, and at home I’ll think about sex from time to time, and in the library I can be very mentally focused. Okay, continuing back to the previous topic. I took the car to the library like always, this time is always more traffic jam, so I am not in a hurry, when I found out, I have been surrounded by 4 junior high school film-like boys. 4 people are still good-looking, so I have a psychological advantage, by you guys to play is also possible. The one facing me opened his mouth and said, “That, sis,……,” and I deliberately said, “What’s the matter, little handsome?” They immediately both reddened. This time my psychological advantage became even more obvious.
Still, it was the first time I’d hung out with more than one person, and I felt a bit of heart-pounding excitement. I continued to stimulate them further, “So what do you guys want to hit on me for?” They stammered for half a day before I realized that they had seen the game I was playing with the college student in my car. So I deliberately pretended not to know and asked, “What game ah?” They stammered for half a day before saying, “It’s the one where they play with you with a meat stick.”…… So I asked directly, “You guys want to play it too?” At once 4 people are silent, I deliberately said: “Oh, not want to play ah, then forget it, had wanted to play.” They heard, busy said, “No, not, want to, want to play, just don’t know, how to say it, this ……” I looked at the 4 big boys red-faced, laughed to death. So I said, “Just mimic whatever you guys see, no? Don’t be too nervous (I but know that if you’re nervous, you can’t get hard, and that’s not fun) so the 4 men started to slowly have action. I think men playing sex games in front of others may have psychological barriers, but they alone and dare not find me, so I began to take the initiative. I reached down to the crotch of the boy in front of me and touched the zipper on his jeans, pulling it open, he looked restrained but with a look of longing in his eyes. I tried to pull out his rod, but with his pants on the one hand, and the fact that he was fully erect on the other, it took forever to get it out.
I was using my hand to go up and down, while rubbing my glans constantly on my skirt. The other 3 people watched and also finally let go of their hands and pulled out their meat sticks, the one behind me all of a sudden pushed his meat stick against my buttocks and rubbed it hard, the ones on either side of me also pushed hard against me me, one of them had the guts to pull up my other hand and put it on the hairy meat stick, I smiled slightly at him and he had a reddening of his face.
Instead of being pressed so tightly against me I got a thrill. But after all, they were inexperienced people, and in no time at all they came in a flood, all over my skirt. I was wearing a blue skirt that day, and this was a good thing, but it was still quite conspicuous. One of the boys was more attentive and rushed to take out a napkin to help me wipe. When the others saw it, they also acted hastily. Although the marks were still visible, they were much better. Afterward, they may be a thief to be weak, decided to get off. Before getting off the bus, the more attentive boy came to my ear and said, “I’m sorry, thank you.” I was quite touched and suddenly felt obligated to help those boys who couldn’t find a place to ejaculate, so that they could have fond memories of their adolescence and my body could be lent to them.
After that until college, I would run into them on the bus from time to time. Not always all 4 together, but we had a good time every time. They even asked me to go to their house, but I didn’t say yes. You don’t get raped on the bus, not at home. At the same time I told them I was still a virgin and they looked surprised. So I talked to them about my thinking and told them that I don’t mind having fun with guys, other than intercourse about virginity, which doesn’t count as intercourse anyway, so that I would still retain my virginity. And that my future partner would be female like me, that I was Lesbin, and that it was okay to have fun and excitement with boys, but not to lose what was important. Some people understand and some don’t, and some people think I’m pretending to be pure, and I don’t mind either way. And I like to see guys cum because of me, while at the same time being hard and mad that they can’t really have my flesh, that’s very fulfilling for me.
The college entrance exams also ended successfully, and I got into a good major university, studying biology related to it because I had been raised in a doctor’s family. Dad and I were going to celebrate. When dad asked me how I wanted to celebrate, I told him I wanted to take a cum bath. But we both knew that Dad’s ejaculation alone wouldn’t be enough, we would have to get someone else. Dad didn’t know what to do, so I said I had a couple of friends who could help. When Dad heard that, he immediately blushed and asked what was going on.
