Beauty in stockings fucked.
*Note to readers* This was a request story for a friend, the character description and the content of the story were chosen by him to fit his specific fantasy. His comment was that there were not enough female masterbation stories out there. I do hope I've done it justice.
Dawn drove home through bumper-to-bumper traffic, releasing a long held breath as she took her exit. Shoulders immediately beginning to ease, she smiled as she thought of the evening to come. She had been planning this for at least a month. Thought it out, every detail, and finally the weekend had come. Pulling into her drive she locked the car and struggled the stack of research work inside. Tossing her keys on the small table by the door, she set the stack of folders in the floor near the couch. She checked her watch, only about 20 minutes behind, not too bad. She had plenty of time. That thought made her smile. The idea of plenty of time was a foreign concept to a research assistant. Someone was always demanding you have things "yesterday".
Stepping into the bedroom she took a quick look around. Stripping the bed to put on fresh sheets, smiling at the thought of the feel of them against her skin. Nothing felt quite as good as fresh linens against clean skin. Turning to the wardrobe she set out the candles, dotting the room with the various shapes and sizes. The soft scent of vanilla filled the air as she moved to the kitchen. She smiled as she ran her hand over the bottle of wine she'd bought last month, then set it in the fridge to chill. Tonight she would finally crack the seal. Grabbing an apple she stepped into the bathroom. Food would have to wait until later.
She took her time in the shower, using the shampoo and conditioner bought at the specialty shop in the mall. Custom made, they smelled like her favorite perfume. She scrubbed her face and skin till it glowed, shaved her legs and under her arms, then carefully shaved her mound and the lips of her sex leaving only a neatly manicured strip of dark red hair along the front. Tempted by the smooth feel of her skin beneath her fingers she teased her clit, rubbing the soap over the skin she just shaved. Shivering she bit her lower lip and looked down watching her fingers slide between her legs. Resisting the urge to bring herself to orgasm she rinsed off and got out. She wanted everything to be perfect, already her body thrummed with excitement.
Drying her hair upside down, she tossed her head back as she stood up looking into the vanity mirror. The long layers of her hair fell around her face like an auburn mane, shadowing the soft angles. Running the warm air of the hair dryer over her body she dropped the towel, the heat sending ripples of pleasure over chilled skin. She looked in the mirror, studying her face. Deep green eyes, lush dark lashes, delicate brows. Smiling, she narrowed her eyes at the soft sprinkling of freckles dotting her nose and cheekbones. She was blessed with a creamy complexion, no reason to wear a lot of makeup.
Moving back to the bedroom, she took the new teddie from the top drawer of her dresser, smiling as she stepped into the whisper of antique silk. Her breasts filled her hands beneath the silks caress as she watched herself in the mirror. Dawn had always been satisfied with her B cup breasts. It meant she could go without a bra if she wanted to, and she liked that her nipples were a soft caramel color. Rolling them between her fingers she watched as they plumped and stiffened. Turning to the side she ran a hand over the flat of her stomach and down along her mound, fingers teasing between her legs over silk encased, freshly shaven, skin. Shivering she could hardly wait.
Getting a glass of wine, she returning to the bedroom to light the candles and turn on soft music. Looking at the mirror she cupped her breast with her free hand, teasing her nipples, each in turn till they strained against the line of lace and silk that contained them. Moving to the bed she sipped the wine and got comfortable, closing her eyes as she let the music cleanse the days thoughts from her mind. She had chosen the cd for its lazy sensuality, the Middle Eastern drums in the background giving it a languid throb that echoed through her body. Her hand moved down over the skin warmed silk, across her breasts, the soft scent of vanilla and spice adding to the mental images the music provided.
Her fingers rolled her nipples through the material; fascinated by the way they stood up beneath the creamy silk, their dark color seen through its thin surface. Slowly her nails grazed her ribs, across the flat of her stomach, writhing softly to draw the silk crotch along the smooth lips of her heat. Setting her wine aside she rubbed her arm along her breasts, free hand moving down to join the other between her legs. Her fingers stroked the lips of her sex through the silk sending tingles and chills along her spine. Twisting the crotch of the teddie around her fingers, she drew it up tight around her swelling clit. Warmth snaked along her stomach and up to her breasts, pulsing to the tips in time with the sultry beat of the music. She raked her nails over the imprisoned nub causing little electric shocks to course to the tips of her breasts.
