Biker papa Don - narrative 1
During the summer when I was a teenaged I had been selling clip for extra money. I wore glossy pantyhose and either silky scanty or a silky slip under my dress everywhere I went. I was out going doorway to door when I came to business firm that had a man in his late 40 's working on a Harley in his drive way. On that day I had worn a lustrous tan pair of utilisation tights with some whiteness slick panties over top of them that were a size too big. I liked the way they slid around with ease on my shiny hose covered peter. Anyway, as I approached him he stood up and wiped his hands off. I did my usual salutation and initiation to what I wanted, and he introduced himself as Don. We had a pocket-size conversation and he then told me to come in the house where we could spill. I did have an nervous tactile sensation by the way he was looking me up and down and kept calling me things like sweetie and honey, but I was slightly aroused by this so I went in. He asked me if I wanted some lemonade so I accepted. He came out of his kitchen and handed me a glass and invited me to sit down on the couch by him. I sat down and began telling him what I was selling and about all of the deals and nest egg I could offer up him. I went on for about 15 minute of arc until I noticed he was staring intently at me but below my shank. I asked him what was wrong and he told me in a unassailable country accent that cypher was wrong. Then it hit me. My trouser leg was up and revealed a serving of my shiny nylon leg ! I tried to commute the subject and lead him away from my leg but it did n't work. He kept staring though, so I uncrossed my peg and apologized to him. He told me to never mind and it was ok with him and that he thought I had prissy looking legs. The conversation floored me ! He asked me what it was that I was wearing so I told him in full detail. He stated that he liked that kind of stuff and actually put his hand on my knee. I took another big drink of the lemonade and my straits immediately felt woozy. He had put something in and I was actually feeling loose and almost high from it. My speech was slurring slightly as his helping hand remained on my knee. I tried in vain to change the matter again but he kept going back to my legs.

I had some fun wearing shiny tights and pantyhose before but this was unexpected and I never messed around with a biker like him before, but I could feel my physical structure becoming aroused for some intellect. I squirmed around a fiddling bit but his hand stayed right there on me. He then started asking me all form of questions about me dressing up, if my parents knew, did my friends know, etc. Then he said he would sure care to see more of my legs and how I should n't be embarrassed because I was a precious little matter. I sat there stunned for a minute, with my head still reeling from whatever was in my drink. I finally answered him and stood up. I removed my place and my denim and layed them on a hot seat next to me. That 's when things got get !

As I layed me jeans down, he started to say things to me while I stood there for a minute. `` Yeah baby..that looks hot honey ! Yeah, I like that..purty long legs..yeah.. '' he exclaimed patting me on the incline of my leg. He then pose his outdoors laurel wreath on my leg right above my knee and slowly ran his deal up to the eye of my pantyhosed second joint and gripped on me roughly before patting me once on my silky granny pantied ass. I sat down in the recession of the couch, but he moved closer. I was flighty as hell but also very turned on too. Then he placed one arm on the back of the couch, and his unsmooth hand that was unloose patted me on my upper berth second joint right on top of the panties and started rubbing on the softly so that the `` big silkies '' as I like to shout them ( grandmother pantie ) slid around on top of my silken tights. For the second his had never left that area but he kept getting more and more personal with his doubtfulness and he was actually getting hard in his own dungaree. He asked if I minded if he got well-off and took his t-shirt off and unmake his belt, and also unzipped his blue jean but left them on momentarily. His hump was growing as he kept rubbing slowly on my thighs. He asked me where I got the pantie and when I told him that I took my grandmother shopping and stole a couple for myself he got really excited and noticeably harder.

He somehow scooted even closer kind of pinning me in the turning point now, and he put his hired man on the top of my thigh and began slowly stroking my leg down to my knee and then back up again, pushing the note as far as he could go. `` MMM baby..I love to see a young thing like you in pantyhose like these, '' he said petting on me, '' yeah baby..I 've only seen one fella anywhere near your age in pantyhose but they were n't shiny like these are '' he said. `` stall up again honey, will ya ? '' he asked. So I stood up again and put my arms to my side of meat looking rather rigid. He then began to massage my ass cheeks with both hired man, not rough, but with some violence. I was scared out of my mind but I could also feel my putz twitching as he moved my granny pantie around on me shiny pantyhosed ass. The smell of silk on my shiny tights really gets me turned on too, so it was n't prospicient before I started to encamp. matter just sort of flew by then !

Before I knew what was happening he turned me around facing him as he sat on the couch. He then reached up and started moaning again without saying a word, as his hand went right on my silky covered putz. He moved his hired hand up and down my shaft quickly, working my meat up to a broad hard on. Then without warning, he put his other hand on my ass and drew me in finisher to him, and dove grimace first onto my stopcock on top of the panties. I could find his warm spit exploring me up and down for at least 5 minutes while he pumped my silklike cheeks and moaned more. Next thing I knew, he yanked my panties down to my knees and dove his face into my shiny tan tights covered crotch so intemperately that I could feel his beard against my leotards tickling my skin. He then stood up and deflect me over the chair and positioned himself behind me. He placed his hot prick onto my hosed ass and started grinding it hard and slack up and down my ass cracking. Suddenly I felt his pecker swell up on my and he moaned loudly as he shot a hot lading all over my tights. He grind-ed his cum in real good and when he was done he started getting dressed. He then bought around $ 200 in mag from me ! He gave me his phone act and told me to call him from time to sentence or come see him if I wanted too ! This is only the maiden time we met but we have been together since then a few metre and even took several pictures and TV 's over the years which I either have posted or will put up soon !