So I told him about the incident with the teacher and the car. At the same time I told him I hadn’t broken my virginity and was just playing around. Dad was still suspicious. I had to take off the only pink sculpted pantyhose I had on that I was wearing, split my legs open on the couch, spread my pussy lips with my hand and said, “Daddy can check it out!” Daddy checked carefully with his hand, and indeed the hymen was intact, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. I was also tickled by him touching me like that, and looking at Daddy’s similarly enlarged rod, an idea suddenly entered my mind. I said, “Why don’t Daddy stick his rod in some? How about ejaculating outside the hymen, and that would count as possessing all of me?” Daddy thought about it, so he came toward me with his penis. Said he would first blow me with his mouth.
So I masturbated and sucked dad’s cock at the same time, and when it was almost time, dad pulled out his rod, put my jade legs on his shoulders, and held the rod against my tender pussy, and gently inserted it, and when we felt the top of the hymen, he stopped, and then shallowly pumped in. My pussy lips were also rubbed so comfortably, lewd water flowed out in large quantities in a short while I reached an orgasm, Dad also ejaculated at this time, semen flowed out of my vagina. Dad immediately brought the camera and I cooperated to leave another nice souvenir. So dad and I planned the cum shower feast together.
Dad pretended to be an office worker I knew, so as to avoid being talked about and to prevent them from raping me. We had booked a room at a hotel earlier. I told my English teacher that I wanted to bathe in semen and asked him if he’d like to help me, and that I knew a few other students who could come along. He hesitated for a while because he wasn’t used to doing that in front of others, but eventually he couldn’t resist the temptation to agree. Then I approached the four middle schoolers, who were also used to playing together in front of others, so they readily agreed. I thought it might still not be enough, but I couldn’t find anyone else either, so the first thing I thought of was to buy oxycodone. Dad of course didn’t have to take it, he had to keep his sanity and his body was important, and for the others I discussed it with him, using 3 times the dose. Everything was arranged and so the wonderful night arrived.
It was a Saturday afternoon at 6:00 pm and we all met in the hotel room. At first everyone seemed a bit rushed, but slowly they got to talking, to tease them I deliberately asked them to tell me how each of them started this sex playmate relationship with me, at first everyone was silent, but after forcing the English teacher to start, slowly everyone let go and dad made up a random story. The drinks they were drinking had a triple dose of oxycodone that Dad and I had added beforehand.
So I said let’s get started, let’s all take off our clothes and compete first to see who has the biggest rod, the biggest can be the first to cum in my mouth. As soon as I heard that, all these men jumped at the chance. But of course I knew that the biggest one was Dad’s. And the English teacher’s was tied with a middle schooler for the bottom spot, which embarrassed him. I slowly began to remove my clothes as well, leaving only a pair of black lace and lace net stockings to use to stimulate their lust. Then we went to the bathroom. I got into the tub and sat on a small stool that had been specially prepared so that my face was almost at the height of their rods here. So I started to take my dad’s rod into my mouth and then held a rod in one hand and rimmed it. Then I signaled the remaining 3 that I had my change of underwear and socks from the week in a basin off to the side, and that they could play with the meat sticks with those if they liked, or they could surround themselves with me, whatever. So as expected, the English teacher immediately took out my stockings and wrapped them layer by layer around the rod and started to fiddle with it, and one of the middle school students used my panties and bra. Another one came up behind me and pushed his rod against my head, neck and back. I told them to let me know if they wanted to cum and I would decide where.
