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Cute Pantyhosed Mary (part 1)
After reading over many of the stories posted here I decided it was time to share one of mine. I have several other stories similar in nature that I will be happy to share depending on the response to this one.
This story is actually the background to another story I will post this evening. To truly appreciate the second one - this one should be read first. When I was around 16, I dated a girl named Mary. She was a few years older and not the brightest, but cute nonetheless. She had a very nice body and an irresistible ass. She always wore skin tight jeans - because this was after all the late 80"s.
Within the first month of our 3 month relationship, she had invited me over for the afternoon. She removed her sneakers and I noticed that she had nylons on underneath her pants. Well my immediate thought was "is she wearing pantyhose or are they just knee highs?" Well eventually we got to making out, I mean how could I resist this chance to find the answer to my question. Being young and inexperienced I wasted no time in unbuttoning her pants and attempting to get my hands in them. I almost blew a load when I discovered that she was in fact wearing pantyhose under her jeans - and with no panties. Not wanting to give away my fetish for the sweet feel of pantyhose, I made a pathetic attempt to act like I was confused by this. She pushed back from me a little, having noticed my reaction, and explained to me that she always wore pantyhose under her clothes in the winter because her blood circulation was poor to her toes and she had to keep her legs warm - plus the support of the pantyhose helped with blood circulation or something. I tried to contain my excitement - and my load - knowing that I had just found a holy grail of sorts.
Well that afternoon ended in blue balls - as did many other dates with Mary. And sure enough nearly every time I saw her, there was a sweet stocking treasure beneath those tight jeans. At that time I had really only had sex with one other person one time so I was not great with the moves or the experience. I was eager to screw Mary"s brains out - but I thought I wanted a meaningful relationship and I did not think pushing sex was the way to get it.
Eventually at the tail end of our relationship, we had sex - and I actually took the pantyhose off, because I did not think I could do her with them on. Oh the inexperience. I missed out on so much. After Mary and I broke up I started dating a nymphomaniac that taught me everything. While my 17 year old libido was working full time to keep up - I still fantasized regularly about Mary, rethinking how I would redo everything and what I would do if I ever got the chance to do it again. The desire to just fuck the shit out of Mary in her pantyhose was almost consuming. As my sexual experience grew - so did the desire.
And then finally the chance came. So please read the next story if you would like to hear about it.
THE END OF THIS PART- read part 2.
This story is actually the background to another story I will post this evening. To truly appreciate the second one - this one should be read first. When I was around 16, I dated a girl named Mary. She was a few years older and not the brightest, but cute nonetheless. She had a very nice body and an irresistible ass. She always wore skin tight jeans - because this was after all the late 80"s.
Within the first month of our 3 month relationship, she had invited me over for the afternoon. She removed her sneakers and I noticed that she had nylons on underneath her pants. Well my immediate thought was "is she wearing pantyhose or are they just knee highs?" Well eventually we got to making out, I mean how could I resist this chance to find the answer to my question. Being young and inexperienced I wasted no time in unbuttoning her pants and attempting to get my hands in them. I almost blew a load when I discovered that she was in fact wearing pantyhose under her jeans - and with no panties. Not wanting to give away my fetish for the sweet feel of pantyhose, I made a pathetic attempt to act like I was confused by this. She pushed back from me a little, having noticed my reaction, and explained to me that she always wore pantyhose under her clothes in the winter because her blood circulation was poor to her toes and she had to keep her legs warm - plus the support of the pantyhose helped with blood circulation or something. I tried to contain my excitement - and my load - knowing that I had just found a holy grail of sorts.
Well that afternoon ended in blue balls - as did many other dates with Mary. And sure enough nearly every time I saw her, there was a sweet stocking treasure beneath those tight jeans. At that time I had really only had sex with one other person one time so I was not great with the moves or the experience. I was eager to screw Mary"s brains out - but I thought I wanted a meaningful relationship and I did not think pushing sex was the way to get it.
Eventually at the tail end of our relationship, we had sex - and I actually took the pantyhose off, because I did not think I could do her with them on. Oh the inexperience. I missed out on so much. After Mary and I broke up I started dating a nymphomaniac that taught me everything. While my 17 year old libido was working full time to keep up - I still fantasized regularly about Mary, rethinking how I would redo everything and what I would do if I ever got the chance to do it again. The desire to just fuck the shit out of Mary in her pantyhose was almost consuming. As my sexual experience grew - so did the desire.
And then finally the chance came. So please read the next story if you would like to hear about it.
THE END OF THIS PART- read part 2.
Cute Pantyhosed Mary (part 2)
It was probably about 9 months after Mary and I had broken up. I was more experienced and fueled with a rampant desire to complete what I had started.
I guess Mary had not been happy with the way things ended between us. She had bad mouthed me to a mutual friend and called to apologize. I ignored her calls and eventually she showed up at my house and waited for me. Funny how things work out isn"t it? We talked things through and decided to be "friends" - but my penis was already running the show.
We were at my house and there was nothing on TV. My mother was home and although my door was locked, my mother and brothers were real quiet about knocking on it abruptly - so I knew not much could happen. Mary had picked up a deck of cards and was playing around with them. I offered to teach her how to play poker and she eagerly agreed. After a few rounds, I suggested that we make things more interesting by playing strip poker. I was surprised, but she agreed eagerly. Now I mentioned earlier that Mary was not too bright - and working the game in my favor was not difficult.
I was getting so horny as one by one, items of her clothing came off. Soon she was sitting on my bed in nothing but those beautiful pantyhose. They were a dark tan color with reinforced toe. They were the cheaper kind, where the nylon almost looks like a ribbed pattern. The control top was clear and you could see the outline of her pubic hair above the cotton panel. I wanted to jump on her so badly. I played it off like I would be merciful and end the game there so she would not have to remove her stockings. The only problem here was I was still almost fully clothed. Clearly I had not thought this completely through.
I sat down next to her on the bed and gloated in my win. She asked if she could have her clothes back now. Coyly I explained to her that I had won them – and seeing her like that was making me extremely horny. I asked how she would feel about giving me a blow job or a hand job (again - inexperience). She was actually flattered by the request but told me she didn"t think it was right for us to do that after just becoming friends again. Somehow I was able to agree with her and I gave her her clothes back.
It was a few weeks later. I was returning from a date with another girl and decided to stop at Mary"s on my way home. We were hanging out in her room listening to music when I noticed she had a deck of cards on her dresser. I picked them up and asked if she wanted a rematch. She agreed and we began to play. Well this time I was a little more careful with where the clothing went.
First I sacrificed a few items of my clothing to get her into the game. Next I took a few items of hers. First her shoes. She slid them off, revealing sweet nylon covered feet. The reinforced toe was darker and thicker. She was wearing a thicker pair of pantyhose on this night. Next I gave up my shirt, shoes, socks. Next I took her shirt, her jewelry. Finally we were getting down to the wire.
I was not eager to give up my pants yet because I had a blistering hard-on that I was trying not to reveal just yet. Next I won her pants and she stood up in front of me as she slid them down her pantyhose clad legs. I loved the sound. The stockings even wrinkled a little as she pulled her pants off each leg. She gave the waistband a big tug to straighten out the stockings and sat back down on the floor where we were playing. Her pantyhose had an invisible control top so seeing her light blond bush was much easier. I could not believe this moment was finally happening. Next I took her bra so I could enjoy looking at her full breasts as she sat there with only the pantyhose on.
I gave up the next couple of hands so that I would be down to only my underpants. So there we were sitting face to face on the floor. Mary in nothing but a pair of cheap tan reinforced toe pantyhose and me in my tighty whiteys. I fully intended to lose my underwear in the next hand and see what would happen. The cards were dealt and I had a terrible hand. I did not even have to try to lose.
I showed my cards and pretended to be disappointed. She gloated and encouraged me to give up my underpants. I stood up and slowly slipped them off, revealing my large swolen cock. I was able to keep it from being completely erect but it was still obvious how turned on I was. In our past sexual occurrences, she had touched and played with my cock but she had never really looked at it - and there it was staring right at her. She went speechless for a second and gave me a very complimentary "wow". I pretended to be a little embarrassed. "I guess you won" I said. She agreed cutely and started collecting the cards.
She got up and placed them on her dresser and then sat down on her bed. She took the stereo remote and began to change the radio stations. I sat down next to her and began rub her nylon clad leg. She looked at me nervously. I am not sure what she expected. I started to kiss her neck and she moaned in pleasure. She tried to utter out that she did not think we should do this. I told her it was OK and we would just have a little fun together. She said "Ok - but just a little".
