Pantyhose Seduction Stories Novels & Stories

“I wore a white panty with blue lacing and I could see his eyes staring at it hungrily. His hands were quivering aching to pull them. Seth realized that he had strayed from the feet and his palm was now running dangerously close to my thigh. I was silent my mouth now a little open. My red rosy lips were trembling with the rhythm of his movement on my leg. He caressed my swollen feet further. Rubbing the ointment deeper and deeper. My legs arched upward with every stroke of his fingers.

“Feel free to get out of that gown. It looks uncomfortable. I’m going to slip into a robe.” She inclined her head, standing still until he disappeared into his room. Slowly, she walked down the hall to the guestroom, letting herself in. When the door closed, she leaned against it, heart racing and hands trembling as she fumbled with the zipper. Her nerves sang, and she knew he was going to try to seduce her. Not that she needed much persuasion. Lanie shed the dress as fast as she could, along with the sandals Feeling wicked, she left on the garter and stockings, but removed the bikini panties and didn’t bother with a bra.

he whispered, the confession seeming to shame him. Francine’s grin widened. Perfect. She reached out and placed a hand on his chest, feeling the frantic heartbeat beneath. “That’s okay. I’ll teach you.” Her other hand went to his belt, unbuckling it with swift, practiced moves. “You have a big cock, Harry. I saw it. Let me see it properly.” She undid his trousers, pushed them open. His cock sprang free, thick and already hard, curving up against his stomach. It was magnificent—long, with a smooth, flushed head. Francine moaned softly at the sight. “God, you’re gorgeous.”

I was dangerously close. My back arched off the bed, two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy as I read the filthiest part of the story — the part where the two older men had the girl pinned between them, stretching both her holes while calling her their perfect little whore. “That’s it, baby. Take both our cocks like a good girl.” My thighs started shaking. I was right there… when my mother’s voice suddenly cut through the door. “Serena! Dinner!”

She smiled teasingly at him, the whole while not knowing that this was her last night to live! He returned her smile as he allowed her body to grind on his. He hadn't realized that the floor started to become cramped with the amount of bodies grinding on one another. It almost reminded him of an orgy but without all the sex involved. Anticipation stained the air on the dance floor and it just kept feeding his own sadistic fantasies of what he was going to do to Sierra and maybe even Isabella!

He sat up and smiled down at her, he eyed her Mickey Mouse and Minnie panties and scoffed in amusement. ‘How childish!, to seduce me with such a pant! I thought they usual dress up lingeries to seduce men, I don’t think this beauty over her got that memo’. He thought to himself. Her Mickey Mouse pant aroused him more in the past few minutes than all those models that tried to seduce him in lingeries. Then suddenly, all the thoughts of the pant and anything else left his mind as he concentrated on the sexiness in front of him.

“Use me. I don't break easily.” Princely didn't need any other encouragement. His hands went to the waistband of Noble's sweatpants. He hooked his fingers in the fabric, and his knuckles brushed the hot skin of Noble's lower stomach. He hesitated there. Noble covered Princely's hands with his own again. “Do it,” he said, his voice thick. “I want you to.” Princely pulled. The soft grey fabric of Noble’s sweatpants slid down his hips before falling to the floor around his ankles. Princely’s gaze dropped, and his breath stopped in his throat.

I found myself nodding along to the words coming out of her mouth. “Yeah,” I shrugged, chuckling a bit. “It’s wide how fast they carried the story. Turning me to some sort of master seductress who trapped three powerful men.” As if. “And even if you did, they should want to have your pussy. It’s a golden pussy.” Now that got me laughing. What the flying fuck.

Her pussy already felt warm, a little damp just from the thought of what was coming. Dante picked up the leather harness from the shelf. It was black and sturdy, with thick straps that crisscrossed the body. He motioned for her to come closer. Lou stepped forward, her heart thumping. He started buckling it on himself, his strong hands working slowly. First, the main band around her waist, pulling it snug so it hugged her curves. Then the straps over her shoulders, framing her breasts and pushing them up a bit. One strap went between her legs, pressing right against her pussy lips and up her ass crack. It rubbed her clit just enough to make her gasp as he tightened it.

“Could you just open the door so I can leave? I don’t want to see you naked. That’s sexual harassment.” “That’s rich coming from someone standing in only her panties and bra,” he fired back. In my rush to leave, I’d completely forgotten that I was holding my clothes instead of wearing them. I hastily put them on, but while buttoning my shirt, I noticed a diamond ring gleaming on my finger. A scream tore from my throat as I tried to pull it off. “Why is this with me? Don’t tell me I stole it while drunk!” I felt his presence behind me before I turned. And no, he wasn’t intimidating because of his size. It was his beauty that scared me. The longer I looked into his eyes, the more I felt drawn