Although Dad was the most violently stimulated, he was also the most experienced, so he wasn’t the first to cum, the first was a middle schooler who said, I can’t, I’m going to cum. So I spit out Dad’s rod in my mouth and faced him aiming his glans at my chest. A powerful stream of cum flew straight up my chest. When he was done cumming I immediately spread it out with my hand so that as much skin as possible was exposed to the cum. Then said to him, Very good, go for it. After that I continued to hold my dad’s rod in my mouth. Finally, Daddy exploded in my mouth. I rinsed my mouth with Daddy’s cum, then spit it out and caught it in my hand and stretched it over my pussy in front of everyone, washing my pussy with Daddy’s cum. The others erupted even more sexually at the sight. I turned around and sucked the one behind me while letting the one who had jerked off earlier cum on my face. I used my hand to spread the cum evenly on my face as I gulped down the rod. Then the one who sucked the dick was about to cum too and I let him do it himself by cumming on my back and spreading it for me. The English teacher purposely took control and held out for the longest time, I guess to save some face, even though the others weren’t even paying attention and were too busy fucking me. After that I went hand to mouth and from time to time did footjob for them letting cum shoot on my feet and legs. They also fought bravely under the effect of the oxycodone, my body face, hair was shot with cum all over my body, I couldn’t even get my hands to smear it, it was so exciting, watching so many meat rods around me, it felt a different kind of exciting excitement.
Finally after 3 hours and about 8 or so cums from everyone except dad, everyone was at their limit and I was covered in cum from my head to my toes. Looking at their finally softening rods, I told them to gather around me and pee on me. Think of it as a rinse after washing with body wash. They found it exciting too, not to mention that I kept reminding the rest of them to drink water during the previous process, and each one now felt like holding quite a bit of urine. So all 5 of them joined together, and hot pee descended from my head and covered my entire body as well. I opened my mouth wide and took a sip without much of a foul taste. So exciting. Afterwards we all showered and saw that it was almost 11:00, so we each hit the road. Dad and I stayed to spend the night last, stopping by to put away the video camera that had been set up in the bathroom beforehand. The footage taken can be kept as a souvenir.
Finally began the university life. Dormitory conditions are still good, 4 people above the bed under the combination of cabinets writing desk, there is a balcony, in the two floors. After that I also found a girl who likes stockings as much as I do to make love to people. But here is to say is that I play with the boy’s things, so my love affair will not say.
College life is depressing for guys, especially those who can’t find a girlfriend. So many people who have no place to vent their desires start all kinds of lewd behavior, and that enriches my life. Someone on the school forum posted that they found boys exposing their penises to girls in one of the school buildings. So I started going to that building to study, expecting that inadvertently I would encounter it. The school’s men’s restroom was poorly designed, with the doorway that never closed facing the hallway and the urinals in full view. Of course, all the boys hid in the cubicles, so there was usually nothing. Once I walked down the corridor as I always did, I saw a boy go into the cubicle, but I didn’t care. I didn’t pay any attention to it, but when I turned the corner in front of the men’s restroom door, the guy suddenly came out of the cubicle, only to face me on purpose, and was stroking his erect penis! I knew I’d run into the pussy-whore. I was so happy that I pretended to have left without realizing it, but I had already memorized his face.
After about a month of observation, I basically grasped the pattern of his actions, and in order to stop him from being a bad influence on other female students, I decided to lure him to ejaculate on me. From time to time, he sexually harassed the girls who were reading or talking on the phone in the stairwells in the central school building, mainly by pretending to pass by the girls or going down the stairs and ejaculating on them behind their backs. Every Saturday and Sunday from 9- 10pm and other days in the afternoon mainly. But it seemed like I was only cumming once a day. So every Saturday and Sunday I went there and waited, each time wearing a short skirt and very provocative stockings. Of course so that no one else would know I went to the C.C. first and then changed my stockings in the restroom. Then I stood by the window in the stairwell, facing it, and pretended to read a book or talk on the phone. And I slightly raise my hips so that when I look under my short skirt from behind, I can see the panties, together with the black or red erotic stockings, which are used to stimulate his libido.
As luck would have it, the first time he did this he took the bait, I heard him coming down the stairs and then he went up and down a few more times as I purposely bucked my ample ass even more. Finally I felt a rush of heat in my thighs and calves and he cummed, I watched him pass me with one hand still in the stall position. I memorized his face again while he was around the corner of the stairs. I took my stocking off and realized he was still hovering in the hallway, so I put my cum stained stocking on the windowsill and left, I was sure he wouldn’t miss the gift.
