Pantyhose Seduction Novels & Stories

She resisted moaning as she became aware of her thighs and her thigh-high stockings that didn’t need a garter belt. She hated wearing pantyhose, and garters were a hassle. These stockings had silicone bands that prevented them from falling, and the lacy ones made her feel sexy with no one else knowing. That made her aware of what lay between her thighs and how she felt her excitement liquifying there and her own needs returning. He’d only messed with her a few hours ago and again. Michael conveyed his demanding desire through a single glance. She wanted to get down on her knees and do whatever he wanted if he’d only ease the need building in her that his passionate hunger started.

Then, he dipped to his knees. Patty braced her hands on his bare shoulders as he pulled her panties down around her ankles. He used the lightest touch as he unhooked her thigh highs from her garter belt. Then, he yanked the garter down her hips. He groaned as his thumbs tucked under her thigh high and pulled it down to her ankle. “Lift your foot, honey,” he said raggedly. She did. One side of her panties slipped off her foot. He scoped off the hose and dropped it on the carpet. Goldman repeated the process on her other leg.

I sat on the floor between her legs and took her left foot in my hands. Gently, I pulled the scarlet stiletto off her foot and tossed it behind me onto the bathmat. Her foot was so athletic, so delicate. In my hands was a foot of such elegance and grace, it was a work of art. Her heel and the ball of her little foot framed a sky-high rainbow-shaped arch. I loved how the double nylon of her pantyhose and her nylons slipped in my fingers, clinging like an ultra-sheer double skin around her complex curves. Her nylons hugged her toes as if they were shrink wrapped, so tight the five painted little ends imprisoned within were framed in individual little curves. As I studied them intently, Anna wi

As if he was trying to drive her absolutely senseless, he upped his tactics, slipping his hands down the outside of her thighs, sending currents of heat through her. “I am so fucking glad I convinced you to buy these skirts,” he whispered against her swollen lips. “And you wore one today. Perfect.” Before she could question why it was perfect for today, his hands slipped over the bare skin of her thighs. Pantyhose were the work of the devil, so she’d always sworn them off. Feeling his hands roaming up to her hips, under her skirt, left her feeling warm and sultry. His fingers hooked around the fragile material of her panties.

I must look like a model for an erotic photoshoot with my half wet and uncombed hair, red lipstick and the racy lingerie he had left me to wear. Antonio took his precious time as he circled to the foot of the bed and then met my gaze as he demanded, “Bend your séxy legs and open them for me.” I bent my legs that were still encased in shimmering Jimmy Choo but paused when the other half of his order registered and what it’d do. The panties were crotchless, opening my legs would mean letting him see me without taking the panties off. His dark glinting eyes stared at me, waiting. I took a shaky breath as anticipation buzzed inside me and I parted my knees. I almost whimpered when he licked his

I will never leave this wench un fuck! She moaned and it's like music to my ears. I want to make her moan even more. She sat on my lap make my dick poke on her panty. It's like a heaven sensation. It's really feel good. She's just wearing panty. I can feel that her panty is slowly getting wet. "Did you just wear panty on purpose to seduce me, sweety? Is this part of your plan? I'm just one call away when it comes to fucking you know that. " She groaned and massage my nipples. She didn't say a word. She was busy savoring the heaven that im building for her for a short time. I was busy kissing and beating her cleavage, leaving her some bites. She really smell nice. Expensive perfumes and lo

She then started unbuttoning her dress till it was wide open and let it slid down her legs, revealing a red matching bra and panty. She then walked up to where Dickson was standing, not forgetting to maintain eye contact with the man. In a seductive voice she enquired. "What do you want me to do Dikson?" In response, the man then unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants in order to release the beast that had hardened a long time ago. Lust was written all over his face and that he could not hide. The pill had been working and now he so badly needed someone to satisfy him.

"You won't be able to walk to my office when I'm through with you. I will fuck you so hard your body will know me by my touch, and your throat will be sore from screaming my name." She gasped, her eyes shutting as it gave into his pull of seduction. Her toes curled beneath her stilettos, and her hips lifted to meet his, eager to feel his bulge which was poking her through his pants. Andre's wet hard tongue started a journey of trailing down her neck, sucking and biting the soft flesh, her low moans filling his ears, urging him on in the sensual warm up to the erotic dance he was about to begin. He lifted himself and released her hands, his fingers splaying slowly across her flat stomach, and

Elena's POV The dress slid from my shoulders like liquid silk, whispering promises of sin as it pooled at my feet in a crimson heap. I stood there, utterly exposed in the vast expanse of Alexander's penthouse, clad only in thigh-high stockings that clung to my legs like a lover's grasp and black stilettos that made my calves ache with every subtle shift of weight. The cool, conditioned air of the room kissed my overheated skin, sending shivers racing across my flesh, tightening my nipples into hard, aching peaks that begged for attention. His gaze—oh, God, his gaze—was a tangible force, raking over me with the intensity of a predator sizing up its prey. It tightened those peaks even more, ma

Most cases when she comes into his room, in an attempt to seduce him, had often seen her on those seductive see-through short dresses with a high slit, one flip of her dress and her pussy so wet and ready will be on display. Damn it! Pearl fucking knows what she wants, and would not rest until she gets it, she knew the pleasure part and soft spot of men which she had used on Alex and he had fallen into her trap.