Weekend's Frenzy Date
Saturday morning at nine, Lin Xiaoyang picks up Su Yuqing right outside the mall.
She's wearing a white cropped blouse with ultra-short denim hot pants underneath, her legs sheathed in ultra-thin glossy black stockings, feet slipped into 10cm nude strappy sandals. Her toes gleam with wine-red gradient glitter, dazzling under the sunlight.
She pounces and hugs his arm, her breasts rubbing against him until he's rock-hard in an instant: "Master~ Today's all ours~"
Lin Xiaoyang stares at those legs, his mind flooded with last night's memories of pounding Lin Hongyi—yet Su Yuqing's youthful, slutty getup leaves him parched with desire.
First stop: Mall fitting room
Su Yuqing drags him straight to the third-floor women's section, yanks him into a spacious fitting room, and draws the curtain.
She slips on an ultra-short skirt, the hem barely skimming her ass. She spins around, hikes it up, exposing her bare pussy—the crotch of her glossy black stockings already slick and shining.
"Master~ Does this skirt look too short~?"
Lin Xiaoyang can't hold back. He yanks down his zipper, rams his cock straight into her pussy, and pounds her from behind.
People bustle right outside the fitting room, the curtain shaking wildly.
"Ah... Master... go easy... they'll hear us..."
Su Yuqing bites her lip, moaning as she rises on her black-stockinged tiptoes, the sandal straps biting red welts into her ankles.
Lin Xiaoyang grips her waist, thrusting fast and brutal: "Let 'em hear! This ex-girlfriend pussy? I fuck it whenever I damn well please!"
Less than five minutes later, he growls low and unloads, flooding her pussy with cum. The heat makes her shriek—she clamps a hand over her mouth as her walls clench in orgasm.
Second stop: Restaurant bathroom
Midday lunch in a private booth.
Halfway through the meal, Su Yuqing ducks under the table, unzips him, and swallows his cock whole.
A server knocks outside, asking about more dishes.
"Fuck... Yuqing, you're insane..."
Lin Xiaoyang grits his teeth against the moans, forcing out a casual "No thanks" to the server.
Su Yuqing slurps noisily, tongue probing his slit, hand pumping the shaft: "Master~ I'm hungry... I want your cum~"
The stimulation tingles his scalp numb. He erupts, filling her mouth. She gulps it down, licks the pearly remnants from her lips, then crawls out with a grin.
Third stop: Clothing store mirror
Afternoon. Su Yuqing tries on a low-cut dress, twirling before the mirror.
The second the clerk steps away, she pulls Lin Xiaoyang to the glass, turns her back to him, hikes the skirt, and spreads her pussy: "Master~ Fuck me here. Let me watch myself get fucked in the mirror~"
He slides in from behind. In the reflection, their bodies overlap—her tits bounce wildly, black-stockinged legs taut as wires.
"Ah... Master... so deep... you're fucking me to death... I look so slutty in the mirror..."
Lin Xiaoyang chokes her throat, pounding ruthless and rapid: "Watch close—see how I fuck you! This slut pussy is mine!"
After he cums, he smears the load along the inside of her black-stockinged thighs, drops the skirt, and strolls out like nothing happened.
Fourth stop: Movie theater back row
Evening horror flick, sparse crowd.
Lights dim, and Su Yuqing straddles his lap, hikes her skirt, impales herself on his cock, and rides up and down.
Ghosts scream on the big screen, but her moans drown them out: "Master... fuck me... ah... feels so good... everyone in the movie has no idea I'm getting fucked..."
Lin Xiaoyang grips her waist, bucking up hard—the seat creaks in protest: "Scream louder! Let the whole theater know I'm fucking you!"
After the final load, Su Yuqing slumps against him, pussy brimming with cum. They linger until the credits roll.
All day, Lin Xiaoyang blows eight loads—his legs wobble like jelly.
Su Yuqing beams like a sated kitten, clinging to his arm: "Master, happy today? Tomorrow we keep going~"
Lin Xiaoyang eyes her cum-soaked black-stockinged legs and thinks: This little vixen is sluttier than Lin Hongyi.
Nine-forty PM, theater empties.
Lin Xiaoyang has his arm around Su Yuqing as they emerge from the dark auditorium, her pussy still gripping the last load—glossy streaks shimmer on her inner black-stockinged thighs with every step.
They step into the lobby—and freeze.
Lin Hongyi stands there in a champagne trench coat over a black deep-V knit dress, her flesh-colored stockings leading to 15cm peep-toe stilettos. She holds a ticket for the same showing, smiling sweetly by the ticket machine.
All three go rigid.
The air hangs deathly still.
Lin Hongyi speaks first, voice sugary soft with a razor edge: "Oh my, Xiaoyang? What a coincidence~"
Her gaze flicks to his arm around Su Yuqing, then lingers on those cum-glossed black-stockinged legs. "And who's this little miss...?"
Su Yuqing snaps to, flashing a pure, gracious smile as she extends a hand: "Hi, Auntie~ I'm Su Yuqing, Xiaoyang's girlfriend~"
"You're his godmother, right? He mentions you all the time—says you're so good to him~"
Lin Hongyi's eyes crinkle in a smile as she shakes—squeezing until Su Yuqing's fingertips blanch: "So you're the little girlfriend! So pretty~"
"Xiaoyang's no good with words—always causing me trouble. Auntie was bored tonight, came for a movie alone. Bumping into you lovebirds? Perfect~"
Lin Xiaoyang stands trapped in the middle, cold sweat pouring, calves cramping.