After that I realized that if I sat on the stairs he would cum on my back, so whenever I wanted him to do that I always brought my jacket with me so I could cover him with it when he did. After a while longer, he all but started cumming on my head, and every time I pretended I was looking at the ceiling to see if there were any drips, giving him reason to come back another time. And after knowing that no more girls were being harassed on the forum Hou, I felt happy that he was finally slowly becoming addicted to simply cumming on me so that I could control him.
It’s not just in the hallways where good things happen, but also in the classrooms where things happen that are worth talking about. One summer morning, having a paper to catch up on, I was studying alone in building 2 when he showed up, probably having seen every classroom, and realizing that there was such an opportunity, he switched to my classroom. I wondered what he would do in this situation, so after a while I plopped down and pretended to be asleep, but all my mind was focused on him. It felt like he sat diagonally behind me and started masturbating into me, and after a short while, maybe he thought it was about time, he stood up and walked past me and looked out of the classroom, I think to see if there was anyone else. After that, went back to his seat, but instead of sitting down he slowly approached me, and finally he got so close to me that I could see his feet with both my eyes buried in my arms, and that’s how he ejaculated behind my back for a good half a minute or so. Since it was summer and I was wearing a silk top with a green color scheme, the cum was very noticeable.
I thought that was the end of it, but as soon as he left, a guy from study hall came in and sat right behind me! He saw all the cum on my back, but he was kind enough to remind me that there was water on my back. I think he was just too embarrassed to say so, so I pretended to thank him and went to the restroom to take care of it.
And then there is the library, before I noticed that he pretends to pass behind the girls who are standing and reading here in the bookshelf, and shoots on their lower body, and also sometimes he will face the girls through the bookshelf and pull out his meat stick naked. So I was already studying in the library a lot, and whenever I saw him walking deeper into the bookshelves, I followed him, picking a spot where no one else was squatting down to pick out a book. Not once did he let me down, maybe because he was used to me in the hallways, he wasn’t as careful as he was with other girls, basically either masturbating directly through the shelves for me, or cumming as he passed behind me. And then I’d be left alone to deal with his traces alone.
Slowly, he became more and more wanton in front of me, often jerking off to me while I was in the stairwell, frontal and naked, sometimes with the stockings I’d left behind that day on top! I usually pretended not to care about passing him and then found a place to wait for him to come up and ejaculate. Finally, one day, instead of approaching me from behind like he always did, he came up the stairs from below and pulled out his rod and stroked it right in front of me! I didn’t react for a second, and a hot stream of semen was already shooting onto my face!
He seemed to have something more to say and didn’t just leave as he had before. After a while, he spoke, “Can you toy with me? I mean, this, I’m actually very against men toying with women, I want you to be able to play with me and use me as a toy, this, is that okay?” This was the first time I’d heard such a theory, but I thought it was good, and in front of him I ate the cum he’d shot on my face, and then told him that it was okay, but that he would have to be faithful to me alone, and couldn’t do that to another girl. And he agreed, in fact he kept his word until I graduated.
I left him my phone number and my class times and told him to text me any other time if he got needy and I’d tell him where I was and he could come over to me and I’d help him get it out. I also made it a rule for him to keep his rod and balls in my stockings every day. Every night I’d give him the stockings I’d worn, and the next day he’d put them on for the day, then wash them for me and give them back to me. The first week after that was heavenly, he came on to me 3 times a day. Since it was school, I mostly just played around with oral sex, we played in stairwells, study rooms, and libraries. He would often buy me good food, but he also often ejaculated on top of the food and made me eat it with him, but I didn’t hate that. He loves my stocking legs the most, he has to sniff and lick them every time, and he also likes to cum in my shoes, saying that it takes care of the soles of my feet.
College life has a lot of time for itself, and I was planning on getting a job, mostly for social exposure. Like many college students, I looked for a tutoring job to teach English. When looking at the profiles of hiring families, I intentionally picked positions for tutoring high school boys whose homes were farther away from school. After selecting and contacting agents, I finalized one and met with both parties for the first time in early April to teach.
