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I walk into the diner looking for something to eat, and a place to
keep warm. The snow outside the door is swirling in the wind. I step
inside and notice that, other than you, I'm the only one in the place.
As I take a seat in the booth in the corner, you glance up from
counting your tip money. I smile and you walk over to me.
We exchange pleasantries, and as you walk away to get my water and
silverware, I can't help but stare at your gorgeous legs and ass. Your
uniform comes just above your knee and you have on my favorite beige
colored pantyhose. The light shining off your calves makes me warm all
over. As you return to me, you smile broadly and say, "What'll it be,
Handsome?" I smile again and as I look over the menu I ask if you're
on here.
Of course you've heard that stale old line a million times, but still
manage a believable chuckle and say, "Sure. Right there under the 'Hot
Dishes' section". I laugh, place my order and watch you walk away. I
don't see any noticeable panty-line, and that makes me more than warm.
As you approach me again I ask why there aren't any more people in the
diner. Since it's the midnight shift, you tell me there isn't a need
for more than 2 people, and the fry cook went home sick. I ask if
you'd like to join me to keep me company. You oblige, and as you slide
down into the booth, your skirt slides up to more-than-mid-thigh. I
notice the part of your pantyhose where the lighter leg meets the
darker upper-panty part. This drives me wild.
I ask if it's been busy and you say, "No, not really. Weather and all
keeps people in their nice warm beds". I ask if you have a nice warm
bed to go home to and you reply, "Nice and lonely", With a sly grin I
interested?" I stammer an excited "Yes." Not sure if you're serious or
not. You say, "Be right back" and again I watch your beautiful ass and
legs walk away from me.
You bring my burger and fries back, set them on the table and take
your place across from me once again. I begin to pick at my fries and
offer you one. You say, "Sure". I hold one over to your sweet mouth,
and you take it from between my fingers. As you do though, you suck
the ketchup off my knuckle. I ask if you'd like another, and again you
comply. This time, however, you reach across the table, cup my hand in
yours, and take my index finger entirely inside your mouth.
The feeling of your hot, wet lips around my finger excites me to no
end. My cock, fully erect at this pint strains against the front of my
jeans. You sit back, with a sheepish grin ask me if I like my fries.
"Why, yes I do. Thanks". I take a bite out of the burger and as I do,
I feel your foot worm its way into my lap. I jump, slightly startled,
and reach down with my free hand. Your shoe is lying on the floor.
I feel the tight sheerness of your pantyhose around your foot. I
almost choke on the mouthful of food in my mouth. Your toes are
wiggling and I love the feel of your soft sole of your foot against my
hand. I ease my way up your leg to your calf. Without climbing under
the table, this is as far as I can reach. You seemingly sense this and
slide around the booth a little closer to me.
You smile at me and I smile back. "You have gorgeous eyes", you say.
"Hey, thanks for noticing". I say. You slide a little closer and as
you do you place your hand on my knee. I feel the pressure of my hard
dick now, and I want you to feel it as well. I reach down to your
thigh and almost pass out at the touch of your pantyhose. I can see
the little half-slip peering out from under your uniform. Your thighs
are thick and muscular. Your hand moves up my leg and I squirm a
little.
"Am I making you uncomfortable?", you ask. "Not a bit", I reply, "Just
a little unexpected, is all". You lean over to wipe a small bit of
ketchup from the corner of my mouth with your finger. You stick the
finger with the ketchup on to your lips and lick it clean with your
tongue. I watch as your tongue swirls around the fingertip. The long,
red nails are beautiful. Your tongue moves expertly from the tip,
around the front to the back and then disappears into your mouth
again.
My hand is now lying in your lap, the fabric feels so smooth. You say,
"Finish up, I got something to show you". You get up and ask me to
follow you. As I lay my burger down, you run off in the direction of
the kitchen. I go through the doors and I don't see you. "Hey, where'd
ya go?" "I'm in here", you yell. I walk over to the door marked
"PRIVATE" and open it.
There you are, laying on the desk with your blouse open. I walk over
to you, and unbutton my jeans as I do. I stand beside the desk and put
my hand up your skirt. I feel your pantyhose and slide your skirt up.
