جوارب ياتشي المثيرة — Section 1

At the company where I work there was a woman who was exceptionally beautiful. Her name was Yaqi. She was a supervisor, and still a beauty that plenty of men pursued, and Yaqi wore stockings almost all year round.

In summer she was usually in a white blouse, a white skirt, and stockings, plus a pair of white high heels. In winter Yaqi wore boots, slightly thicker nude or black stockings, and a pencil skirt.

Whenever I had the chance I stared at Yaqi's legs. Her legs were long and slender, and the way she walked was sexy too. You could say I liked Yaqi and her beautiful stockinged legs.

Once, at a training session, Yaqi and I were put in the same classroom. Yaqi sat in front of me.

It was summer, and I was wearing sandals with no socks. On a sudden impulse I slipped off a sandal and brushed my foot along Yaqi's calf. God, that felt good. The moment I finished I ducked my head and pretended to take notes. In my heart I thought: Yaqi must be turning around to glare at me in anger.

One Saturday of a two-day weekend, I got a call from Yaqi out of nowhere. She told me to come to her place. I was thoroughly puzzled.

So I followed the address she had given me and went to her home.

The moment I stepped through the door I held my breath. What Yaqi was wearing was utterly ravishing: a white spaghetti-strap dress, her legs sheathed in nude stockings. I stared at her, dumbstruck. Yaqi gave a soft, bright smile and said, "What are you doing? Am I pretty?" I nodded at once and said, "Pret—pretty. Very pretty." I had come in through her door, and she said, "Sit. Want something to drink?" "Whatever." She walked toward the kitchen, her short skirt swaying with every step. I stared at Yaqi's legs. They were far too sexy. Before I knew it, my cock was hard.

I asked, "You live alone?"

"I live with my sister."

"Oh."

"I want to ask you something. Answer me honestly."

"What is it?"

"At the training last time, were you the one who touched my leg?"

My face went red at once. I stammered, "Y-yes. I..."

"Why is it that every time I look, I catch you staring at my legs?"

"I... because I like you..."

Yaqi blushed too. She said, "You like my stockings, don't you."

"Mm."

"I know a lot of guys like my stockings. That's exactly why I wear them every day."

My cock was so hard I could barely stand it. Right then I wanted so badly to touch Yaqi's legs, so I gathered my nerve and said, "Will you let me touch your legs? I really want to."

Yaqi stared at me with wide eyes. I was terrified. After a moment she said, "I'll let you. Come to the bedroom."

It was completely beyond anything I had expected. Delighted, I followed Yaqi into the room. I was just about to crouch down and touch her legs when she quickly stepped aside and said, "Wait a moment. Let me ask you—do you really like me?"

I said, "Yes. Even if you weren't wearing stockings, I'd still like you, because you're too beautiful."

When Yaqi heard that, her face went even redder. In a soft, coy voice she said, "But I have to tell you a secret. I'm a man. I'm a crossdresser, a CD. Do you still want to hold me?"

I could hardly believe my ears. I didn't say a word. I pulled her into my arms.

Yaqi did something that astonished me too. She came and kissed me, and I offered my mouth in return, and our tongues started to wrestle.

That taste was incredible. Yaqi was the most beautiful woman supervisor at our company. Even though I now knew she was not truly a woman, in that moment I was only more excited. I heard her breathing in my ear. After a few minutes I felt my trousers and underwear being pulled down. It was Yaqi who pulled them down.

Yaqi slipped a hand into my crotch and started stroking my burning cock.

I was so excited. All I had wanted was to touch her stockings, and I had never imagined this.

So I slid my hand up under Yaqi's skirt. At last I was touching her stockings. My hand wandered along the inside of her thighs, then between her legs, and sure enough there was a soft cock there.

Then I brought my hand back up, slipped it inside her clothes, and felt her breasts. They were made of silicone, but they felt incredibly full—soft, smooth, so realistic. In that instant I felt better than being a god.

Another ten-odd minutes passed and I came, all over Yaqi's hand. She drew her hand out and asked me, "This is the first time I've ever stroked a man until he came." "Mm." "Is it all right if I swallow it?" "Go ahead and eat it. Nothing will happen." So Yaqi swallowed my cum.

Yaqi said, "Don't I usually look very ladylike to you? That's an act. Every time I dress up, I get filthy and I want a man's cock." "I still want to touch." Yaqi said, "I'll let you touch, but I want to have sex with you. Promise me." God. Of course I promised. I hesitated a moment, though, and said, "Will there be any problem?" "I have condoms." I was completely at ease then. I stripped out of my clothes in a rush.

Yaqi sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the dress off over her head. On that pale body she wore a black bra. I went to her at once, laid her back on the bed, tugged her bra off, and rubbed both hands over the silicone breasts.

Pinned under me, Yaqi said, "Gentler. They're only stuck on with glue. If you pull too hard they'll come off." So I slowed down.

I looked at Yaqi. Her face was red. "You're the first man who knows I have a cock. The first time for my ass, I'm giving it to you..." "I'll enjoy it properly." Then Yaqi closed her eyes and laid both hands flat on the bed.

Yaqi was still wearing stockings, so my lower body felt very slippery. After feeling her fake breasts for a few minutes I turned the other way and started licking those beautiful stockinged legs, from her toes to her thighs. Every inch of skin I licked carefully, seriously, once through.

And Yaqi took my cock in her mouth and gave me head. It felt so good at once. First she held my cock in her hand, stuck her tongue out, and licked lightly over the head, then worked slowly down from the head all the way to the base.

Then she slowly took my cock into her mouth and held it there like that.