Every time or two I realized that that high school student was the kind of person who was known as an otaku, that is, the one who likes anime games, and of course this kind of person doesn’t have much of a girl’s edge. Although he was quite white, he stayed at home except for school classes, not much socializing, and played games and computers all by himself. When I visited his room, I noticed a lot of posters and models of beautiful girls. After paying attention to the words on them, I searched the internet and found that many of them were for pornographic games. Looks like there’s fun to be had.
In order to understand what such boys are looking at, I downloaded a pornographic game, the name of which I forget. It was fun to play it myself, because I was already into girls, and it just fulfilled my sexual fantasies about the female side, and then my wife and I also played games about lesbians and imitated sex. Okay, back to the topic. During a homeschooling session, I was going to dress similarly to a character in one of these games to see how he would react. I chose a character who dressed closer to us normal people, put my long black hair in two ponytails, wore a red t-shirt, a black skirt and black midi socks and black shoes. I still felt like myself, and then I went to his house.
His dad also works a lot of overtime on Saturdays, so when I got to his house at 1:00, he was the only one there. Sure enough, he saw me in this outfit and instantly did a double take, but rationally suppressed it. The room was air-conditioned and the temperature was right, and he was only wearing a thin pair of pants, so it was very obvious when the meat stick was erect because of me. I pretended not to see it and started lecturing as usual. He had been distracted, so I deliberately asked, “What’s wrong, is there something to do? You don’t seem to want to study today, do you?” He lied that he slept too late yesterday and was too tired. I said, “Then what do you do at night? He said playing games. I pretended to be interested and asked what games ah, my sister wants to play too. I knew what kind of game it was when I saw him push. 2 hours had passed and I was done for the day, so I was going to tease him a little bit.
I asked him intentionally about his dad working overtime on weekends as well, and he told me that his dad is an architect and is very busy, and he may not come back for a week when there are tasks on the project. Today, he won’t be back until the evening either. So I said: Sister is a bit tired, can you sleep here for a while before going back? He happily agreed, and I knew he had something evil in mind.
So I pretended to fall asleep on the table. After a while, I heard him come behind me and quietly call out to me, and when there was no response, he leaned over some more, and I continued to wait. Seeing that I was really asleep, he burrowed under the table. I had deliberately spread my legs earlier, so this time, the view under my skirt was unobstructed. Today, in order to stimulate him, I wore a cut-out pink panty, so he was directly able to see my honey hole. Sure enough his breathing started to get heavy. After a while, I heard the sound of a digital camera, so it was taking pictures of my private parts, I got even more excited. After a few more shots, he got out from under the table, walked over to me, gently touched me, and when I didn’t react, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his rod. Should for buried his face, I could not see his rod, only through his feet know that he was behind my right side. Such a scene reminds me of that time in college, good brother, cum.
After a while he ejaculated, but not on me, but in his own hand. I woke up at the right time when he went to wash his hands afterward. That will have to do for today for now, I thought. So it was back to the house.
Soon after that, it was tutoring time again. This time I wore a low cut white leotard and purposely didn’t wear a bra in order to make him feel the intensity again. When I entered his house and took off my jacket, my firm nipples and my cleavage were clearly visible. Sure enough, his eyes never left my breasts. I purposely sat next to him during tutoring and rubbed my breasts against his arm. After a while he couldn’t take it anymore, and his breathing was obviously shortened. After that it was a little while later, I purposely knocked over my glass of water so that it spilled on my chest and my dress became transparent, but I still pressed up against him during the lecture.
Seeing that the time was almost right, I deliberately touched my pen down under the table and bent over to pick it up. I was wearing a super short skirt and no panties that day, and before bending over I lifted my skirt up slightly so that my pussy was completely exposed to him! He instantly lost control and hugged me from behind, pressing his face against my pussy while saying: Sister, I like you so much, I can’t stand it! I deliberately asked: what can’t stand it? He started to be incoherent: “Sister you are so sexy, your breasts, your bottom I saw it all, I can’t, I want to have sex with you!” I pretended not to hear him, “What do you want to do?” He said, “That, I want to make love to you” “You’re still a kid, aren’t you?” He immediately said, “No, no, I’m an adult.” I laughed as I said, “Where do you look like an adult? Let me see.”