Lin Hongyi suggests: "We're all here—night snack on me~?"
Su Yuqing jumps in: "Yay, yes! Auntie's so generous!"
So the trio heads to the mall's top-floor barbecue joint, claiming a cozy booth.
Once seated, the real hell erupts.
Lin Hongyi (smiling, skewers a grilled shrimp for Su Yuqing): "Yuqing, eat up—calcium for growing girls~"
Su Yuqing (sweetly takes it, deliberately licks the tail): "Thanks, Auntie~ I am low on calcium. Xiaoyang makes me chug milk every night~"
Lin Hongyi (skewers grilled kidneys for Lin Xiaoyang): "Xiaoyang, kidneys for stamina~ Auntie thinks you're looking a bit drained lately."
Su Yuqing (pounces): "Totally, Auntie—he's been so tired. I keep him exercising late every night~"
Lin Hongyi (even gentler smile, skewers leeks for Su Yuqing): "Girls, take care—don't overdo it. Bad for the kidneys~"
Su Yuqing (shoves leeks into Lin Xiaoyang's mouth, innocent grin): "No worries, Auntie—I'm in great shape~ And Xiaoyang bounces back fast. Multiple rounds a night, no sweat~"
Lin Xiaoyang chokes on leeks, face beet-red, sandwiched silent—frantically pouring drinks for both.
Lin Hongyi (pours Su Yuqing wine): "So pretty—Xiaoyang must spoil you rotten?"
Su Yuqing (slides her stockinged foot under the table, toe rubbing his crotch): "Of course~ He obeys me like a puppy—east if I say east, no west~"
Lin Hongyi (extends her flesh-colored stockinged foot, clashing toes-over-cock): "Really? Auntie might need to... inspect~"
Two stockinged feet clamp his cock—one glossy black, one flesh-toned suspender—gently grinding left and right.
Lin Xiaoyang throbs painfully hard, sweat trickling from his temples, drink-glass hand trembling.
Lin Hongyi and Su Yuqing lock eyes—smiles warm and chummy above, vicious duel below.
Lin Xiaoyang, crushed between, wants to weep—praying madly: Don't fight... please don't fight...
In the booth's dim glow, coals hiss.
Lin Xiaoyang sandwiched—Lin Hongyi left, Su Yuqing right. Laughter above, war below.
Under-table battlefield report
Lin Hongyi's flesh-colored suspender-stockinged foot (15cm peep-toe heels kicked off), sole fever-hot with a night's foot sweat, wine-red toenails gleaming. It pins the left side of Lin Xiaoyang's cock from base to tip, grinding slow—heel crushing his balls like she wants to shatter his soul.
Su Yuqing's glossy black-stockinged foot (strappy sandals ditched), snowy instep, wine-red gradient-glitter toes. It flanks from the right, digits nimbly pinching the head, twisting like ripe fruit.
In the cramped tablecloth shadows, feet clash—his cock a "sandwich." Left: mature flesh-toned warmth. Right: youthful black silk sleekness. Dual textures grind him raw, agony and purple-veined erection.
Verbal barrage launches
Lin Hongyi (skewers grilled brains, beaming at Su Yuqing): "Yuqing, brains for smarts~ Young girls need 'em—or you won't keep a man in line~"
Su Yuqing (takes it, nibbles daintily): "Thanks for the care, Auntie~ But my Xiaoyang's perfect—kneel and he kneels, lick and he licks. No brains required~"
Lin Hongyi (sole slams down under-table, grinding balls excruciating): "Really? Auntie has tips—some men act obedient but stray. Check their 'homework' often, or they sneak off~"
Su Yuqing (toes viciously twist the head under-table, slit oozing pre): "Spot on, Auntie~ I inspect daily. One whiff of another woman's scent on his cock? I know~"
Lin Hongyi (instep slides up the shaft, seam teasing the ridge): "Sharp nose~ But some scents? Unwashable. Like... Mommy's~"
Su Yuqing (sole mashes the head flat, smile angelic and venomous): "Mommy-scent? No fear. But old-lady stink? Ages like that, clings forever~"
Lin Xiaoyang's veins bulge under the vise, sweat pouring, glass shaking like a sieve, voice cracking: "I... gotta hit the bathroom..."
Lin Hongyi and Su Yuqing chime sweetly: "We'll go too~"
Feet double down—left flesh-toned crushes balls, right black twists head—locking him immobile.
Lin Xiaoyang bites back a scream, face purple.
Lin Hongyi (pours wine, tenderly): "More, Yuqing? Strong stuff—sleep like a baby~"
Su Yuqing (toasts, yanking cock toward her sole): "Thanks, Auntie~ I always down hot stuff pre-bed. Xiaoyang pumps me full of warm milk nightly—no spills~"
Lin Hongyi (toes clamp the root, strangling hard): "Good reminder—too much milk bloats you. Rein some parts in, or men tire~"
Su Yuqing (toe digs the slit, pure as snow): "No worries, Auntie~ Xiaoyang's appetite is endless~"
Lin Xiaoyang's eyes water from the crush, chugs drinks in silence, begging for the meal's end.
Under-table, "clamp" escalates to "kicks"—Lin Hongyi's flesh-toned toe jabs Su Yuqing's black instep; Su Yuqing's black toes stomp Lin Hongyi's sole. Cock: collateral carnage.
Lin Xiaoyang gasps in pain, throbs purple—screaming inwardly: God, end this day somehow...