I let my new found experience take over, easing her down onto the bed and touching all her most sensitive spots. She groped around me a bit and apprehensively played with my cock. I put my hand down her pantyhose and made my way to her pussy. It was very wet and this turned me on immensely. There was no way I was turning back now. She quietly moaned as I rubbed her pussy. With my other hand I slowly pulled her pantyhose down to the bottom of her butt. I wasn"t taking them off this time. Once they were down she tried to stop me from pulling them any further, again saying that we shouldn"t be doing this. I just reassured her everything was Ok and we would not go much further.
We groped each other and I brought her very close to orgasm with my fingers. Her fingers skillfully fondled my dripping cock and I couldn"t take it anymore. I told her I wanted to make love to her. Really I just wanted to fuck the shit out of her but I was not sure how well that would fly if I said it. She again reminded me that we shouldn"t in between her moans. Then I said one of the greatest lines any man has ever come up with..."Let"s just do it a little". I still don"t know what that means - but she agreed.
I could tell she was moving to slide her pantyhose down the rest of the way but I quickly stopped her, using the excuse that if someone came to the door she should have some clothes on. Hey - it worked. She left them on. I moved on top of her and slid my rock hard throbbing cock right into her soft wet pussy. Oh - I felt like I was gonna cum instantly.
"Now just a little bit" she reminded me. "Yes," I replied as I began to push my cock in and out of her slowly. I began to build up a little speed and power. Somehow we had gotten under the covers so I threw them off so I could see her nyloned legs. As I did she wrapped her legs around me. The sensation of the nylon rubbing up and down my sides as I fucked her was driving me crazy. She was using her arms to try to keep the bed from making to too much noise.
I looked to my right and noticed that I could see everything in the mirror over her dresser. There I was in the mirror, finally fucking the shit out of Mary with her nyloned legs wrapped tightly around me. I could see her toes moving back and forth in pleasure inside the reinforced toe of her cheap pantyhose. This made me pound my cock into her, thrusting it in as far as I could get it. I went faster, ramming it into her like a jack hammer. She clenched my body with her legs and locked her ankles around me. I could hear the nylon rubbing together with each thrust. Her face was red as she tried to keep from screaming in pleasure.
I grabbed her legs and pushed them up under my chest so her feet were by my face. Her eyes opened wide for a second and she let out a quick murmur as my cock went in deeper from the different position. Mary had been around the block a few times before me but I could tell as I watched her face that she had never been fucked like this before.
I thrusted into her more, pushing even harder as I watched her pantyhosed legs bob up and down in the mirror. I could not contain it anymore. I let her legs back down in an attempt to regain some stamina, but as I heard her obviously have an orgasm I could not contain mine any longer. I took one last look at her beautiful legs in those wonderful pantyhose and thrusted my last thrust. She reached down and grabbed my cock. My load shot over the nylons and up to her breasts. She jerked it gently until no more came out.
She looked at me and said, "I thought we were only going to do a little bit". I pretended to be embarrassed as I replied, "I guess we got a little carried away". Then she pulled her pantyhose back up instead of taking them off. I could tell she regretted what we did, but I didn"t. I still revel in that memory.
That was the last time Mary and I got together. I saw her again several years later and she had changed. Although still moderately attractive, the years were not good to her. But I could not help but wonder if she had pantyhose on under her jeans.
THE END
I guess Mary had not been happy with the way things ended between us. She had bad mouthed me to a mutual friend and called to apologize. I ignored her calls and eventually she showed up at my house and waited for me. Funny how things work out isn"t it? We talked things through and decided to be "friends" - but my penis was already running the show.
We were at my house and there was nothing on TV. My mother was home and although my door was locked, my mother and brothers were real quiet about knocking on it abruptly - so I knew not much could happen. Mary had picked up a deck of cards and was playing around with them. I offered to teach her how to play poker and she eagerly agreed. After a few rounds, I suggested that we make things more interesting by playing strip poker. I was surprised, but she agreed eagerly. Now I mentioned earlier that Mary was not too bright - and working the game in my favor was not difficult.
I was getting so horny as one by one, items of her clothing came off. Soon she was sitting on my bed in nothing but those beautiful pantyhose. They were a dark tan color with reinforced toe. They were the cheaper kind, where the nylon almost looks like a ribbed pattern. The control top was clear and you could see the outline of her pubic hair above the cotton panel. I wanted to jump on her so badly. I played it off like I would be merciful and end the game there so she would not have to remove her stockings. The only problem here was I was still almost fully clothed. Clearly I had not thought this completely through.
I sat down next to her on the bed and gloated in my win. She asked if she could have her clothes back now. Coyly I explained to her that I had won them – and seeing her like that was making me extremely horny. I asked how she would feel about giving me a blow job or a hand job (again - inexperience). She was actually flattered by the request but told me she didn"t think it was right for us to do that after just becoming friends again. Somehow I was able to agree with her and I gave her her clothes back.
It was a few weeks later. I was returning from a date with another girl and decided to stop at Mary"s on my way home. We were hanging out in her room listening to music when I noticed she had a deck of cards on her dresser. I picked them up and asked if she wanted a rematch. She agreed and we began to play. Well this time I was a little more careful with where the clothing went.
First I sacrificed a few items of my clothing to get her into the game. Next I took a few items of hers. First her shoes. She slid them off, revealing sweet nylon covered feet. The reinforced toe was darker and thicker. She was wearing a thicker pair of pantyhose on this night. Next I gave up my shirt, shoes, socks. Next I took her shirt, her jewelry. Finally we were getting down to the wire.
I was not eager to give up my pants yet because I had a blistering hard-on that I was trying not to reveal just yet. Next I won her pants and she stood up in front of me as she slid them down her pantyhose clad legs. I loved the sound. The stockings even wrinkled a little as she pulled her pants off each leg. She gave the waistband a big tug to straighten out the stockings and sat back down on the floor where we were playing. Her pantyhose had an invisible control top so seeing her light blond bush was much easier. I could not believe this moment was finally happening. Next I took her bra so I could enjoy looking at her full breasts as she sat there with only the pantyhose on.
I gave up the next couple of hands so that I would be down to only my underpants. So there we were sitting face to face on the floor. Mary in nothing but a pair of cheap tan reinforced toe pantyhose and me in my tighty whiteys. I fully intended to lose my underwear in the next hand and see what would happen. The cards were dealt and I had a terrible hand. I did not even have to try to lose.
I showed my cards and pretended to be disappointed. She gloated and encouraged me to give up my underpants. I stood up and slowly slipped them off, revealing my large swolen cock. I was able to keep it from being completely erect but it was still obvious how turned on I was. In our past sexual occurrences, she had touched and played with my cock but she had never really looked at it - and there it was staring right at her. She went speechless for a second and gave me a very complimentary "wow". I pretended to be a little embarrassed. "I guess you won" I said. She agreed cutely and started collecting the cards.
She got up and placed them on her dresser and then sat down on her bed. She took the stereo remote and began to change the radio stations. I sat down next to her and began rub her nylon clad leg. She looked at me nervously. I am not sure what she expected. I started to kiss her neck and she moaned in pleasure. She tried to utter out that she did not think we should do this. I told her it was OK and we would just have a little fun together. She said "Ok - but just a little".
I let my new found experience take over, easing her down onto the bed and touching all her most sensitive spots. She groped around me a bit and apprehensively played with my cock. I put my hand down her pantyhose and made my way to her pussy. It was very wet and this turned me on immensely. There was no way I was turning back now. She quietly moaned as I rubbed her pussy. With my other hand I slowly pulled her pantyhose down to the bottom of her butt. I wasn"t taking them off this time. Once they were down she tried to stop me from pulling them any further, again saying that we shouldn"t be doing this. I just reassured her everything was Ok and we would not go much further.
We groped each other and I brought her very close to orgasm with my fingers. Her fingers skillfully fondled my dripping cock and I couldn"t take it anymore. I told her I wanted to make love to her. Really I just wanted to fuck the shit out of her but I was not sure how well that would fly if I said it. She again reminded me that we shouldn"t in between her moans. Then I said one of the greatest lines any man has ever come up with..."Let"s just do it a little". I still don"t know what that means - but she agreed.
I could tell she was moving to slide her pantyhose down the rest of the way but I quickly stopped her, using the excuse that if someone came to the door she should have some clothes on. Hey - it worked. She left them on. I moved on top of her and slid my rock hard throbbing cock right into her soft wet pussy. Oh - I felt like I was gonna cum instantly.