He stammered and thought for a while, then suddenly took down his pants, to my surprise, his meat stick was very big, and it was already majestically sticking up. I roughly estimated that it was almost 18cm, at once I started to get excited, I hadn’t played with such a big meat stick yet.
I reached out and took hold of his already large erect rod and said, “How do you want to do it with me? Sister has a favorite, can’t let you stick it in oh.” He didn’t know what to do when he heard that, I took the opportunity to say, “But the others can oh!” After saying that I kissed him below his glans before he could react, and all of a sudden his glans reddened him and his rod became thicker. I asked, “How do you want my sister to get it for you?” He wanted me to help him oral sex, this is exactly what I want, I make all the effort, not more than 5 minutes he ejaculated in my mouth, I ate all of it, his semen is relatively thin, maybe it is often masturbation relationship put. After the blowjob, he wanted to come again. I know that these boys are especially excited because it’s their first sexual experience and they can get erect and cum several times in a row, so I asked him how he wanted to come this time. He still had a glimmer of hope and asked if he could have sex with me, which I again firmly rebuffed by offering to breastfeed him or not, which he had to accept. I took off my tights, took hold of his rod and held it between my breasts, massaging the rod like the AV actresses I had watched earlier, occasionally rubbing it against my nipples. Again not long after, he cummed again, on my breasts. I slowly spread his cum all over my breasts, it was so exciting.
He wanted more after that and I decided to do it. I told him he could cum all over me instead of having sex, and he thought it was quite a novelty and agreed. So I worked with him and he shot another time on each of my face, back, stomach, thighs, calves and feet. That last time on my stockinged feet, he said the rod had been nothing but pain. But it was finally the fulfillment of what he had always wanted and I was happy that I had been able to do it.
When we finally left I asked him, do you think your sister is a slut? He said no. I said then I’ll reward you with a toy that I can play with for you every time if you listen to me. So I got a toy every weekend for 1 1/2 years of college. He also ordered me one of those anime character outfits and let me play with him in them and it was exciting every time.
My professional studies have enabled me to understand more about men’s and women’s bodies. Through the reading of various books and information on the Internet, I also learned that in addition to dream ejaculation and active ejaculation, men also have a way of ejaculation called slippery ejaculation, which is also a kind of ejaculation, except that it occurs in the waking state. So I wanted to meet this condition too. But this ran into problems, because looking for familiar people can not, usually are very familiar with my body, just teasing is not possible, it is impossible to ejaculate that way. And the unfamiliar ones can’t either, I don’t know what they will do, and if they don’t listen, they may not be able to resist masturbating themselves, which would be meaningless. So I spent a lot of time in picking people.
Finally I decided to choose a very cowardly character of the boys, of course, long to be very clean, so as to meet my standards. Of course, I know that the initiative to find the missing, this can only chance, so I just usually pay attention to, but also no can go to find. Of course, the opportunity still came. In a friend’s birthday party, the target appeared. He is my friend’s forum, because it is a forum collective activities, so everyone is actually not very familiar with each other, which will not cause me any problems. He was kind of clean-cut looking, and I later learned that he was also mildly autistic and was usually always alone. Exactly my ideal type, and I made up my mind that I was going to make him cum for me.
_ So I sat next to him at dinner, seemingly casually, and then had a conversation without a word, left contact information, the first contact here for the time being. After that, I chatted with him online and found that although in reality he is a relatively autistic person, but on the network is very active, basically dare to say anything, which is good. I began to slowly move the conversation toward feelings, and then after a few more chats, the conversation began to move toward sex. He said that he knows all kinds of sex methods, I deliberately pretended to be curious to ask him what are some, and then he listed a long list up, basically AV inside, but AV inside is not “slippery” this kind of have to, so I asked: “Do you know that there is also a kind of ejaculation called slippery ejaculation method? ” As expected, he didn’t know about it, and after explaining, he said he didn’t believe that it was possible. So I asked, “Do you want to try it?” He said, “How can I try?” I said, “You can only try this, how about I figure out how to turn you on?” He thought I was joking and said okay. So I told him I’d meet him this Saturday at a hotel not far from the school, and in fact, until we met he thought I was joking.