"Wait", you say. You sit up, take the blouse off and slide your skirt
and half-slip off your feet. As you kick them to the side I notice
through your pantyhose that you haven't got any panties on. And you
are clean-shaven.
You begin to slide your pantyhose down but I protest. "Leave them on",
I say. With a look of bewilderment, you comply. You reach around and
undo your bra, and toss it on the growing little pile of clothes in
the corner. You come to me, put your arms around me and kiss me. Your
tongue feels so good in my mouth.
I wrap my arms around you and let my hands fall to your beautiful,
full pantyhose covered ass cheeks. I love the way they feel. I fondle
the seem that is in perfect alignment with your ass crack. Again, I
feel I may pass out from the excitement. "So, you're a pantyhose
freak, huh?", you say. With a reddening face, I confess. "Yeah, I
guess I am", is the only thing I can come up with.
"Certain type, certain color kind of does it for me, ya know. And you
got it all right here". "I'm glad", you say. "'Cause you do it for
me". All I can think of is chewing a hole in the crotch of your
pantyhose and licking the juice from inside you.
Our mouths meet in perfect time. Our tongues entwine. I feel I could
eat you for days, and by the way you kiss me back you feel the same
way. I pull my mouth off yours and slide to the floor, slowly. I run
my hands down the backs of your legs to your full calves. I bury my
face in your crotch and breathe in your scent.
You moan as I fill your sweet pit with my hot breath. You smell so
good. I start to undo my pants as you run your fingers through my
hair. You press my face against you hard, and I love it. I run my
hands back up to your ass. The feeling of your tight pantyhose against
your skin feels incredible. I finally free my hard cock from my jeans.
"I want to suck you dry", your voice quivers. I begin to stand as you
slide to the floor. You drop to the floor and I reluctantly remove my
hands from your pantyhose. You run your tongue along my belly as you
push my jeans and boxers all the way to the floor; my rod sticking
straight out as you touch the head with your tongue. The slit is moist
with precum.
both chuckle and you jam my cock almost all the way down your throat.
My legs get weak at the feel of your hot, wet mouth around my
throbbing member. You pump it furiously like a piston in a
hard-working motor. I wrap both hands in your hair and help your
movement.
You gag and moan as you work my big dick. You stop long enough to look
up at me. The look on my face is enough encouragement for you, and you
fill your mouth once more. I pull you up from the floor with your
hair. You begin to protest, but I stifle you by sticking my tongue
down your throat.
I bring my mouth gently off yours, lower to your chest and suckle the
left nipple. Your head snaps back in excitement. You groan with
pleasure and tell me how much you love that. I move to the right
breast and give it the same attention. I back up, and run my throbbing
cock up your pantyhose-covered thigh. You reach down and press my cock
down on your thigh hard.
I grab my dick and start to gently stroke it. You lean down and put
the head in your mouth again. You bite down hard. I love that. You
stand up and I turn you around so I can see your beautiful ass. I push
your upper body down onto the desk. I stand there for a moment staring
at your butt. I again begin to stroke my unit with my hand.
I run my hands along the waistband of your pantyhose. I slide my hand
into your pantyhose and push down to the cotton panel, feeling the
wetness. I take the scissors from the desk drawer and begin to cut a
slit in the fabric. Back to front, just big enough for access. I
finish cutting and pull your pantyhose up. You reach down and readjust
them.
You once again bend at the waist and assume the position. I move in
behind you and run my thick cock over your pantyhose. You moan a
little and ask me to fuck you. I move the head of my cock to the slit
I cut in the crotch of your pantyhose. With minimal effort, I insert
the head into your hot, wet pussy.
Just a little at first. I withdrawal the head and rub it across your
hard little clit. You moan loudly and begin to grind your ass into me.
I continue to massage your clit and cunt-lips with my dick. I can feel
you dripping your hot juice onto my dick. I can't wait, and from the
sounds you're making, neither can you.
I find your waiting hole and with a big thrust jam my cock deep into
you. You squeal with delight. You feel great. Hot, tight and very,
very wet. I continue to pump my rod inside you. As I pump my
ever-stiffening rod into you, I gently stroke the cool fabric of your
pantyhose on your ass. The feeling of your hot pussy around my
fuck-stick, coupled with the tightness of your pantyhose is almost too
much for me to take.