"Now just a little bit" she reminded me. "Yes," I replied as I began to push my cock in and out of her slowly. I began to build up a little speed and power. Somehow we had gotten under the covers so I threw them off so I could see her nyloned legs. As I did she wrapped her legs around me. The sensation of the nylon rubbing up and down my sides as I fucked her was driving me crazy. She was using her arms to try to keep the bed from making to too much noise.
I looked to my right and noticed that I could see everything in the mirror over her dresser. There I was in the mirror, finally fucking the shit out of Mary with her nyloned legs wrapped tightly around me. I could see her toes moving back and forth in pleasure inside the reinforced toe of her cheap pantyhose. This made me pound my cock into her, thrusting it in as far as I could get it. I went faster, ramming it into her like a jack hammer. She clenched my body with her legs and locked her ankles around me. I could hear the nylon rubbing together with each thrust. Her face was red as she tried to keep from screaming in pleasure.
I grabbed her legs and pushed them up under my chest so her feet were by my face. Her eyes opened wide for a second and she let out a quick murmur as my cock went in deeper from the different position. Mary had been around the block a few times before me but I could tell as I watched her face that she had never been fucked like this before.
I thrusted into her more, pushing even harder as I watched her pantyhosed legs bob up and down in the mirror. I could not contain it anymore. I let her legs back down in an attempt to regain some stamina, but as I heard her obviously have an orgasm I could not contain mine any longer. I took one last look at her beautiful legs in those wonderful pantyhose and thrusted my last thrust. She reached down and grabbed my cock. My load shot over the nylons and up to her breasts. She jerked it gently until no more came out.
She looked at me and said, "I thought we were only going to do a little bit". I pretended to be embarrassed as I replied, "I guess we got a little carried away". Then she pulled her pantyhose back up instead of taking them off. I could tell she regretted what we did, but I didn"t. I still revel in that memory.
That was the last time Mary and I got together. I saw her again several years later and she had changed. Although still moderately attractive, the years were not good to her. But I could not help but wonder if she had pantyhose on under her jeans.
THE END
A suprise with my teacher
Cindy who was a teacher at Chris's school was none to happy with him. About a month ago out of the blue, he broke up with her niece, Lisa, and Cindy was none too happy in the way he did it. He blew her off a week before her prom and Lisa had taken over two months to recover from the blow.
Now Chris didn't know that Cindy and Lisa were cousins.
Cindy was a fill-in teacher and, at any cost, she wanted to make Chris pay for hurting her niece so bad. It took over two months, but one of Chris's regular teachers took a personal day and Cindy was quick to jump on the chance of teaching Chris a lesson as well as teach his class.
Now Cindy knew a full two weeks ahead of time that she would be teaching Chris in his class. She didn't know much about him except what little her cousin had told her in the past. She did manage to get a bit more info from Lisa but she didn't push it as she didn't want to stir old memories up again by asking too much.
One thing that she managed to find out was that the boy loved ladies in heels. Well, Cindy took that fact and ran with it. For the past two weeks she wore the same black stockings any chance she could get.
Now on the day she was to teach his class she had another teacher arrange to give Chris detention with her so that after school she would be alone with him, just him and her in the empty school.
Cindy had on her two week old black stockings and a semi short mini skirt and a pair of five-inch black strap-on pumps that she had worn with the stockings for the past two weeks and she didn't wash the stockings or the heels.
She could tell during class that day that Chris had been paying special attention to the heels and it kinda turned her on, but she really wanted to tease Chris out of his pants and come detention she was going to do just that.
Detention time Cindy had been in the heels for the better part of over 10 hours. Today she had strapped on the heels extra tight for that extra sexy look. She looked up at the clock at it was 3 minutes of 3 and she heard a noise, and in walked Chris.
Chris who had been perving all period at Cindy couldn't wait for detention. The black pumps and heels were driving him mad. He took a seat in the front of the room as Cindy got up with her heels clicking and walked over to him and dropped a few pieces of paper on his desk.
"Here is your assignment for detention," Cindy purred as the papers slipped off her long red fingernails and onto the desk.
Chris looked up at her and smiled and took the papers.
"I just wanted to also say Ms. Panas, you look awfully nice today." Chris said as he let out a big smile.
Cindy returned the smile. "Why thank you Chris I try and dress up every once in a while, though these heels are killing me today," she said, as she sat down and crossed her legs, letting the skirt rise up a bit.
Cindy then picked up a paper in which she had cut a few small holes and as began to read and she could see Chris moving around finding it hard to concentrate on his work.
She innocently leaned over and began to rub her legs and then even rubbed her heel as she could see her little pet was enjoying the view. She knew that she had him and that he was getting a little turned on by all this. 'I hope the little bugger's cock is rock hard,' Cindy said to herself, as she rubbed her heel.
Chris inside was dying as he watched the teacher take those red nails and rub her legs. God how he wished it was his tongue doing the rubbing on her legs and heels. He tried to picture in his mind what her feet looked like and he wondered if her toes were painted red as well. His cock began to get hard as he thought these thoughts. He couldn't keep his eyes off the black pumps either. They looked so sexy on her nice tanned legs.
Cindy then decided to up the teasing one more notch.
Seemingly, she kept on reading. She took the entire section of the newspaper and held it up in front of her and then, about 10 seconds later when she saw Chris looking, she leaned over and ever so slowly, almost in slow motion took a finger and pulled the strap of the pump back and pushed it till it became unhooked.
She then pushed out the strap and let it fall free.
Chris was in absolute pain as he watched the strap come undone. His cock was rock hard at this point.
Cindy then flipped her other leg over and again, even more slowly this time, undid the strap as she watched on as Chris was enjoying the view big time. She then took a finger and slid it under the heel as if was scratching an itch on her foot. Then she like a snake she slid her finger out of the heel and let the heel dangle. She felt the bottom slip out just a bit and she could almost feel Chris groan.
She looked at his crotch and sure enough a bulge was there. She took a sip of water as this was becoming too good to be true.
Cindy then decided to take the teasing to the next level.
She eased a foot back in the heel and then got up and went over to Chris.
She leaned over him and said, "How are we doing over here, young man?" As Cindy asked as she could see Chris's forehead sweating.
She leaned a leg back and then knowing Chris could not look, lifted a foot up and both of them listened as a heel fell to the floor.
There was silence for about 10 seconds.
"Something the matter Chris?" Cindy innocently asked as she slid her stocking foot along the ground before kicking the heel back up and using Chris's shoulder for leverage as she eased a foot back in her heel.
"God that felt good, my feet are killing me in these heels," she said as she walked away from him, over toward the window. Chris watched her move those legs and feet in those five-inch pumps.
"Such a nice day out, I wish I could just kick off these damn shoes and go out and play," Cindy purred as Chris gulped and had to regain his composure.
Cindy took both hands and laid them on the heater. Through the window she could see that Chris's eyes were on her and now she was going to give him a little show.
She took a black stockinged foot and moved it back and forth till it fell from the heel and then twirled it around up in the air giving Chris a nice view, but not too nice as she was several yards away from him. She took a hand and began to rub her foot like she was giving herself a massage. She then slid the foot back in her heel and eased the other foot out. She leaned and curled her toes inward as she heard Chris faintly gasp out loud and she smiled.
The boy was in absolute pain at this point.
He was trying to look and she if the toes were painted red. They looked so sexy in the black stockings. He wanted to taste them so bad. He knew how he could make her feet feel better, but he couldn't just come out and tell her, "Oh Ms. Panas, I have a foot fetish. Can I suck your feet?"
God he would be expelled.
Cindy watched as Chris was almost ready to fall off his chair.
She smiled to herself, 'Oh, poor boy can't take my heels and stockings?'
Inside she was glad the little heel pervert was suffering just like he made Lisa suffer. She lifted her foot up and twirled it around in a circle two times and then slid it back in her heel and with a clickity-clack made her way past Chris and into her chair.
She sat down in the chair and now part two of the tease was about to begin.
Cindy then got up.
"I'll be right back. Got to go to the bathroom. You sit there and finish up," Cindy instructed him as she got up. She then added, "To hell with these damn things," and with two kicks the heels had sprawled across the floor and under her desk and without missing a beat she slid out the door and into the hallway.
She walked about 100 yards and then snuck out a door and out onto the grass. She leaned down and snuck over to a far window. She peeked into the detention room and she saw Chris get up and open the drapes a bit. She ducked down for a second and then she couldn't believe her eyes.
