My story with Ying

Author: huyuze
Word count: 120830
One afternoon, Ying and I were a little tired when we came back from shopping. We forgot to lock the door and fell asleep on the sofa. When Ying woke up, he found that he was licking Ying’s feet with his tongue. Ying pulled her feet back as hard as she could, and asked him what he was doing, but he knelt down excitedly and begged Ying to let him continue licking. Although Ying knew intellectually that this was absolutely impossible, she recalled the wonderful feeling just now, and it felt so good that it made people feel numb. Driven by an inexplicable impulse, Ying stretched her foot back…
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Foreword: This article is about real people and real things. For reasons that everyone knows, all names in this article are pseudonyms. Everyone, don’t be seated according to the number, and don’t give me a sequence. I just want to tell you the real thing.
My girlfriend is Ying, 23 years old, urban petty bourgeoisie, 1.70 meters tall, she is too beautiful, I can’t describe her beauty, it is no exaggeration to say that she can compare with any woman on TV. The figure is a standard that can no longer be standard. Seeing those two upright trees can make people have a strong impulse immediately. There are also those two round thighs, which are tight, not very thick and not very thin, just right. As for the skin color, it wasn’t that kind of milky white. In fact, that kind was not good-looking, but a light yellow with bright red blood, which was very beautiful. Ying dresses in a fashionable and decent way, and can distinguish the occasion very clearly. Her personality is also very suitable to my liking, smart but unassuming, gentle and considerate, sometimes she has a small temper but knows enough is enough and not artificial.
She is such a person, based on her conditions, what kind of things can’t be found, besides, how many rich big bosses pursued her, but she didn’t want to just fall in love with me, the reason I didn’t have the nerve to ask her, maybe I have a sense of security, hehe^_^ I dare not take her to see my friends, and I usually keep a close eye on her, for fear that strange men will break in, so I run to her house every day or two. until one day……
That day, I wanted to give her a surprise attack, so I went directly to her house without calling. After quietly entering the door, I was stunned by everything in front of me—a man seemed to be lying on the ground doing something, sitting on the sofa in disheveled clothes. Faced with this sudden situation, I was a little at a loss. As soon as I realized it, I was about to get angry, but Ying spoke first: “Peng, don’t get me wrong, it’s not like that.” “No! What is that? I’m sorry for you, you want to do this!” Ying saw me like this, sent the man to the kitchen, and pushed me on the sofa and said, “Don’t be angry, I will tell you slowly.”
I calmed down a bit, thinking that Ying is not a man of the day, and thinking about that man Ying has no reason to like him, it seems that this matter is strange, so I sat down with her, and see what she has to say.
Ying said: “You misunderstood, he is not the kind of person you imagined, he and I are just…”
“What is it?” I asked eagerly.
Ying’s face turned red, she was silentAfter a while, he said, “Okay, I’ll tell you, I didn’t want to say it, I was afraid you wouldn’t be able to accept it, so promise me not to spread it out? Believe that I only love you.”
Looking at her troubled expression, it shows that there must be something unspeakable. “I believe you, but you have to tell me, if there is anything I can do for you.”
After hearing this, Ying thought for a while, then gave me a conflicted look, and said, “Come with me.”
She took me into the kitchen and the guy was sitting in the corner eating something. I took a closer look, my God! He was sucking on Ying’s socks, a pair of sheer pantyhose that I bought for Ying when I went shopping with her. I just felt nauseous.
I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I turned around and asked Ying: “What’s wrong with him, what’s going on?” Ying told me the whole story.
It’s like this: This man’s name is XX (without telling you, hereinafter referred to as him), he became deaf and mute due to an accident in high school, so he lost his confidence in life, wandered around the streets all day, and was about to break his cans. Once he saw Ying and me on the street, and fell in love with Ying at first sight, but he knew that his conditions were impossible to match, so he wanted to forget but couldn’t forget, so he fell in love with Ying secretly at home. I have been secretly in love at home for several months, and I wanted to “speak” a few times but dare not say it, so I suffocated it in my heart, and it became a kind of mutant love. He has almost regarded Ying as a god, and he has great pity for Ying, and now he is not willing to touch Ying even if he is asked to “touch” her. He wants to do anything for Ying, anything that can make Ying happy, satisfied, and comfortable, even if he makes the biggest sacrifice, and doesn’t ask for anything, even if there is, he is willing to sacrifice his life. In fact, Ying didn’t have anything to ask him to do. At first, he wanted to reject him on the grounds that he had me as a boyfriend, but he refused desperately, and finally couldn’t get up on his knees. Ying saw how pitiful he was, so she agreed perfunctorily as soon as her heart softened, but he took it seriously, going to Ying’s house every day, rushing to do everything, like a free babysitter. Ying also just treated him as a neighbor’s wife, so she didn’t tell me.
One afternoon, Ying and I were a little tired when we came back from shopping. We forgot to lock the door and fell asleep on the sofa. When Ying woke up, he found that he was licking Ying’s feet with his tongue. Ying pulled her feet back as hard as she could, and asked him what he was doing, but he knelt down excitedly and begged Ying to let him continue licking. Although Ying knew intellectually that this was absolutely impossible, she recalled the wonderful feeling just now, and it felt so good that it made people feel numb. Driven by an inexplicable impulse, Ying stretched her foot back…
After he left, Ying couldn’t calm down for a long time. Thinking about the absurd scene just now, she knew that it must be a kind of illness. Ying didn’t sleep well all night, and asked for leave the next day to go to the library to look up materials. Finally, I found it in a medical journal. It turned out that this is a rare fetishism. Some people like hands called hand fetishism, some people like feet called foot fetishism, and some people like objects called fetishism, and so on. This is a very difficult disease that needs to be treated by a psychiatrist. Ying wanted him to go for treatment at first, but she was afraid that the news would spread and people would know, so she didn’t let him go for treatment in the end. And he still comes every day, and blatantlyto do this. Ying thought it was okay, as long as no one else knew, besides, she liked the feeling, so she did it secretly.