Nylon Orgy (MM/FF,Encasement,DP,Oral) - Part 1
story by hosesniffer
One afternoon while we returned from shopping, Christy, my girlfriend, gave me
a huge surprise when she started talking about her plans for the weekend. “Do
you remember us talking last weekend about me wanting to be sandwiched ?”
“Sure. You said you’d like to try it sometime.” “So,"
I went on, "who’s the lucky second?”, I asked feeling she had finally
found someone for us to try it.
“Well,"she answered after a moment,
"it's gonna be Mike and we’re invited over to his house Saturday night
and so is Dawn."
Despite being quite broad-minded about having sex
with multiple partners,it was quite a shock to think that my buddy Mike was going
to fuck my girl. Christy had recently introduced Mike to Dawn, a friend of hers
who was a strip-dancer. When they first met in the striptease bar where Dawn worked,
Mike had practically monopolized all her off-stage time (presumably some large
cash expended) and they got to know each other and apparently hit it off. They
went out together that night and made arrangements to do so again. Chisty, Dawn,
Mike and I all share something in common: a genuine love for pantyhose.
I
quickly got over the surprise and asked if we had to bring anything special.
“Not
much really," she ansvwered, "you do still have some seamless pantyhose,
don’t you? Bring a couple of pairs and several sheer-to-waist and regulars.
Pantyhose will DEFINITELY be involved."
Saturday finally came and it
was nearly six before we were ready to go. Christy wore a tank top with a wrap
skirt over a pair of sheer-to-waist taupe pantyhose, and I wore a knit shirt and
shorts over a pair of seamless nude pantyhose.
Mike’s house is quite
impressive. He's a realtor, actually a broker, and his company had sold most of
the houses in the development. His house was one of the first built in the neighborhood
and had got it at quite a discount from the developer since they used it for an
open house and office until the section was complete. It was a sprawling ranch
style on at least a full acre wooded lot with a circular driveway. Mike met us
at the door in a knit shirt with slacks, but I noticed his ankles above his loafers
revealed he was wearing off-black pantyhose. Dawn, as lovely in full light as
she was in the lounge, had on a loose-fitting shift over a pair of nude hose with
a pair of slides. After standard greetings, we moved inside and sat in the living
room and talked for sometime and for a drink.
“You’re not bashful
at all about wearing pantyhose, are you?” he asked me as we found seats.
I had momentarily forgotten he had never seen me in shorts. “This
is pretty much standard casual wear around the house and some places around town,”
I replied. Suddenly Mike kicked off his loafers. "Ah, much better,"
he said as he wriggled his sheer nylon covered toes.
Christy couldn’t
take her eyes of his wiggling toes. "You can take off those trousers too
if you want,” she prompted.
“We’ll get to that soon enough,”
said Dawn, "but first I have a little changing to do.” She excused herself
and disappeared into the bedroom.
“She looked fine to me,” I
said.
“It’s something special," Mike said, "but she
wouldn’t tell me what. Do you know Chisty?”
“All I know
is what she told me to bring. I’ll be as surprised as you.”
“Is
everyone ready?,”she said after a while.
“Front row center,”
replied Mike.
Through the opening appeared a spike-heeled pump followed
by a shapely leg encased in smoky gray, very shiny nylon. As it waved about, an
arm appeared, also covered in the same nylon. "OK, opera gloves," I
thought. Man was I wrong! As Dawn stepped through the doorway, Mike and my jaws
dropped. She was wearing black wet-look bodysuit, but it was what was underneath
it that stunned us. Dawn was covered head to foot in shiny grey nylon except for
a flowing black wig. Even her face was sheathed in nylon. I’ve read of skin
suits and even seen pictures on the Internet, but this was the first time I had
seen one in real life. She was simply stunning. “You're absolutely gorgeous,”
I blurted as Dawn slowly spun in front of us. My cock had risen almost instantly
to full erection and Mike’s shifting suggested he was having a similar reaction.
She was simply stunning.
“You have to tell me where you got it,”
chimed in Christy. She got up to feel Dawn’s arms and circle around her.
She looked over at me. “Dan, I want one!”
“They’re
expensive, a few hundred bucks. So nobody had better tear it,” cautioned
Dawn. A narrow zippered seam ran from midway on her back to disappear beneath
her wig.
“It’s worth the sight,” I said, resisting the urge
to leap up and run my own hands along her. “But isn’t it a bit, inconvenient,
I mean what if you need to, ah, use the loo?” What a sappy thing to say,
but I was dumbfounded by her diaphanous beauty.
“They’re custom
made. There’s another zipper you haven’t seen yet.”