Chris had her heels in his hand and he was smelling them! She had never seen that done before and she just thought Chris liked heels and legs like any other man.
'He likes feet,' Cindy thought to herself. 'Oh is that little bastard gonna get it now,' she said to herself. Then, as she watched on in fascination it kinda turned her on watching Chris inhale the heels that hadn't been washed in weeks.
She got back down and quickly went back into the hallway. She leaned on the doorknob a second and then walked into the room. She noticed her heels were in a different spot, but said nothing. She quietly sat down and then walked over in her stocking feet and grabbed another chair. She put it next to her desk and then got up and began to walk up and down the rows without a care in the world.
She got over to Chris and leaned over and curled a foot inward. She then asked how he was doing.
"Pretty good, Ms. Panas. Thanks for asking," Chris managed to get out as inside he was dying.
"Good we need to hurry up and get out of here," Cindy said as she got up and sat back down and then placed both feet up on the other chair in plain view for Chris to see as she went back to her paper. She lifted it up and watched.
Chris wasn't doing any work now. His eyes were right on her feet.
Cindy began to wiggle her toes, knowing inside it was driving the boy mad.
She crossed her feet at the ankles and then put the newspaper down. Then she got back up and began to walk around a bit more and then sat down beside Chris, who by now was sweating bullets.
"Is something the matter?" Cindy innocently asked as she slid her feet back and forth under the desk. She then moved sideways toward Chris.
"I mean you are sweating and all," Cindy said, as she grabbed Chris's hand.
"If something is the matter, you can tell me, maybe I can help?" and Chris gulped when he heard those words.
Cindy then crossed a foot across her knee and began to rub it.
"Damn feet hurt, I wish I didn't wear heels today dammit," Cindy muttered out loud.
She saw Chris staring at them. At this point the soles were filthy black like the stockings, but Cindy didn't know this, nor did she know that dirty feet turned Chris on to no end.
She saw Chris looking.
"Oh I am sorry my feet must smell huh, I have been in my heels all day," Cindy exclaimed apologetically.
"Oh no. It's no bother Ms. Panas. They are OK," Chris said.
"Oh yeah," Cindy said as she turned around and as Chris watched with his mouth open, she slid up both feet right up on his desk!!
"Sure they aren't smelly Chris?" Cindy asked as she looked over and saw how dirty they were and she thought her plan was over.
"Well Ms. Panas. To tell you the truth I think you look pretty sexy without the heels," Chris blurted out.
"Oh you do? But they are dirty, look at them," she said as she moved them closer to Chris, expecting him to move away instead he moved closer, catching Cindy off guard for a second.
She regained her composure and slid her feet up to Chris's shoulders. The smell of her being in the heels and stockings was overpowering and Chris inhaled the foot smell like a man getting his last breath in.
Cindy slid her fingers under the stockings and began to slowly pull them down.
"I saw what you did to my heels and it turned me on, I liked you licking and smelling them, I got something maybe you will lick and smell huh?" and she pointed at her foot as the stocking rolled down her leg and to her ankle before letting it dangle on her toes as she pulled it off, causing Chris to huff and puff.
"What is the matter Chris?" asked Cindy, now totally into what she was doing. "My feet...you like, they are a bit dirty, maybe you could clean em?" Cindy asked as she re-crossed the other foot and slid that stocking off as well.
Chris was in total lust now and Cindy knew she had him.
She then had Chris lie down.
"Mmmmmmm Chris I like a man who knows what he wants" Cindy said as she rubbed his balls with her foot as she slid off his pants.
She then got some silver tape and before Chris could move had tapped his eyes shut. She took the stockings and tied them across his mouth. She then got a chair and said, "This will teach you to hurt Lisa...suffer wimp!" and with those words Lisa came walking in the room also barefoot.
"Oh Cindy did I tell you, Chris has a HUGE dirty foot fetish?"
Lisa pulled up a chair and both her and Cindy let four feet rest right above Chris's nose.
Soon it was playtime.
Lisa went down and began to suck Chris off, which was something she never did before. She then leaned over and took another pair of stockings and tied them to Chris' balls to prevent him from cumming. She then sucked hard on the cock, up and down while Cindy kept her feet directly above Chris's nose.
The combo of the dirty, smelly feet and Lisa sucking his cock was too much to bear, but with his balls tied the cum couldn't leave its area to spurt.
Lisa went hard down on him and she then got up and began to jerk his cock and smiled as Cindy rubbed her dirty soles all over his nose. Then they switched places and Cindy didn't suck cock, but jerked the cock up and down as Lisa teased Chris.
"Bet you want to cum huh, wish you could suck my feet I bet, smell them, been barefoot all day thinking of you," Lisa purred as Cindy began to jerk Chris's cock at a high rate of speed and then slowed down the pace and then even stopped.
Cindy then said, "Lisa it is time," and Lisa went over and pulled out a dildo.
Lisa then went over and undid the tape so Chris could see as she hooked it into place.
"I'm gonna get your ass Chris, it is mine baby," Lisa purred as she slipped it into place. Eight inches in length, it was huge.
Lisa spit on the dildo as Cindy put her feet all over Chris's face. Cindy lifted Chris's legs up as she leaned over to watch. Lisa rubbed the tip of the dildo back and forth and right before she plunged it in Cindy whispered, "Paybacks are a bitch huh Chris?" and as she said that the dildo slid into its new home.
"Oh yeah take it bitch," Lisa cried as first the head went in, soon followed by another inch and another.
She slid the dildo out and then with two more thrusts, eight inches was buried in his ass.
Cindy looked on and was soaked as she had never seen a guy get fucked, and boy did she want to try it. In and out the dildo went as Cindy rolled her soles and toes across Chris's mouth and nose. The cool thing was he could see the feet, smell the feet, but couldn't lick the feet. Cindy came while she watched her cousin fuck Chris.
Finally Lisa pulled out and she unhooked the dildo.
"Your turn," she purred as Cindy went over and flipped Chris over as she wanted to do him doggie style.
"Oh Chris, this is the last time you will see these," as Cindy shoved her feet right in his face as he looked on helplessly as Cindy slipped her heels back on.
The heels made her feel more in control as she spread his cheeks wide and rammed the dildo right in.
"Oh yeah, take it baby, fuck yeah, fucking take my cock!" Cindy cried as Lisa had both dirty soles crossed a mere inches from Chris's mouth and nose.
Lisa then untied the stockings from Chris's mouth.
"Don't you dare touch my feet," Lisa warned.
"Cindy are these the stockings you wore the last two weeks?" Lisa asked as Cindy nodded between thrusts of the dildo.
Lisa winked at Cindy and as Cindy watched Lisa rolled the stockings in a ball and squeezed them right over Chris's open mouth. Beads and drips of sweat, dirt and grass fell right into Chris's mouth like a waterfall. Chris gulped down the precious liquid like a man on a dry desert. Cindy then watched as Lisa rinsed out the last few drops as Lisa bent over and untied the stockings on Chris's balls.
"I think we should let him cum," Lisa purred as she grabbed Chris's cock and put his hand on it and commanded him to jerk himself off.
To help him Lisa lifted up two very dirty feet and put them just a few inches away, just far enough where his tongue couldn't reach, but the foot smell she was sure did.
Lisa and Cindy could only look on as Chris buckled and as Cindy plunged the dildo eight inches deep, as the first river of cum splashed a good three yards across the floor.
Wave after wave like a volcano erupted from the tip of Chris's cock as the two ladies looked on.
Cum continued to pour out for a good 90 seconds as finally Chris milked the last few drops out and Cindy pulled out her cock. She unhooked it and let it fall to the floor.
Lisa then went over and stepped right in the cum. She then had Chris lie down and both girls watched the cum drip from Lisa's dirty feet into Chris's mouth, which of course he swallowed with pleasure.
"Stick out your tongue," Lisa demanded.
And with two licks Chris had the cum off her feet.
Cindy went over with her heels still on as Lisa went over and put her heels on and Cindy scooped up some cum on her fingers, which he licked off.
"Get down there and lick the rest of that shit," Lisa yelled as she bent down to watch him lick the cum off the floor.
"Oh yeah suck it up. Think of my feet baby," Lisa purred as she watched on.
Chris sucked up all the cum.
Every last drop and swallowed it.
"Well Chris it is a shame you will never, ever get my feet ever again," Lisa purred as she pulled a video camera out.
"Maybe I'll mail you a copy," Cindy said as she went over to Chris's paper and gave him an F.
And with the clickity clack of high heels both girls left.