You moan with pleasure as I continue to ram you from behind. You reach
down between your legs and fondle my nut-sack. Your talented fingers
touching, caressing, and gently squeezing my balls drive me wild. You
tell me how good it feels and how close you are to orgasm. On the same
token, you ask me to stop briefly. "Am I hurting you?" I ask. "Oh, no.
I just want to turn around", you say.
With that, you move off of me and lay on your back on the desk. I
immediately follow you onto the desk and lower my hips onto yours. I
fill you full of my manhood as you pull your legs back to receive all
of me. I place my hands in the hollow behind your knees and force your
legs back as far as they will go.
I now have full advantage of the deepness of your love-hole. With
every thrust, every stroke, you moan loudly in rhythm. I lean close to
you and we kiss each other very deeply, our tongues dancing together.
Your pantyhose feel so good against me, my hands continually rubbing
your legs. Our lips and tongues part briefly, and you say. "God, you
feel so good. I want you to fuck me HARD!"
I comply, and begin to pound your pussy with all I have. Getting
closer to the impending orgasm, you whisper in my ear, " I want to
taste it when you cum". I begin to pump faster and harder now. I can
feel you begin to tense. You begin to breathe very heavy, and your
legs begin to flutter.
You look into my eyes and whisper, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Your hips begin to
buck wildly as your orgasm takes you away from me. You continue to
writhe under me, almost knocking us from the desk. I continue to
hammer you as you cum again. You are SO wet! I can feel the muscles of
your hot cunt grip my bone as you convulse with excitement.
You look at me and tell me you want me to cum in your mouth. I smile a
little, but never miss a stroke. You tell me how much you want my cum
in your mouth and on your face. I pull out of your wet cunt and stand
on the floor once again. I move around to the side of the desk and
position myself next to your head. You move up on one elbow and grab
my pussy-juice covered cock and begin to suck it like there's no
tomorrow.
The animal-like sounds you make are incredible. The sucking action
almost hurts; it's so strong. Your cheeks are caved in as you take
almost all of it deep into your mouth. I give you a little help by
grabbing a handful of your beautiful hair and jam the last three
inches down your hungry throat. You gag a little, but never once
protest. My hot, wet scrotum is now pressing against your lower lip
and chin.
I allow you to take a breath by yanking on your hair and removing my
cock from your gullet. As it leaves the entrance to your throat, I can
hear you take a deep breath of long awaited air. It sounds like a
vacuum. You again put the head of my dick in your mouth and move down
the entire length of shaft. I place my hand on your pantyhose covered
ass.
As you pump I can think of nothing else but the feeling of your hot
mouth on my cock. I feel like I might pass out again as my orgasm gets
closer. You move up onto your hands and knees without missing a
stroke. You continue to move your hot mouth up and down, up and down.
Your spit is dripping off my balls now. I tighten my grip on your hair
and help your motion.
My nuts begin to tighten and a growl forms in my throat as I squirt
the first load of cum into your mouth. You move your mouth to the end
of my cock to taste the semen in your mouth. It slips out from between
your beautiful lips and you catch the next stream of jizz right in the
face. It looks so good, running down your cheek. You squeal with
excitement and open your mouth and stick out your tongue to receive
the next shipment of sperm.
I unload two or three more hot, sticky braids of cum onto your lips
and tongue. You greedily lap them up, begging for more. As I begin to
relax from the orgasm, you tend to the cum-hole in the end of my dick.
You lick up every drop, not missing a single spot. You look up at me
and wipe the semen stripes from your face. You place the cum-coated
fingers in your mouth suck them clean.
I lean over and lick the last gob of cum off your cheek and place my
tongue in your mouth. You suck at it hungrily. You sit back and say,
"Mmmmmmmmm, how was that for a midnight snack"? "Great", I say. "Now
how about a replay"? "Sure", you say, but with that statement we hear
the door in the dining room open and hear the voices of hungry
customers looking for a bite to eat.
We dress and compose ourselves. You excuse yourself to wait on your
customers, but not before giving me a kiss and handing me your phone
number and e-mail address. "Keep in touch, ok?" I promise I would, now
that this is my new favorite restaurant. "And the appetizers can't be
beat!", you say as you smile and walk out the door. As I leave, I wave
goodbye and steel one more look at your beautiful legs and pantyhose.
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