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Sylvie
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Subject: Story: Sylvie
(Sorry if the text alignment is not right. This is my first attempt and my PC
software is not 100% compatable when files are transferred to the system)
You are a friend of my older sister, and you are spending the holidays
with us. Both of you are flying in from different cities, and I was to pick you up.
up.
You were "the lady in red": red blouse, red miniskirt, red nylons, red heels.
When I saw you my eyes automatically feasted themselves on your legs; you
noticed that, but I didn't know that you did. You gave me a social hug, and I
could smell the Escape (my favourite perfume) that your were wearing. This made
my cock even harder than before, and you felt it pressing hard against your
thighs. You smiled and acted as if nothing happened.
We got back home. My eyes were once again fixed on your legs when you
took off your shoes. The sight of your cute feet and toes makes my prick throb,
which you noticed (and again, I was not aware that you do). The phone rang and
it was my sister. Her flight was snowed in and she wouldn't be back for a few
days.
You went upstairs to your room, with me following with your luggage.
You felt that something touched your legs, but it was very shy. Once again, you
appeared to ignore it.
After you have settled down in your room, you came down the stairs.
While doing so you saw me near the front door (but I did not see you). You
stopped and watched. My pants were down, and my cock was "wearing" one of
your pumps. The other was in my face, and I was breathing deeply the smell of
the leather. One hand was stroking my cock. After an expression of ecstasy I
carefully placed your heels back to their original position, and left. You came
down, and saw the inside of your shoes wet with milky cum.
You found me in the living room, sitting on the couch and reading the
newspaper. You decided to make your move. You sat beside me.
"The flight was too long." you said.
"I'm sure it was. This is a big country." I replied.
"It's even worse when you're wearing high heels," you continued, "my
feet are really sore. Would you like to give me a foot massage?"
"How can I say no to you, Sylvie?" I responded, my heart beating faster,
my prick hard as bone.
You put your feet on my lap and stretched out on the couch, using a
cushion as a pillow. My trembling hands began massaging your feet and toes. The
feel of the moist nylon made me even more excited.
You pretended that you fell asleep. Meanwhile, while my hands massaged
the most beautiful pair of feet I've ever seen, I am facing a dilemma: Aphrodite
herself is lying beside me, asleep. Should I fulfil more of my sexual desires? et
I was very afraid. What would you say if you find out?
Finally I could resist no longer. I bent down and kissed you delicate toes,
and smelled the intimate smell of the moist nylon. My lips and tongue ran all er
your feet - toes, sole, heel, everywhere. I got even more excited when I
discovered that you actually put Escape on your legs and feet. The smell of the
perfume, mixed with your feminine aromas, produced the most powerful
pheromone for me. My hands were followed by my cock, which is now red, hot,
and throbbing wildly. My hands then went up your legs, stroking and feeling the
strands of sheer nylon. Every single inch of your legs that I can reach was
thoroughly and lovingly caressed. I knelt down on the floor, and my hands moved
up in your skirt. I touched your garters. Oh! What a delightful feeling that was!
And your ever smooth thighs plunged me into the deepest ecstasy.
You decided that it was time. "How do you like my legs?" you asked. I
was shocked and threw myself back, still on my knees. "I...I...I..." I was
trembling so much that I could not say anything, nor do I know what to say. s
"It's all right," you said, stroking my cock with your toes, "you've done a
good job."
You got up, and stood right in front of me. I bowed down to the ground
just in front of your feet, pleading, "I'm sorry Sylvie. I'm not worthy to touch
your legs. You are a goddess who I should not even dream about..." "Oh get up,
silly boy," you interrupted, crouching down and lifting me up. "Help me out of
my clothes," you said. I obeyed, unbuttoned your blouse, and unzipped your
skirt. In the meantime you took off my top and my pants. I now stand naked in
front of you. I got my first glance of your milky white breasts, nicely wrapped
in your red bra, awaiting to be released. I also discovered that you were not
wearing panties, and that the tip of my still erect cock is actually touching ur
pussy hair.
My explorations of your body was interrupted when you gave me the
sweetest French kiss I ever had. Feeling more boldly now, I undid and took off
your bra, exposing the most seductive pair of tits in the world with the finest
nipples on top. My lips moved down your chin, your neck, your shoulders, your
breasts, finally hungrily sucking one of your hard nipples. My hands caressed d
gently squeezed your butt, and worked their way to your pussy. I inserted one
finger inside your vagina, while another stimulated your clit. Your legs (those
beautiful legs!) felt strengthless, and you sat down on the couch. I knelt down in
in
front of you, and replaced my fingers with my tongue. I licked your clit and
pussy, sending you to the depths of sexual paradise, while my hands continued my
massage of your thighs and legs. While we reached new heights of ecstasy, there
is one more thing left for me to do.
I lifted you up and carried you to the dinner table. I laid you down on the
table and placed your gorgeous legs on my shoulders. My eager prick is now at
the right level and is stroking your clit. My hands continue to excite your hs,
and your pussy is now dripping wet. My cock found its way in your pussy, and
I pumped in and out, in and out, at first slowly, then getting faster and ...we
approached our highest orgasms...when I sensed I was about to cum, I pulled my
cock out, and ejaculated all over your nylon-clad thighs...occasionally stroking
your clit and mixing with your feminine juices, I spread my cum all over your
nylons...
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