I had licked from her toes to her cock, licking her glans through the stockings. The nylon there had long since been soaked by her precum. Now and then I played with Yaqi's balls in my hand. Yaqi started to moan. "Oh... oh, gentler... gentler..." Listening to her felt wonderful.

I opened my mouth and lightly bit Yaqi's balls. More fluid leaked from the head of her cock and seeped through the stockings. I drank all of it.

Then I started stroking her beautiful stockinged legs and pressed my face to her cock through the nylon.

Yaqi was sucking me, and I came all at once. Yaqi must have swallowed that too.

I turned back around, set both hands on her breasts, and kneaded them gently.

Yaqi touched my face with both hands and said, "I feel so good. Thank you for keeping me company today." "I feel amazing too."

I had watched shemale porn before, and suddenly I wanted to jerk off together with Yaqi's cock.

So I straddled Yaqi and laid my cock on top of hers. Hers was so thick and big, thicker and longer than mine. With my cock and Yaqi's cock together, by size alone it almost looked as if I were the crossdresser. But I knew Yaqi's cock was only an ornament that excited me. I was like a conqueror, gripping both cocks and stroking them back and forth. "Oh..." moaned from Yaqi's mouth, and the look on her face was utterly wanton.

After a while Yaqi reached for our cocks and said, "Let me. Please go touch me down there. Please, I'm so itchy. I'm begging you." So Yaqi wrapped both hands around the two cocks and pumped them up and down without stopping, while both of my hands reached around behind to feel her ass and her thighs.

I pushed one finger toward her asshole through the stockings. A moment later I came on Yaqi's pubic hair, then used my hand to smear the cum all over the whole length of her cock.

After we finished jerking off I lay back down. Then Yaqi rolled a condom onto me, smeared on lubricant, and panted, "Get inside me. Hurry. I can't take it anymore." So I lay on top of her and pushed my cock—a little shorter than Yaqi's, but still fifteen centimeters long—straight into her ass.

I had forgotten Yaqi was still wearing stockings, so I tore open the lower part and then pushed in.

She felt so tight. Yaqi started to cry out, "It hurts. Slower." I said, "Don't be afraid. I'll be gentle." Like that, I slowly pushed my way in. That tight anus wrapped around my cock. At last I had Yaqi—the most beautiful crossdressing beauty at our company. After a long while I was all the way inside. I paused. Flush after flush of red rose across Yaqi's face. Her cock stood straight up. Yaqi said, "You've got me now." I said, "You're mine. From now on, don't go thinking about men and touching yourself when you're alone, all right?" "You bad boy. How many more times do you still want to do it. Oh... oh... it hurts." Hearing Yaqi cry out felt so good. I lay on top of her and moved back and forth, my hands never leaving the stockings on her legs, while Yaqi clung to me tightly with both arms.

My cock was a little smaller than Yaqi's, but inside her ass it still felt very tight, and very good.

I thrust, then rolled us over so Yaqi was on top of me. That way I could touch her cock. Now Yaqi was the one riding up and down. I stroked her cock for a while, then moved down to feel her stockinged legs and her ass.

Yaqi's ass was full too. I felt it for a while, then peeled the stockings off so I was touching the skin of her ass directly.

While she rode me I ran my hands from her legs to her ass, then her back, her fake breasts, all the way up to her face.

Another ten-odd minutes passed and we switched back. I lay on top of Yaqi and thrust even harder.

I pulled out several times. After about forty minutes I came. This was already the nth time. Then Yaqi started crying out like she had gone wild...

Slowly, I pulled my cock out.

I lay on the bed and did nothing. Yaqi was still stroking her own cock. I asked, "Still want to play?"

"I... I still want more." So I turned around. Yaqi lay on top of me, and we went down on each other again. This time there were no stockings over her ass. I pushed my fingers straight in. After the oral my desire rose again. I lay on the bed and rubbed my cock from her feet up her legs over the stockings. Yaqi even pinched the head of my cock between her toes.

Then I had Yaqi clamp my cock tight between her stockinged legs. I started moving, and then I came on Yaqi's stockings.

Last of all I entered Yaqi's ass again and came inside her rectum.

We were both exhausted. I held Yaqi, and we slept...

We slept for an hour. I said, "Get up, quick. If your sister finds out, then..." "Don't be afraid. She isn't actually my sister. She's my wife. But she's on the mainland. She only comes back once every two or three months. I need the bathroom."

So we came out of the bedroom. Yaqi went to the toilet still wearing the stockings smeared with cum and saliva.

After the bathroom I said, "Let me take your stockings off." I worked Yaqi's stockings down with my mouth. Even with the cum and saliva, the pair was still very smooth.

I said, "Will you give me the stockings?" Yaqi said, "Of course." Then we tidied her bed together.

Later we showered together. When we came out I said, "Can I dress you?" Yaqi said, "Right now I'll listen to you in everything." I felt warm and pleased inside, because she was already my woman.

She handed me a black bra. I put it on Yaqi, then helped her into a pair of black panties and sheer nude stockings. At the start Yaqi had only been wearing stockings, no panties.

Once she was dressed I stroked her gently from her cock all the way down to her feet.

Yaqi put the skirt on herself.

After she was dressed, Yaqi said, "I want to show you something." Yaqi opened a cabinet. Inside were lots of stockings, all nude and black, and white and black panties and bras.

I said, "Can you give me some stockings?" "Mm." I took three packs of nude stockings, two bras, and two pairs of panties.

This trip had not been for nothing. I had not only taken stockings. I had gotten my arms around a crossdressing beauty.