“How
long does it take to get one made.” Christy unable to get her hands off Dawn's
body.
“A few weeks. First you have to send them all your measurements,
and I mean right down to the length of your fingers. Foot size, inseam, thighs,
butt, waist, boobs, everything from bottom to top. They make opaque ones that
are a little cheaper, but I just had to get the sheer. It’s like a second
skin, which I guess is why they call them skinsuits. Damn! Christy you're getting
me wet caressing me like that."
"That was the idea," said
Christy and locked her lips onto Dawn's surprising all of us. Christy had never
mentioned of her bisexuality to me. Mike and I could see Dawn struggling to push
her tongue through the nylon into Christy's mouth while she sucked it in abandon.
"Hmmm, I forgot you liked girls too," said Dawn as they broke off. “Christy,
I think there's an extra in the menu. Be right back,”Dawn said as sneaked
back into the bedroom. Christy giggled looking at our hard pricks straning under
our shorts and said, "I guess you're gonna just have to sit out the next
round. Enjoy the show." Christy began to strip taking off her skirt and then
her top, her breasts with erect nipples were bouncing free just as Dawn came out
with a large wadded rubber mass in her hand that unfolded enough for me to see
that there was a dildo attached. Dawn finally peeled off her bodysuit revealing
her lovely breasts shrouded in skin-tight grey and a hairless pussy split by another
tiny zippered seam. Christy took the strap-on, put it aside and started exchanging
light kisses with Dawn. Dawn moved closer to embrace Christy and press her nylon-covered
breasts against Christy's. “Your breasts are beautiful,” Dawn murmured
and ducked her head down to kiss each hard nipple gently. “And sweet.”
She backed Christy slowly to the chaise as she resumed kissing her lips and embracing
her breasts. Christy parted her legs and rotated her near leg outward and Dawn
took advantage of the parting to hook one leg over Christy’s and slide her
thigh up to Christy’s crotch. Dawn and Christy were now kissing more passionately
as Dawn moved her hand down to cup Christy’s hose covered mound. She no longer
lay still, but was undulating her pelvis and arching her back while gently moaning
in response to her attentions. Dawn then broke off her kisses and started moving
slowly down Christy’s torso, planting kisses and licking her way steadily
lower, sliding her body down and shifting over to center herself over Christy.
She gave a small breathing intake as Dawn had reached her destination. Ripping
Christy’s pantyhose, Dawn lowered on to her crotch. The intakes soon became
moans and the jerks settled into slow writhing as Christy began to respond to
Dawn’s oral talents. Dawn was taking her time bringing Christy to the edge.
Soon her breathing became ragged and a few minutes later, and Christy squealed
hit her first orgasm. After her orgasm settled, I expected Dawn might work her
way back up, but she kept eating away and sure enough, it was only minutes before
Christy was heaving again in orgasmic bliss. That was soon followed by another.
Dawn was now keeping Christy right on the edge and over, repeatedly. By now Mike
and I had freed our cocks and pumping furiously, my manhood tenting the seamless
pantyhose and a wet spot from precum was visible. Mike was apparently as turned
on by the sight as I was. His cock was rigid beneath his own sheer- to-waist pantyhose.
Even without a ruler, I could tell he had at least an inch advantage over me in
length, but with similar girth. Christy would love riding that. I was beginning
to worry that I might cum too soon watching these two getting on but was determined
to hold back as long as possible. Eventually Christy begged for relief. “Please,
I can’t take another.” Christy then pulled Dawn into a full embrace
whose nylonned face was drenched in cum. After a first tentative kiss, she pressed
her lips hard against Dawn’s as they grapevined their legs together. Christy
then began a slow slide down Dawn’s body, taking a long time to suckle on
Dawn’s breasts through the pantyhose. Seeming to make a final decision, she
then continued her descent and unzipped the seam hiding Dawn’s pussy. We
all lay there amid the scent of aroused pussy and the sounds of Christy's wet
slurps and moans for some time.
“Would you like to be the ‘guy’?”
Dawn asked as Christy finally rose from her crotch.
“Really?”