THE END
The story above . . .Hi! I'm a total exhibitionist! I love the web because it's given me a chance to share my pictures, and drive men wild...something I just revel in. *evil grin* I'm a very sexual woman and love a man who's good with his hands, and mouth *wink* I'm 33 years old, 5'4", I wear a DDD bra and love it when men notice my feet and legs. I wear open toe sandals most of the time, and welcome any chance I get to tease a man openly with my feet! Especially when he looks me straight in the eye afterward and lets me know exactly what he's thinking! I find public places especially exciting. When summer comes, I like to wear a short dress (no panties *evil smile*) and sit in a restaurant dangling my sandals on the edge of my toes. If I notice a man seemingly interested, I make sure and give him a good show! *wink*
I love using my feet sexually and I find footjobs extremely erotic! I love the look on a man's face when he's about to cum from my foot job. Knowing I can turn a guy on to that extreme using nothing but my feet gives me a feeling of power, and is a definite turn on! *grin* I have, and do, use my bare feet or panty hose. Both give a very different feeling, and are each exciting! Having my toes sucked and arches licked and kissed is a weakness of mine. It drives me crazy
Now Chris didn't know that Cindy and Lisa were cousins.
Cindy was a fill-in teacher and, at any cost, she wanted to make Chris pay for hurting her niece so bad. It took over two months, but one of Chris's regular teachers took a personal day and Cindy was quick to jump on the chance of teaching Chris a lesson as well as teach his class.
Now Cindy knew a full two weeks ahead of time that she would be teaching Chris in his class. She didn't know much about him except what little her cousin had told her in the past. She did manage to get a bit more info from Lisa but she didn't push it as she didn't want to stir old memories up again by asking too much.
One thing that she managed to find out was that the boy loved ladies in heels. Well, Cindy took that fact and ran with it. For the past two weeks she wore the same black stockings any chance she could get.
Now on the day she was to teach his class she had another teacher arrange to give Chris detention with her so that after school she would be alone with him, just him and her in the empty school.
Cindy had on her two week old black stockings and a semi short mini skirt and a pair of five-inch black strap-on pumps that she had worn with the stockings for the past two weeks and she didn't wash the stockings or the heels.
She could tell during class that day that Chris had been paying special attention to the heels and it kinda turned her on, but she really wanted to tease Chris out of his pants and come detention she was going to do just that.
Detention time Cindy had been in the heels for the better part of over 10 hours. Today she had strapped on the heels extra tight for that extra sexy look. She looked up at the clock at it was 3 minutes of 3 and she heard a noise, and in walked Chris.
Chris who had been perving all period at Cindy couldn't wait for detention. The black pumps and heels were driving him mad. He took a seat in the front of the room as Cindy got up with her heels clicking and walked over to him and dropped a few pieces of paper on his desk.
"Here is your assignment for detention," Cindy purred as the papers slipped off her long red fingernails and onto the desk.
Chris looked up at her and smiled and took the papers.
"I just wanted to also say Ms. Panas, you look awfully nice today." Chris said as he let out a big smile.
Cindy returned the smile. "Why thank you Chris I try and dress up every once in a while, though these heels are killing me today," she said, as she sat down and crossed her legs, letting the skirt rise up a bit.
Cindy then picked up a paper in which she had cut a few small holes and as began to read and she could see Chris moving around finding it hard to concentrate on his work.
She innocently leaned over and began to rub her legs and then even rubbed her heel as she could see her little pet was enjoying the view. She knew that she had him and that he was getting a little turned on by all this. 'I hope the little bugger's cock is rock hard,' Cindy said to herself, as she rubbed her heel.
Chris inside was dying as he watched the teacher take those red nails and rub her legs. God how he wished it was his tongue doing the rubbing on her legs and heels. He tried to picture in his mind what her feet looked like and he wondered if her toes were painted red as well. His cock began to get hard as he thought these thoughts. He couldn't keep his eyes off the black pumps either. They looked so sexy on her nice tanned legs.
Cindy then decided to up the teasing one more notch.
Seemingly, she kept on reading. She took the entire section of the newspaper and held it up in front of her and then, about 10 seconds later when she saw Chris looking, she leaned over and ever so slowly, almost in slow motion took a finger and pulled the strap of the pump back and pushed it till it became unhooked.
She then pushed out the strap and let it fall free.
Chris was in absolute pain as he watched the strap come undone. His cock was rock hard at this point.
Cindy then flipped her other leg over and again, even more slowly this time, undid the strap as she watched on as Chris was enjoying the view big time. She then took a finger and slid it under the heel as if was scratching an itch on her foot. Then she like a snake she slid her finger out of the heel and let the heel dangle. She felt the bottom slip out just a bit and she could almost feel Chris groan.
She looked at his crotch and sure enough a bulge was there. She took a sip of water as this was becoming too good to be true.
Cindy then decided to take the teasing to the next level.
She eased a foot back in the heel and then got up and went over to Chris.
She leaned over him and said, "How are we doing over here, young man?" As Cindy asked as she could see Chris's forehead sweating.
She leaned a leg back and then knowing Chris could not look, lifted a foot up and both of them listened as a heel fell to the floor.
There was silence for about 10 seconds.
"Something the matter Chris?" Cindy innocently asked as she slid her stocking foot along the ground before kicking the heel back up and using Chris's shoulder for leverage as she eased a foot back in her heel.
"God that felt good, my feet are killing me in these heels," she said as she walked away from him, over toward the window. Chris watched her move those legs and feet in those five-inch pumps.
"Such a nice day out, I wish I could just kick off these damn shoes and go out and play," Cindy purred as Chris gulped and had to regain his composure.
Cindy took both hands and laid them on the heater. Through the window she could see that Chris's eyes were on her and now she was going to give him a little show.
She took a black stockinged foot and moved it back and forth till it fell from the heel and then twirled it around up in the air giving Chris a nice view, but not too nice as she was several yards away from him. She took a hand and began to rub her foot like she was giving herself a massage. She then slid the foot back in her heel and eased the other foot out. She leaned and curled her toes inward as she heard Chris faintly gasp out loud and she smiled.
The boy was in absolute pain at this point.
He was trying to look and she if the toes were painted red. They looked so sexy in the black stockings. He wanted to taste them so bad. He knew how he could make her feet feel better, but he couldn't just come out and tell her, "Oh Ms. Panas, I have a foot fetish. Can I suck your feet?"
God he would be expelled.
Cindy watched as Chris was almost ready to fall off his chair.
She smiled to herself, 'Oh, poor boy can't take my heels and stockings?'
Inside she was glad the little heel pervert was suffering just like he made Lisa suffer. She lifted her foot up and twirled it around in a circle two times and then slid it back in her heel and with a clickity-clack made her way past Chris and into her chair.
She sat down in the chair and now part two of the tease was about to begin.
Cindy then got up.
"I'll be right back. Got to go to the bathroom. You sit there and finish up," Cindy instructed him as she got up. She then added, "To hell with these damn things," and with two kicks the heels had sprawled across the floor and under her desk and without missing a beat she slid out the door and into the hallway.
She walked about 100 yards and then snuck out a door and out onto the grass. She leaned down and snuck over to a far window. She peeked into the detention room and she saw Chris get up and open the drapes a bit. She ducked down for a second and then she couldn't believe her eyes.
Chris had her heels in his hand and he was smelling them! She had never seen that done before and she just thought Chris liked heels and legs like any other man.
'He likes feet,' Cindy thought to herself. 'Oh is that little bastard gonna get it now,' she said to herself. Then, as she watched on in fascination it kinda turned her on watching Chris inhale the heels that hadn't been washed in weeks.
She got back down and quickly went back into the hallway. She leaned on the doorknob a second and then walked into the room. She noticed her heels were in a different spot, but said nothing. She quietly sat down and then walked over in her stocking feet and grabbed another chair. She put it next to her desk and then got up and began to walk up and down the rows without a care in the world.
She got over to Chris and leaned over and curled a foot inward. She then asked how he was doing.
"Pretty good, Ms. Panas. Thanks for asking," Chris managed to get out as inside he was dying.
"Good we need to hurry up and get out of here," Cindy said as she got up and sat back down and then placed both feet up on the other chair in plain view for Chris to see as she went back to her paper. She lifted it up and watched.
Chris wasn't doing any work now. His eyes were right on her feet.
Cindy began to wiggle her toes, knowing inside it was driving the boy mad.
She crossed her feet at the ankles and then put the newspaper down. Then she got back up and began to walk around a bit more and then sat down beside Chris, who by now was sweating bullets.
