Pantyhose Seduction Stories Novels & Stories

Six months without decent sex will do that. My hand slid under the short hem of my bridesmaid dress before I could talk myself out of it. Just a quick touch over my panties. Then I grabbed a mini vodka from the bar, downed it down, and lay back. Dress rucked up around my hips, fingers slipping under the lace making slow circles on my clit. Immediately, the music faded into the background, next my body loosened, warm and floaty from all the drinks I didn’t hear the door open. But... *BOOM!

His chest was rising and falling fast while his eyes were on me like he wanted to eat me alive. I stepped out of my heels and walked over slowly, enjoying the way he watched every move. My blouse was still hanging open, my breasts bouncing freely. My skirt was still bunched up around my waist and my soaked panties pulled to the side, I could feel my pussy dripping down my thighs. I climbed onto the couch and straddled him, hovering just above his cock. “You’ve been such a good boy so far,” I whispered, dragging my wet folds along his shaft and teasing him. “But I’m not done playing with you yet.”

He climbed over me, the heavy weight of his pant trousers rough and abrasive against my inner thighs as he forced them apart. "I'm going to take my time, Blaire," he whispered, his eyes locked on mine as he reached down to finish unzipping the dress. "I want to see exactly how much you've been craving this. I want to see exactly how starved you are “

“Take my pants off.” I lifted my head. My teeth caught the zipper pull. I pulled slowly downward. The zipper parted with a soft rasp. She lifted her hips. I hooked my teeth into the waistband. Pulled. The pants slid down her thighs. She kicked them off. Black lace panties remained. I looked up at her. “May I take your panties off, Master?” She smiled. “You may.” I leaned in. My teeth caught the lace at her hip. Pulled gently. She lifted her hips again.

He slowly led the way to the big couch, his eyes going from my boobs to the red g-string I had on. "I know you always get lost in those books of yours, don't think I haven't seen the kind of things you read.." he paused, my cheeks flushed as he made me sit on the couch. He got down on one knee in front of me, his hand still around my waist. "And I know your little head has cooked up fantasies.. fantasies of what you want to experience, of what what you want me to do to you." He paused and lowered his head to my drenched panties, taking a long, seductive whiff.

Squeezing hard and leaving palm print on my boobs. "Aha!" I moaned loudly, feeling something drip from my thighs. He grinned, spreading my legs wide apart. "No!" I protested but it fell on deaf ears. He stuck one finger, pressing it on my wet spot. My body trembling as he pressed harder at my soaked panties. How many women has he slept with to know how to make a woman's legs go weak with one touch. His eyes are fixated on my soaked red pants. At this point my legs were visibly shaking as I tried to cover my legs. His gaze at my clits makes me blush harder.

I’d bled and spent the next week panicking I was pregnant, too embarrassed to buy Plan B, convinced my life was over. Didn’t get pregnant. Still don’t know if Danny was sterile or if I just got lucky. Either way, the whole thing had been underwhelming. So yeah, my sexual history was one long string of mediocrity. And now I was listening to someone else being absolutely destroyed in the best possible way. Time warped. An hour. Maybe more. I only knew the sounds wouldn’t stop. At some point my hand drifted under my sleep shorts without me even realizing. My fingers pressed against my underwear, dampness there, proof of my body’s betrayal.

She spent money to buy a dozen pairs of pantyhose in various colors all of which had openings in the crotch for easy access. Jane was surprised by Greg one night just last week when after supper, she was standing in front of the kitchen table and he came up behind her, pushed her face down on the table, lifted up her dress and proceeded to fuck her senseless. She had multiple orgasms and released enough pussy juice that she had to wash the pantyhose. Greg seem to really enjoy his release and shot more cum into her hot, hairy pussy then ever before. She reveled in the attention she was getting and the sex was a fantastic " EXTRA". Seeing that Beth and Doug were free, she grabbed Greg by his c

She was holding him tightly with her nails poking on his shoulders and her one leg wrapped around his waist . Soon he started pressing her chest and pulled out her boobs from her low neck frock and started sucking her nipples. He then took her and threw her on the bed . He took off his towel and her panties. Her legs were wide spread with her boobs popped out still wearing her mini frock but without panties. He took a look at her crotch. It looked pink and tight . He slowly touched her down there with his two fingers. He looked there for a while. He had slept with many women but he had never seen someone with such a perfect pussy.

I took off my bra and it dropped to the floor, and gently I grace the bed, I straddle him and began to open his buttoned shirt one after the other “Tonight….” I whispered “What about tonight's beauty?” “Tonight is going to be such an amazing night you'll never forget in your entire life” “I cannot wait” He smiled and lick his lips, “Patience” I smiled, and finally succeeded in taking off his shirt, I moved down to his pant as I began to pull it down, he was so damn ready and massive “Looks like you can't wait any longer huh?” I asked and slowly grabbed his massive c**k in my hand