She felt her body temperature rise, slowly arching her back to rock her hips against the material of the teddie. Her lips parted, breathing slow and steady, drying out her mouth. Her tongue darted out to wet their surface. The slow, torturous pleasure-building till she couldn't stand it any longer. Letting go of the silk, her fingers sliding beneath to caress the swollen lips, slowly parting the flesh to slip her middle finger into the heated folds. She rubbed the pad of her finger over her fevered slit, already slick with her body’s arousal. She pressed the small patch of skin at the very base of her pussy, nails raking back and forth over this small, sensitive spot. Low shudders coursed through her as she drew her nails back to spread herself open. Legs sliding further apart she moaned feeling the cool air hit the inner sanctum of her core, clit quivering as her fingers drew closer to circle it and press along the hood. Holding the lips of her sex open she began to tease the length of her opening with two fingers, working her swollen clit against the mound of her palm. Unable to resist any longer she slid her fingers inside, muscles grasping tightly as she pumped them in and out, deeper with each wave of pleasure.
(tale # 44) get full text ... Beauty in stockings fucked.
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It wasn't long before the doorbell rang and my secret visitors entered the house accompanied by Stan and Bill. There were five others and none of them had much to say when Stan went through the introductions. I was becoming more and more nervous and felt the lustful penetrating eyes of the men burning into me.
Going through the motions a hostess usually carries out I offered and poured drinks for my guests. I wasn't prepared for the sudden change of manner, or the aggression that went with it. Hands came round me from behind and held my breasts. I was in the middle of the room and was turned to be displayed like the star of a sex show. I heard the unzipping of trousers as some men already felt the need to release their penises from the constraints of their clothing.
With glass and bottle still in my hands I felt helpless as fingers popped open the buttons of my dress. A man stood and walking in front of me raised my clothing and holding my apparel bunched in one hand he rubbed between my legs along the crack of my vagina.
For a long two minutes this carried on in silence and I found my own gaze couldn't keep from focusing on the stiff pricks being masturbated in front of me. I was beginning to feel very scared but aroused by the bizarre and unusual manner of this group of sinister looking elderly men. The doorbell rang again and to my horror and surprise in walked two more men, younger men, big jet black men. My heart thumped when they grinned at the sight of me being made to show my underwear. The realisation that they were here to fuck me made me let out a muffled shriek. These men had come knowing I was prepared to be spanked and chastised with a whip – what else, and how much did they intend to test my sexual excesses?
Letting a few old men indulge their fetish of spanking my bum was quite different to what this group seemed to want. Somehow the presence of these younger men put things in a different light.
The bottle and glass were taken from my hand and still with silent and slow movements I felt my panties being peeled down my legs. I began to whimper quietly which caused some of the men to smile in a smug and evil way. Glancing at the two black men I noticed bulges appear in the front of their pants as they watched my underwear fall to uncover my sex organs. My bra was lifted above my breasts and the top of my dress was pulled down to trap my arms.
My attention was drawn back to the man in front of me as I realised that now he had removed his lower garments and was holding his erect penis against my slit. There was going to be no build up or any form of erotic foreplay – I was right away and without further ado going to be fucked! In his penis went and though I gritted my teeth expecting discomfort I realised with surprise how wet I was – the organ slid in and filled me completely. Now the man behind moved away and without warning I heard the first crack. The sound of the whip reached my ears before a split second later a searing stinging pain burned across my buttocks. I yelled as another stroke found its mark and made my body rise and fall while being held impaled on the other man's very stiff penis.
The crowd was delighted as I managed through the tears and screams to see their increased hand action on their cocks and leering smiles cover their faces. The gentle build up of spanking and gradual arousal that I had known before and had expected this time was not to be – this was real sadism.
Time again the lash landed across my raw buttocks and each time it made contact I bucked against the cock in my vagina. For a time I was lost in my tears and pain until suddenly I became aware that I was writhing against the intruding penis more often than the whip was cracking against my bottom. The man was merely stood still holding me – it was I who was doing all the movements.
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If was my wife’s turn to be the dominate person tonight, but what I didn’t know was how well she planned for the evening. The kids were staying at her mothers for the evening and she planned to have her way without worrying about how long it took or how loud we got.
She had ordered a new outfit and some new toys to make the evening special. After dinner it started with a dip in our hot tub. While we sat and enjoyed the warm water, with a few relaxing drinks, she got out of the hot tub to take care of a few things.