The day finally came and I had a lot of sexy stocking lingerie and such in my carry-on bag. We met in front of the hostel where we had arranged to meet. He thought I was looking for him for something else and was going somewhere else. When I did bring him to the room, he started to get his hands dirty.
I made a deal with him just to try and see the possibility of slipping the legacy this, and to offer some extra services if it performed well. He finally agreed. So to be on the safe side, the main thing was to control him to never masturbate. Because I know that when the libido is high, even one or two rapid strokes may ejaculate, and after ejaculating once, it is very difficult to ejaculate. So I tied the naked man to the bed with stockings, leaving the raised rod free to move. So I started to undress, until only the stockings were left.
I started to say teasing things and asked him what he wanted me to do, he wanted me to show him my pussy, so I sat across his chest with my bottom in his face, I spread my labia myself and he watched, breathing heavier, and I noticed that his rod was getting even more engorged. Later he asked me to masturbate again to show him, I kept stroking myself in front of him, teasing his nerves and kept changing the erotic lingerie stockings I brought. Finally after an hour or so of hard work, with him saying, “I’m going to cum.” His rod, which had not been touched by me, began to cum with a jump. The experiment was successful!
I purposely licked the cum he shot out and then started to get dressed. I didn’t cut him loose because I should for fear that he hadn’t come to his senses yet from his earlier teasing and raped me, and then I’d lose out. Once dressed, I poured water. Both of them rested for a while and calmed down. Then I told him that I had succeeded in my experiment with Happy and asked him what he wanted as a reward. He said whatever, but wanted me to give him some worn underwear panties stockings, etc., and I gave him what I brought. Then just like that he was still tied to the bed and I gave him another blowjob before I was relieved to be untied.
When he cleaned up, I had a whim and asked him if he wanted to show the hotel waitress lady his rod and see him cumming as I lay on the bed, stimulating and exciting? He said yes. So I told him my plan. I called the front desk and ordered a meal and asked for it to be sent up. Then unlocked the door. I lay down on the side against the door of the room and had him spread his legs apart with both knees crotched on either side of my body so that his rod was in front of me, and I sucked his cock straight to the point that he was ready to cum anytime he wanted to. It wasn’t long before there was a knock on the door and a sweet female voice told us something had been sent up. I said the door was open, please come in and then quickly worked his rod. The waitress walked in and saw the ugliness at once and was in a panic. He also took advantage of this and shot all over my face in front of the waitress.
The waitress was stunned, I hurriedly got up and took the tray in her hand, signaling him to go to the restroom while comforting the waitress. The waitress was a working girl from the countryside and was not so open-minded. It took me a long time to calm her down. But it was also really exciting. It was also my first time playing sex games with a man in front of other girls, and it was a good experience for me.
After the slippery ejaculation experiment, the boy and I didn’t have much else to interact with afterwards, it was just a game after all.
Throughout my college life, I never lacked the opportunity to play with men, basically every week to let the boys cum several times, of course, back home on vacation and my father’s sexual paradise, sometimes during the day to find high school teachers to play, before the bus to meet those boys and some of their good friends sometimes go out to play together, of course, mainly sex games. However, I am very proud of the fact that compared to those early college slutty female classmates who lost their virginity, I am still a virgin to this day. I can say that compared to those people I don’t know how many times more pure.
After graduation I went to study abroad because I got pretty good grades and stayed with my mom. I don’t have any interest in white blacks or any other race, and my new school doesn’t have any good Asian male targets for a while, so my story is over for now, but now I have my new girlfriend to keep me company, and it’s just as sexually pleasurable.