"Is something the matter?" Cindy innocently asked as she slid her feet back and forth under the desk. She then moved sideways toward Chris.
"I mean you are sweating and all," Cindy said, as she grabbed Chris's hand.
"If something is the matter, you can tell me, maybe I can help?" and Chris gulped when he heard those words.
Cindy then crossed a foot across her knee and began to rub it.
"Damn feet hurt, I wish I didn't wear heels today dammit," Cindy muttered out loud.
She saw Chris staring at them. At this point the soles were filthy black like the stockings, but Cindy didn't know this, nor did she know that dirty feet turned Chris on to no end.
She saw Chris looking.
"Oh I am sorry my feet must smell huh, I have been in my heels all day," Cindy exclaimed apologetically.
"Oh no. It's no bother Ms. Panas. They are OK," Chris said.
"Oh yeah," Cindy said as she turned around and as Chris watched with his mouth open, she slid up both feet right up on his desk!!
"Sure they aren't smelly Chris?" Cindy asked as she looked over and saw how dirty they were and she thought her plan was over.
"Well Ms. Panas. To tell you the truth I think you look pretty sexy without the heels," Chris blurted out.
"Oh you do? But they are dirty, look at them," she said as she moved them closer to Chris, expecting him to move away instead he moved closer, catching Cindy off guard for a second.
She regained her composure and slid her feet up to Chris's shoulders. The smell of her being in the heels and stockings was overpowering and Chris inhaled the foot smell like a man getting his last breath in.
Cindy slid her fingers under the stockings and began to slowly pull them down.
"I saw what you did to my heels and it turned me on, I liked you licking and smelling them, I got something maybe you will lick and smell huh?" and she pointed at her foot as the stocking rolled down her leg and to her ankle before letting it dangle on her toes as she pulled it off, causing Chris to huff and puff.
"What is the matter Chris?" asked Cindy, now totally into what she was doing. "My feet...you like, they are a bit dirty, maybe you could clean em?" Cindy asked as she re-crossed the other foot and slid that stocking off as well.
Chris was in total lust now and Cindy knew she had him.
She then had Chris lie down.
"Mmmmmmm Chris I like a man who knows what he wants" Cindy said as she rubbed his balls with her foot as she slid off his pants.
She then got some silver tape and before Chris could move had tapped his eyes shut. She took the stockings and tied them across his mouth. She then got a chair and said, "This will teach you to hurt Lisa...suffer wimp!" and with those words Lisa came walking in the room also barefoot.
"Oh Cindy did I tell you, Chris has a HUGE dirty foot fetish?"
Lisa pulled up a chair and both her and Cindy let four feet rest right above Chris's nose.
Soon it was playtime.
Lisa went down and began to suck Chris off, which was something she never did before. She then leaned over and took another pair of stockings and tied them to Chris' balls to prevent him from cumming. She then sucked hard on the cock, up and down while Cindy kept her feet directly above Chris's nose.
The combo of the dirty, smelly feet and Lisa sucking his cock was too much to bear, but with his balls tied the cum couldn't leave its area to spurt.
Lisa went hard down on him and she then got up and began to jerk his cock and smiled as Cindy rubbed her dirty soles all over his nose. Then they switched places and Cindy didn't suck cock, but jerked the cock up and down as Lisa teased Chris.
"Bet you want to cum huh, wish you could suck my feet I bet, smell them, been barefoot all day thinking of you," Lisa purred as Cindy began to jerk Chris's cock at a high rate of speed and then slowed down the pace and then even stopped.
Cindy then said, "Lisa it is time," and Lisa went over and pulled out a dildo.
Lisa then went over and undid the tape so Chris could see as she hooked it into place.
"I'm gonna get your ass Chris, it is mine baby," Lisa purred as she slipped it into place. Eight inches in length, it was huge.
Lisa spit on the dildo as Cindy put her feet all over Chris's face. Cindy lifted Chris's legs up as she leaned over to watch. Lisa rubbed the tip of the dildo back and forth and right before she plunged it in Cindy whispered, "Paybacks are a bitch huh Chris?" and as she said that the dildo slid into its new home.
"Oh yeah take it bitch," Lisa cried as first the head went in, soon followed by another inch and another.
She slid the dildo out and then with two more thrusts, eight inches was buried in his ass.
Cindy looked on and was soaked as she had never seen a guy get fucked, and boy did she want to try it. In and out the dildo went as Cindy rolled her soles and toes across Chris's mouth and nose. The cool thing was he could see the feet, smell the feet, but couldn't lick the feet. Cindy came while she watched her cousin fuck Chris.
Finally Lisa pulled out and she unhooked the dildo.
"Your turn," she purred as Cindy went over and flipped Chris over as she wanted to do him doggie style.
"Oh Chris, this is the last time you will see these," as Cindy shoved her feet right in his face as he looked on helplessly as Cindy slipped her heels back on.
The heels made her feel more in control as she spread his cheeks wide and rammed the dildo right in.
"Oh yeah, take it baby, fuck yeah, fucking take my cock!" Cindy cried as Lisa had both dirty soles crossed a mere inches from Chris's mouth and nose.
Lisa then untied the stockings from Chris's mouth.
"Don't you dare touch my feet," Lisa warned.
"Cindy are these the stockings you wore the last two weeks?" Lisa asked as Cindy nodded between thrusts of the dildo.
Lisa winked at Cindy and as Cindy watched Lisa rolled the stockings in a ball and squeezed them right over Chris's open mouth. Beads and drips of sweat, dirt and grass fell right into Chris's mouth like a waterfall. Chris gulped down the precious liquid like a man on a dry desert. Cindy then watched as Lisa rinsed out the last few drops as Lisa bent over and untied the stockings on Chris's balls.
"I think we should let him cum," Lisa purred as she grabbed Chris's cock and put his hand on it and commanded him to jerk himself off.
To help him Lisa lifted up two very dirty feet and put them just a few inches away, just far enough where his tongue couldn't reach, but the foot smell she was sure did.
Lisa and Cindy could only look on as Chris buckled and as Cindy plunged the dildo eight inches deep, as the first river of cum splashed a good three yards across the floor.
Wave after wave like a volcano erupted from the tip of Chris's cock as the two ladies looked on.
Cum continued to pour out for a good 90 seconds as finally Chris milked the last few drops out and Cindy pulled out her cock. She unhooked it and let it fall to the floor.
Lisa then went over and stepped right in the cum. She then had Chris lie down and both girls watched the cum drip from Lisa's dirty feet into Chris's mouth, which of course he swallowed with pleasure.
"Stick out your tongue," Lisa demanded.
And with two licks Chris had the cum off her feet.
Cindy went over with her heels still on as Lisa went over and put her heels on and Cindy scooped up some cum on her fingers, which he licked off.
"Get down there and lick the rest of that shit," Lisa yelled as she bent down to watch him lick the cum off the floor.
"Oh yeah suck it up. Think of my feet baby," Lisa purred as she watched on.
Chris sucked up all the cum.
Every last drop and swallowed it.
"Well Chris it is a shame you will never, ever get my feet ever again," Lisa purred as she pulled a video camera out.
"Maybe I'll mail you a copy," Cindy said as she went over to Chris's paper and gave him an F.
And with the clickity clack of high heels both girls left.