“Yeah! I'd love it if you could do me.” Dawn got up and went
to fetch the strap-on while Christy dug into our bag and pulled out a squeeze
bottle of clear lubricant. The rubber getup resembled a pair of latex panties
with a long split in the back, and as Dawn started to slide them up Chrsty's hosed
legs, I could now tell that not only was there a dildo attached, but there was
a shorter, thicker one also on the inside. I’ve heard of these panties but
had never seen a pair. Christy poured out a small amount lubricant into her palm
and worked it all over the inner cock of the brief that was now pulled up to within
a few inches of her crotch. She then tossed the bottle over to Dawn, who applied
a liberal amount on her crotch and working it into her vagina. Mike and I just
sat there mutely stroking our respective cocks while we watched her insert the
intruder through the crotch of her hose into her pussy and pull the briefs snugly
to her crotch. It took a bit of wiggling and pulling, but she was finally satisfied
everything was in place. Her artificial cock and its molded balls stood straight
out in shining ebony glory as she stroked some additional lube onto it. In a few
minutes, Christy was standing there in pantyhose with an imposing cock jutting
out. Dawn was back on the chaise and pulled Christy over with Christy in the superior
position. Christy moved into position and inserted it into Dawn’s waiting
hole. She layed down over Dawn, who wrapped her legs behind her, and began experimentally
thrusting it in and out.
Christy took several strokes before she got into
a rhythm. Dawn’s hooked legs pushed behind her ass with each penetration
to encourage her. Before long they were in full gear. Christy had her thighs positioned
under Dawn’s ass so she could partially sit up and allow Dawn to finger her
swaying breasts.
“Hope you're enjoying this guys. This is so strange.
With the part that’s in me, it almost feels like it’s part OF me. I’m
being pulled and pushed inside, and it’s stimulating my clitoris in a totally
different way, like this thing is an extension of me. And, I know it’s odd,
but I feel a kind of power knowing that I’m inside her. Is this what it’s
like to be a man having sex?”
“I never really gave much thought
about power, but I guess I do, at least when I’m on top. I get to control
the pace. We have a disadvantage you don’t, though. You don’t have to
worry about cumming to soon,” Mike said. She laughed, which caused a nice
jiggle to her breasts.
“Speaking of pace, you can go faster if you
want,” Dawn chimed in. “I’m right on the edge.”
“That’s
the real power. Giving orgasms. Seeing a woman in the midst of an orgasm that
you helped her reach is such a turn-on,” I added.
Christy picked up
the pace, taking shorter strokes and bumping against Dawn’s clit on each
downstroke. It only took a minute of that before Dawn screamed out her orgasm.
“Oh, Yeah! Do it! Yeah! Ahh! Ahh! AAEEEIIIIAAHHH!” She was writhing
under Christy’s onslaught and pulling it hard into her with her legs. “AAAHHHH!
Oh, GOD, that’s GOOODDD!” Christy couldn’t stay upright with Dawn’s
legs wrapped around her and she tumbled down onto Dawn, their breasts flattening
against each other as she continued to churn her fake cock into Dawn’s pussy.
Christy was huffing pretty heavily and I guessed she was near her own orgasm.
Dawn reached for Christy’s breasts and started kneading against the outside
edges, unable to reach her nipples which were pressed against her own. Christy
started whimpering. “OOOHHHH, SHIT!” “OOOHHHH, FUUCCKK! AAAHHHHGGG.”
Christy was thrusting with an energy worthy of any sex crazed man as she continued
to pound the dildo home right through her twitching orgasm. I wasn’t surprised
at all when Dawn came again almost immediately. I hadn’t seen many sex films
this erotic and almost stopped my own stroking in fascination at their unbridled
sexual display. Dawn’s immediate second orgasm ignited some kind of fire
in Christy. From what had been a sound but somewhat detached fucking, Christy
was all over Dawn. Her hands seemed to want to touch everywhere at once as she
showered Dawn with kisses. She was urgent in her passion and within another minute
of so, she was heaving with her own second orgasm which seemed to quench Christy’s
fire. She withdrew her ‘cock’ from Dawn and sat down with one leg still
hooked over Dawn’s.
“Way to go, girls,” I cheered. “It
was one hell of a show.”
“I can’t believe I acted like that.
I’ve never been that aggressive in sex before,” Christy replied breathlessly.
“I hope I didn’t hurt you,” she said to Dawn.
“Baby,
you can hurt me like that every week! That was some fucking!” Dawn leaned
over to kiss Christy again. “Maybe I can return the favor sometime.”
She reached over to pull on the dildo like it was a real cock.
“It
seems I have passed any point of inhibitions I had left about having sex with
another woman. I would have never believed I would enjoy myself so much. Not that
I don’t like feeling a real cock in me, though.” She stood uplooked
at me with that last comment.
“Can I help you take that off?”
Dawn offered to Christy who was still wearing the harness and the dildo was bobbing
around suggestively. Christy nodded and Dawn started unfastening it. “I almost
don’t want to take it off,” Christy mused as the insert plug pulled
free.
to be continued....
Story posted by hosesniffer
on Friday, February 01, 2008 @ 13:37:22 PST
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