When she returned she was dress in a black satin mistress outfit that you would see right out of a XXX rated catalog. Looking at her dressed out in one of the sexiest outfits I have seen her in was short lived as she proceeded to put a blindfold on me. She dried me off everywhere but my penis and ass. Next thing I heard was her telling me to hold real still and the sounds of scissors opening and closing. This seemed to take a minute or two, and was followed by shaving cream. She spread the shaving cream all over my crotch and ass.
Next she proceeded to shave my crotch, even shaving up and down my now very erect dick. Finally she finished and rinsed by crotch off. I was thinking now the games can begin. But that thought was short lived as she had me bend over and proceeded to shave all around my anus. This only made my hard on getting even harder. Already I could feel myself start to leak, and I was concerned about not cumming to soon. Finally, she rinsed me clean and had me follow her back to the bedroom.
Once there she put a ball stretcher on me to my relief. At least the stretcher would delay me from cumming to soon. The only concern was she had selected our widest stretcher. She had to pull on my nuts very hard to get it snapped closed with the hard on I had. Normally she would never play very rough with my balls, which was an indication of things to come this evening. Next I heard the camera snapping as she said she was going to take a few pictures for her personal enjoyment when I wasn’t home.
When she was finished with that, she had me lay down in the middle of the bed. She had her first new toy already set up as she bound my limps with Velcro straps to the bed posts. She told me tonight would be the first for many things that I have never experienced before. As we have always been a little adventurous I was wondering what new things she could come up with. The though was quickly replaced with a cold ice cube rubbing on my balls. With the stretcher on there was no where for my balls to go, she melted the first ice cube down to a sliver and proceed to push it in my asshole. Just as I was adjusting to the cold in my ass, she rubbed another ice cube on my erection. Again when that melted to a sliver she pushed it into my ass. As the cold was very uncomfortable, it was quickly replaced my something hot landing on my balls. She laughed as I tried to scoot away from her, but the restraints would only let me move a few inches. The first drops of hot wax were quickly followed with many more drops. As the wax began to build up on my balls the new drops stopped feeling so hot. The warm wax began to feel so good and my erection returned to its rock hard state. Sensing to much enjoyment she began dropping hot wax on my erection. This made me jump even more than the wax on my balls. This didn’t stop her from dripping a lot more wax as she watched me wiggle. Finally, the wax stop and I had a moment to catch my breath. Just as I began to relax again, a cold ice cube was applied to the tip of my dick. This was my far the coldest the ice had felt, and again once it melted it she put the remaining sliver in my ass. As she laughed, the next drops of hot wax fell on my dick head. And in an instant the cold was replaced with heat.
Finally, when I think see had my whole dick covered in wax she stopped. The next sound I heard was that of the camera clicking again. I couldn’t wait to see what the pictures looked like!
My wife took a short break to get something to drink. I was stuck there wondering how far this would go. When she returned she had a handful of clothes pins. We had never used clothes pins before, and I started getting nervous. She put them down and pulled an ice cube out of her drink and rubbed it on my nipples. This made them instantly hard and erect (that is as erect as a guy’s nipple can really get). Before they had a chance to change once the ice was removed she put a clothes pin on each nipple. The clothes pins made my nipples tingle and my dick get rock hard again.
She then moved down to my dick, picking up several clothes pins. She began to attack clothes pins along the length of my shaft. She must have put about a half dozen on before she put the first one on my dick head. While the ones on my shaft tingled like the ones on my nipples, I felt the one on my dick head hurt. That didn’t stop her from adding three more to my dick head. Again she stopped to take more pictures.
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Girl in black stockings and high heels on kitchen.
You walked in and there I laid, naked, legs spread. I was rubbing my clit, letting my fingers slip down fingering my own hole. Candles were lit, there was a firry feel to the room. You stood at the foot of my bed watching me. The only words you spoke you whispered. " Nice."
I had my toy out, the silver vibrating egg. I glided the egg over my pussy, from hole to clit. My hips rocked when the egg was rolled over my clit. You could see the sweet nectar leak from my pussy. As you watch me get my pussy juicy, you take your clothes off, standing there starting to touch yourself.
Your own hands roam down your chest to your swollen cock. My eyes watch as you stoke it, your eyes watch my fingers as they glide between my pussy lips. The silver egg buzzes its way down to my wet pussy hole. With the cord I let it slowly go inside my pussy then pulling it out, dragging it back up towards my clit.