THE END
The story above . . .Hi! I'm a total exhibitionist! I love the web because it's given me a chance to share my pictures, and drive men wild...something I just revel in. *evil grin* I'm a very sexual woman and love a man who's good with his hands, and mouth *wink* I'm 33 years old, 5'4", I wear a DDD bra and love it when men notice my feet and legs. I wear open toe sandals most of the time, and welcome any chance I get to tease a man openly with my feet! Especially when he looks me straight in the eye afterward and lets me know exactly what he's thinking! I find public places especially exciting. When summer comes, I like to wear a short dress (no panties *evil smile*) and sit in a restaurant dangling my sandals on the edge of my toes. If I notice a man seemingly interested, I make sure and give him a good show! *wink*
I love using my feet sexually and I find footjobs extremely erotic! I love the look on a man's face when he's about to cum from my foot job. Knowing I can turn a guy on to that extreme using nothing but my feet gives me a feeling of power, and is a definite turn on! *grin* I have, and do, use my bare feet or panty hose. Both give a very different feeling, and are each exciting! Having my toes sucked and arches licked and kissed is a weakness of mine. It drives me crazy
The many colors of 'fashionable' women's ware
When they are empty, pantyhose may be the ugliest things on this or any other planet. With the possible exception of possums.But that's not the reason I don't wear them. Not wearing pantyhose is pretty much of a tradition for Stewart men. Which is not to suggest that pantyhose wearing is unmanly; Joe Namath wore pantyhose.Not only did he wear them while he was playing football, he was paid several thousand dollars to wear them in a 1974 television commercial. For several thousand dollars, I would wear pantyhose and a Wonder Bra.But, like most men, I've always found pantyhose to be a bit of a mystery.Not only don't I understand how women get into them, I can't figure out why they're referred to as a pair of pantyhose. As nearly as I can tell, all of their parts are connected into a single unit.I realize that pants also are referred to as a pair of pants, but that doesn't make sense, either. You could argue that pants and pantyhose are called a pair because they have two legs, I suppose. But then, why don't we wear a pair of shirts, most of which have two arms?These questions are, perhaps, unanswerable, even for deep thinkers such as myself.But what is not debatable is that the sales of pantyhose have been declining for the past 10 years.Pantyhose watchers offer several reasons for drooping sales, not the least of which is that women hate them because they are uncomfortable and expensive.But then, women will pay hundreds of dollars for pointy shoes that pinch their toes and high heels that give them backaches, so that can't be the total answer.Another explanation is that women stopped wearing pantyhose because of the influence of the television show, "Sex and the City." The female stars of that show, it is pointed out, never wore pantyhose and they looked hot. Then again, the female stars of "Sex and the City" would look hot if they wore lederhosen.A third theory is that women with pale skin no longer need pantyhose to keep their legs from being the color of untoasted marshmallows, because there are improved tanning products on the market now that will not make their legs be the color of unripened tangerines.Whatever the reason, the pantyhose industry is doing everything it can to market alternatives for women.Tights, for instance, are fashionably correct according to one fashion magazine in its latest edition. I'm not sure what the difference is between tights and pantyhose. Besides, in its next edition that magazine probably will say that tights are out and black socks with Bermuda shorts are in.Another option is, or are, footless leggings. A woman in my office tried to explain to me what those are and why women would wear them, but I was too busy laughing to hear everything she said.One reason for the increasing popularity of footless leggings, according to a story I read, is that they now come in a range of colors, including "eggplant" and "bullfrog."Why any woman would want her legs to be the color of an eggplant is another mystery me. Although not nearly as much as why she would want them to look like bullfrogs.But it's not any of my business, I suppose. Just as long as they don't come out with pantyhose that makes women's legs look like possums.
When they are empty, pantyhose may be the ugliest things on this or any other planet. With the possible exception of possums.But that's not the reason I don't wear them. Not wearing pantyhose is pretty much of a tradition for Stewart men. Which is not to suggest that pantyhose wearing is unmanly; Joe Namath wore pantyhose.Not only did he wear them while he was playing football, he was paid several thousand dollars to wear them in a 1974 television commercial. For several thousand dollars, I would wear pantyhose and a Wonder Bra.But, like most men, I've always found pantyhose to be a bit of a mystery.Not only don't I understand how women get into them, I can't figure out why they're referred to as a pair of pantyhose. As nearly as I can tell, all of their parts are connected into a single unit.I realize that pants also are referred to as a pair of pants, but that doesn't make sense, either. You could argue that pants and pantyhose are called a pair because they have two legs, I suppose. But then, why don't we wear a pair of shirts, most of which have two arms?These questions are, perhaps, unanswerable, even for deep thinkers such as myself.But what is not debatable is that the sales of pantyhose have been declining for the past 10 years.Pantyhose watchers offer several reasons for drooping sales, not the least of which is that women hate them because they are uncomfortable and expensive.But then, women will pay hundreds of dollars for pointy shoes that pinch their toes and high heels that give them backaches, so that can't be the total answer.Another explanation is that women stopped wearing pantyhose because of the influence of the television show, "Sex and the City." The female stars of that show, it is pointed out, never wore pantyhose and they looked hot. Then again, the female stars of "Sex and the City" would look hot if they wore lederhosen.A third theory is that women with pale skin no longer need pantyhose to keep their legs from being the color of untoasted marshmallows, because there are improved tanning products on the market now that will not make their legs be the color of unripened tangerines.Whatever the reason, the pantyhose industry is doing everything it can to market alternatives for women.Tights, for instance, are fashionably correct according to one fashion magazine in its latest edition. I'm not sure what the difference is between tights and pantyhose. Besides, in its next edition that magazine probably will say that tights are out and black socks with Bermuda shorts are in.Another option is, or are, footless leggings. A woman in my office tried to explain to me what those are and why women would wear them, but I was too busy laughing to hear everything she said.One reason for the increasing popularity of footless leggings, according to a story I read, is that they now come in a range of colors, including "eggplant" and "bullfrog."Why any woman would want her legs to be the color of an eggplant is another mystery me. Although not nearly as much as why she would want them to look like bullfrogs.But it's not any of my business, I suppose. Just as long as they don't come out with pantyhose that makes women's legs look like possums.
My muddy pantyhose
My name is julie, I am in my late twenties, blonde....
Going to a dance recital in my sequined leotards and tan pantyhose. I was running late so I took a shortcut down a dirt trail. My boyfriend was following me but I did not see him as he likes to surprise me. It was early summer and it rained the day before. I was wearing mule sandals. I soon came to a large puddle yikes! I thought I cant get dirty or I will get spanked by my teacher! so I noticed a log on the side of the puddle I figured I will cross it and make a clean getaway! as I got to the middle my boyfriend jumps from behind and grabs me! YIKES! I exclaimed as I fell in the brown gooey mud! loosing my tap shoes and extra costume and my purse with extra hose! my sandals also fell off my feet and the brown muck between my toes! look at me I exclaimed I am a mess and now I am going to get spanked! my boyfriend was laughing. What a jerk !
So I got up slipping and slidding, picked up my costume, purse and sandals and went to the recital when I arrived, I scrapped most of the mud off. But iwas a mess my teacher saw me Julie! what happened I told you not to get dirty! yikes! is all I could say. Follow me... I knew I was in for it he turned me over his knee and spanked me. I tried to back away but fell backwards putting a run in my dirty hose! after the spanking, I went to the dressing room to change when I opened my purse for my extra hose water and mud poured out! so I took a pair from another dance bag one of the dancers left. Went on stage did my number and went home.
Knowing my dance teacher, I managed to slip into the dressing room before he could catch me. Covered in mud I cleaned myself up and put on my other less muddy costume and the stolen pantyhose leaving my soaked muddy hose by the dancebag.I scrapped the mud off my tap shoes and did my number on stage.
When over I huried backstage knowing my teacher was busy talking to the parents, so now was my time for a clean getaway, until Gina the girl whose pantyhose I took looked at the soaked hose on the floor and said: Julie you took my pantyhose! I'm telling! yikes! so I grabbed my bag leaving my tap shoes on, I tried to sneak out. My nipples hard with the excitement and my clit getting wet. By now Gina, my dance teacher and my boyfriend were all going after me.
As I went down the dirt trail, now really slippery in Mary Jane tap shoes I tried to cross the log, when my boyfriends hands grabbed my nipples and I again fell in the same mud! yikes! I said as I fell in. Gina then caught up with my previous dirty pair of pantyhose. These have to be yours! she said they match the pair you're wearing! and we then started to wrestle in the mud. My boyfried then stood and watched. Gina was wearing a skating dress and tan pantyhose, with sneakers I was wearing tan pantyhose and tap shoes the mud felt good on my vagina and the tap shoes were slippery. Gina had more traction as I slipped and slid. Then my dance teacher showed up Julie! I got you in the mud YIKES! as he grabbed me my boyfriend jumped in the puddle and started to wrestle my dance teacher! now all four of us were making quite a mess we soon started to laugh and helped each other up. My teacher lightly tapped my rear, but my boyfriend spanked harder then he said I guess i will save the teacher the trouble Julie.
I apologized to Gina and gave her some money for new pantyhose me and my boyfriend walked home now I was turned on so he started a bubble bath, I let him undress me and I massaged his penis, as we got into the tub he helped wash the mud off me. I then put some bodywash on. He brought me a fuzzy navel wine cooler I laid down on his bed and with my clit wet he penetrated. The sensation inside me was wonderful! I then put my muddy costumes in the wash and cleaned my pantyhose. After everything dried I got dressed and we walked back to my apartment then my boyfriend asked if pantyhose come in mud color! YIKES! I said.
