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NOTE: Read part 1 first
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
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