As my toy is brought up to my clit, you climb onto my bed. Your face dives into my wetness. My sweetness is long over due to flow. Your tongue laps at my hole, licking, sucking up my juices. Dragging your face upwards over my pussy, grinding deep in me. I feel your nose and tongue being rocked from my hole to my clit.
My hips rock the opposite direction of your face. One of your hands reaches for my nipple. Grabbing and squeezing. The other, two fingers are slid in my pussy. First, just slowly teasing my hole. The tips were bent to hit my spot. Then deeper and deeper I feel then go inside of me.
You fingered me slow and deep, while your mouth licked, sucked at my pussy. My legs spread even wider, but wrapping around your head. My hands reached for the rail to the bed. I needed to hold on I was in for the pussy licking I've been denying myself.
You grab my toy getting it wet, then placing it by my asshole. Your tongue is flicking over my pussy from hole to clit. Applying pressure when reaching my clit, parting your full lips sucking in my clit. My hips rock, your fingers go deeper in my pussy as my ass is tingling from my toy. I unwrap my legs, spreading them further. Your fingers, keeping their rhythm going deeper in my pussy. Your tongue concentrates on licking me from hole to clit.
I lift my hips, keeping them up raised. You take the toy, rubbing my asshole with it. You feel my body is about to explode, but you keep your pace the same. You make love to my pussy with your sensual mouth. One more lick with the tongue and waves over take me. The sweet nectar you've been thirsting for flows. My juices exploding all over your face as you lick them up.
Your face is buried deeper in my pussy. You tongue my hole, sucking the cum from me. Licking, lapping your tongue you hit my ass with it. You see the response my body has and you flip me over. On all fours you take to licking my ass. You lick me from pussy hole to across my ass. In long hard licks, my back arches with every lick of the tongue. You lick me harder and deeper. Waves of hot orgasm over take my body again. I feel the juices flow from my pussy. Running down my pussy. Your tongue licks up my pussy juices, licking, sucking till the spasm ceases.
(tale # 47) get full text ... Girl in black stockings and high heels on kitchen.
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My eyelids slowly opened. My vision was a little blurred. I tried lifting my hands up to wipe my eyes but they were bound behind the chair I was sitting in. It was cold and I was without clothes. As my vision enhanced I saw a woman walking into the room. Once this woman got within clear view, I recognized her. It was my girlfriend, Amber.
I listened to her boots tapping on the floor as she walked my way. Amber had an amazing look to her. Dark colored hair with a purple tint wrapped around her head and I loved her piercing's. I've always loved a girl with her eyebrow, lip, and tongue pierced. Who doesn't love a girl with a tongue ring?
My eyes focused on her face as she put a cigarette between her lips and lit up. Smoke blew through her nostrils. She inhaled, her cheeks caved in as I watched the smoke drift from her soft black lips. One hand held the cigarette while the other ran down her front side. Ambers fingers traced the black and red leather corset that covered her body. Our eyes met for a moment before hers shifted to my erection.
"I see someone is excited," she said with a smile before taking another drag, then blowing a cloud of smoke into my face. "It's good to see that you are turned on by my actions." I shivered at the touch of her fingers lightly rubbing against my hard cock.
A moan escaped as she squeezed my member as hard as she could. Bending down, her mouth wrapped around my whole shaft. Deep throating had always excited me. Her hand grabbed my nipples, I clenched my teeth. Laughing, she pushed the chair over. I laid bound to my seat, looking up at those devilish eyes.
My eyes followed her as she positioned her vagina over my face. Confusion arose because she wasn't putting her privates down far enough for me to enjoy the smell or taste. Drop after drop turned to streams of urine. My mind was blown as she pissed on my face. The urine ran down my neck and on my chest, dripping down my sides. It was unexpected but I found myself very excited by this.
No time was wasted, as she sat on my face. I did the best I could to tongue at her clit. Changing my speed and motions but it was difficult when I was tied down and couldn't use my hands or fingers. She became frustrated, got up and left the room. It didn't take long for her return.
"I want you to hold this dildo in your mouth. Hold it still and don't you dare drop it. I WILL get off"
My mouth opened with stupid words, "What if I can't…"
(tale # 48) get full text ... Hot babe in lingerie and stockings.
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