THE END
Going to a dance recital in my sequined leotards and tan pantyhose. I was running late so I took a shortcut down a dirt trail. My boyfriend was following me but I did not see him as he likes to surprise me. It was early summer and it rained the day before. I was wearing mule sandals. I soon came to a large puddle yikes! I thought I cant get dirty or I will get spanked by my teacher! so I noticed a log on the side of the puddle I figured I will cross it and make a clean getaway! as I got to the middle my boyfriend jumps from behind and grabs me! YIKES! I exclaimed as I fell in the brown gooey mud! loosing my tap shoes and extra costume and my purse with extra hose! my sandals also fell off my feet and the brown muck between my toes! look at me I exclaimed I am a mess and now I am going to get spanked! my boyfriend was laughing. What a jerk !
So I got up slipping and slidding, picked up my costume, purse and sandals and went to the recital when I arrived, I scrapped most of the mud off. But iwas a mess my teacher saw me Julie! what happened I told you not to get dirty! yikes! is all I could say. Follow me... I knew I was in for it he turned me over his knee and spanked me. I tried to back away but fell backwards putting a run in my dirty hose! after the spanking, I went to the dressing room to change when I opened my purse for my extra hose water and mud poured out! so I took a pair from another dance bag one of the dancers left. Went on stage did my number and went home.
Knowing my dance teacher, I managed to slip into the dressing room before he could catch me. Covered in mud I cleaned myself up and put on my other less muddy costume and the stolen pantyhose leaving my soaked muddy hose by the dancebag.I scrapped the mud off my tap shoes and did my number on stage.
When over I huried backstage knowing my teacher was busy talking to the parents, so now was my time for a clean getaway, until Gina the girl whose pantyhose I took looked at the soaked hose on the floor and said: Julie you took my pantyhose! I'm telling! yikes! so I grabbed my bag leaving my tap shoes on, I tried to sneak out. My nipples hard with the excitement and my clit getting wet. By now Gina, my dance teacher and my boyfriend were all going after me.
As I went down the dirt trail, now really slippery in Mary Jane tap shoes I tried to cross the log, when my boyfriends hands grabbed my nipples and I again fell in the same mud! yikes! I said as I fell in. Gina then caught up with my previous dirty pair of pantyhose. These have to be yours! she said they match the pair you're wearing! and we then started to wrestle in the mud. My boyfried then stood and watched. Gina was wearing a skating dress and tan pantyhose, with sneakers I was wearing tan pantyhose and tap shoes the mud felt good on my vagina and the tap shoes were slippery. Gina had more traction as I slipped and slid. Then my dance teacher showed up Julie! I got you in the mud YIKES! as he grabbed me my boyfriend jumped in the puddle and started to wrestle my dance teacher! now all four of us were making quite a mess we soon started to laugh and helped each other up. My teacher lightly tapped my rear, but my boyfriend spanked harder then he said I guess i will save the teacher the trouble Julie.
I apologized to Gina and gave her some money for new pantyhose me and my boyfriend walked home now I was turned on so he started a bubble bath, I let him undress me and I massaged his penis, as we got into the tub he helped wash the mud off me. I then put some bodywash on. He brought me a fuzzy navel wine cooler I laid down on his bed and with my clit wet he penetrated. The sensation inside me was wonderful! I then put my muddy costumes in the wash and cleaned my pantyhose. After everything dried I got dressed and we walked back to my apartment then my boyfriend asked if pantyhose come in mud color! YIKES! I said.
THE END
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Pantyhose . . .
PANTYHOSE ! ! !
The many colors of 'fashionable' women's ware. . . .
When they are empty, pantyhose may be the ugliest things on this or any other planet. With the possible exception of possums.But that's not the reason I don't wear them. Not wearing pantyhose is pretty much of a tradition for Stewart men. Which is not to suggest that pantyhose wearing is unmanly; Joe Namath wore pantyhose.Not only did he wear them while he was playing football, he was paid several thousand dollars to wear them in a 1974 television commercial. For several thousand dollars, I would wear pantyhose and a Wonder Bra.But, like most men, I've always found pantyhose to be a bit of a mystery.Not only don't I understand how women get into them, I can't figure out why they're referred to as a pair of pantyhose. As nearly as I can tell, all of their parts are connected into a single unit.I realize that pants also are referred to as a pair of pants, but that doesn't make sense, either. You could argue that pants and pantyhose are called a pair because they have two legs, I suppose. But then, why don't we wear a pair of shirts, most of which have two arms?These questions are, perhaps, unanswerable, even for deep thinkers such as myself.But what is not debatable is that the sales of pantyhose have been declining for the past 10 years.Pantyhose watchers offer several reasons for drooping sales, not the least of which is that women hate them because they are uncomfortable and expensive.But then, women will pay hundreds of dollars for pointy shoes that pinch their toes and high heels that give them backaches, so that can't be the total answer.Another explanation is that women stopped wearing pantyhose because of the influence of the television show, "Sex and the City." The female stars of that show, it is pointed out, never wore pantyhose and they looked hot. Then again, the female stars of "Sex and the City" would look hot if they wore lederhosen.A third theory is that women with pale skin no longer need pantyhose to keep their legs from being the color of untoasted marshmallows, because there are improved tanning products on the market now that will not make their legs be the color of unripened tangerines.Whatever the reason, the pantyhose industry is doing everything it can to market alternatives for women.Tights, for instance, are fashionably correct according to one fashion magazine in its latest edition. I'm not sure what the difference is between tights and pantyhose. Besides, in its next edition that magazine probably will say that tights are out and black socks with Bermuda shorts are in.Another option is, or are, footless leggings. A woman in my office tried to explain to me what those are and why women would wear them, but I was too busy laughing to hear everything she said.One reason for the increasing popularity of footless leggings, according to a story I read, is that they now come in a range of colors, including "eggplant" and "bullfrog."Why any woman would want her legs to be the color of an eggplant is another mystery me. Although not nearly as much as why she would want them to look like bullfrogs.But it's not any of my business, I suppose. Just as long as they don't come out with pantyhose that makes women's legs look like possums.
The many colors of 'fashionable' women's ware. . . .
When they are empty, pantyhose may be the ugliest things on this or any other planet. With the possible exception of possums.But that's not the reason I don't wear them. Not wearing pantyhose is pretty much of a tradition for Stewart men. Which is not to suggest that pantyhose wearing is unmanly; Joe Namath wore pantyhose.Not only did he wear them while he was playing football, he was paid several thousand dollars to wear them in a 1974 television commercial. For several thousand dollars, I would wear pantyhose and a Wonder Bra.But, like most men, I've always found pantyhose to be a bit of a mystery.Not only don't I understand how women get into them, I can't figure out why they're referred to as a pair of pantyhose. As nearly as I can tell, all of their parts are connected into a single unit.I realize that pants also are referred to as a pair of pants, but that doesn't make sense, either. You could argue that pants and pantyhose are called a pair because they have two legs, I suppose. But then, why don't we wear a pair of shirts, most of which have two arms?These questions are, perhaps, unanswerable, even for deep thinkers such as myself.But what is not debatable is that the sales of pantyhose have been declining for the past 10 years.Pantyhose watchers offer several reasons for drooping sales, not the least of which is that women hate them because they are uncomfortable and expensive.But then, women will pay hundreds of dollars for pointy shoes that pinch their toes and high heels that give them backaches, so that can't be the total answer.Another explanation is that women stopped wearing pantyhose because of the influence of the television show, "Sex and the City." The female stars of that show, it is pointed out, never wore pantyhose and they looked hot. Then again, the female stars of "Sex and the City" would look hot if they wore lederhosen.A third theory is that women with pale skin no longer need pantyhose to keep their legs from being the color of untoasted marshmallows, because there are improved tanning products on the market now that will not make their legs be the color of unripened tangerines.Whatever the reason, the pantyhose industry is doing everything it can to market alternatives for women.Tights, for instance, are fashionably correct according to one fashion magazine in its latest edition. I'm not sure what the difference is between tights and pantyhose. Besides, in its next edition that magazine probably will say that tights are out and black socks with Bermuda shorts are in.Another option is, or are, footless leggings. A woman in my office tried to explain to me what those are and why women would wear them, but I was too busy laughing to hear everything she said.One reason for the increasing popularity of footless leggings, according to a story I read, is that they now come in a range of colors, including "eggplant" and "bullfrog."Why any woman would want her legs to be the color of an eggplant is another mystery me. Although not nearly as much as why she would want them to look like bullfrogs.But it's not any of my business, I suppose. Just as long as they don't come out with pantyhose that makes women's legs look like possums.
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