Pantyhose mask melodies
story by Mark
Donīt get me wrong, I like ladies, but that day I felt restless, like if energy was moving inside a closed form, from one side to the other in bursts. That form was me!!
She came into the room, her beautiful long hair, she was wearing a silk bluse, a bluish skirt down to her knees, nylons and high heeled shoes. The room covered in shades of dark, except from where she was standing. The light shining in a intense beam of orange, shining on her pantyhose and warming her long smooth legs. Sitting in front of the computer screen, my eyes shifting from her to the screen and back again... I stod up walked showly fast and like spaced out stood there like if my body was paralized. I felt inferior and was in between doing something extreme or melting down the flor.
I took control, bumped my body into hers and embraced her, as I presed her to lean back. I took a step into her and traightened her up as I kissed her wildly over her neck and face ... a p a u s e - a long pause as the intensity grew.
... Now folks, as you can see this was no ordinary day, no, this was one of those special days that make live worth living for...
I was on the path of no return - I throwed her on the couch, hold her head head down with my left hand as I kiss and bitte wildly all the way down to her nylons. Riped the pantyhose appart and pulled it off her, hold her head down against the couch and then continued bitting and kissing hungrily down to her feet. Jumped over her, sitting with my bum on her lower back and holding her arms in place. I began moving my hips up and down and side to side in passionate rythms, over and over, round and round. Then holded her head and pressed her face into the couch, sideways, frontways, angling ... Im in control, as a cowboy riding his horse.
I grab the ripped hose and pull it over her head tightly, I turned her around ripped her blouse appart, no bra. There on top of her grabbing her breast with my left hand and pulling her pantyhose tighter with my right, I see her distorted face changing as I rotate and pull the pantyhose downwards. This pantyhose masked bitch was under my control! I moved my right hand underneath her gliding along the skin towards the butt. Grabbed her butt tightly in rytms, tighter and tighter, she showed signs of disconfort and pain - scream bitch! - I shouted. She began making sounds, making houling noises, sunded like pain and pleasure combined into a 1.000 melodies.
I turned her around again, face down, and began moving up and down and cirkling my butt around her lower back, then spanked her rythmicaly as when you want a horse to go faster. Hei, Hei! I shouted - and spanked her harder and harder.
I took her soft wide belt and blinded her binding it tightly behind her head. Turned her around, slapped her lightly two times over the face and inserted my cock all the way up her, 3 strong beats and a passionate chain of bangs... took my cock out and comanded her to suck my dick through the pantyhose, I pulled in and out of her pantyhosed mouth, it got wet, wet, and it was hot, very hot, swet runing down my back and glidding between my butts. I pulled her up and around on all four and began banging her from behind. Then started playing with my cock around her ass, inserting it a bit and pulling out, a bit in and a bit our, a couple of circles and in again, I was getting excited!!
I spitted down her but line and glided her ass well with my thumb, before inserting it deeper, in and out, spaking her but and pulling her hair towards me. As I fucked her from behind, she houled, groaned and the 1.000 sounds become melodies of madness. I saw, I took, I controled, I rode my way ... all the way. I dropped down on her back, enjoying the pleasure, I took my time. Then presed her face down as I got up, pulled my trousers up and walked out.
THE END
Story posted by Mark
on Friday, April 09, 2004 @ 00:03:20 PDT
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