Skiing Tights: Got the Picture

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Skiing Tights: Got the PictureThroughout the whole story, there’s one thing that I never clarified about Marlene and me: the exact nature of our relationship. If you’ve been keeping up, you know that it’s intimate, to say the least. But the background in this is we met by accident. It was a warm October. She was finishing her drink and leave the lounger as it had become quiet. We were the only two people at the fancy bar, both dressed and not knowing that there was some big single’s shindig across town. So, I sat beside her and bought us both drinks. I was intrigued by her enormous black mane of dark hair, her gold-flecked brown eyes, and the leopard print mini-dress she was almost bursting out of . She had more curves than a grand prix race track. I tried not to stare, but couldn’t help it–and could not help noticing that she was staring back at me too. We had a second drink and there was no question — we were going home together. And we did — to my small, neat house. When I stripped her thong off, made her roll over and instead of taking them off, I double looped them around her ankles until they were held together. “Get your ass in the air,” I whispered. She complied. I stroked and massaged her ass until she groaned and gyrated under my touch. I kissed her soft smooth skin and ran my fingers up and down between her cheeks. Silky smooth and not a single hair. I licked her wet until she said “Just fucking fuck me!” I got behind her: her knees together, mine apart. I leaned back, my balls banging her feet and then eased her backwards too until she was kneeling upright and rocking on my cock. After I came, I dipped my finger in her pussy, then traced my cum-laden finger on her lips. She licked it off, grabbed for my cock and gobbled the last drop by sucking on the tip — as if it were a straw into my balls. And we were up late and then again, up early for work on Friday. And we messaged each other throughout the day. At lunch we made plans to meet again after work at my house. I stopped on the way home and bought some booze. She was waiting, with food, when I arrived. She took off her raincoat and left it over the back of a chair. She looked hot. Her dress was black fitted and knee length with lilac insert that crossed her over her bust and curved in at the waist. She disappeared while I put the food away and returned as I made gin and tonics — with lemon, not lime. In the living room. Marlene took a huge gulp from her drink, placed her glass on a coaster and stripped naked. To be more exact: she unzipped her dress and shimmed out of it. When she was done, all she wore were high heels, stockings attached to a high waist garter and flimsy bra. She turned and slowly walked across the room wiggling and jiggling her ass for me the whole time. She and neatly folded her dress leaned heavily to her right, bent over at the waist and placed it the chair. Marlene was not wearing panties — not even a thong. I used two hands to get my drink to my mouth. She turned slowly, smiled, gave me a big lascivious wink and strutted like a runway model back toward me. My head pounded and my cock throbbed. She stopped right in front of me. Because she was shorter and I taller, in her heels her breasts were eye-level. With a shrug over her shoulders, she lowered one cup of her bra and her dark nipple was hard. She leaned in and I grabbed her thick tit and teased it with my tongue. My free hand slipped between her legs and cupped her beautifully bare pussy.[moves] I licked her until she thrashed and grabbed me by the hair pulling me upward along her body. She kissed me hard, bit my lower lip and grabbed my cock and thrust her hips up until my balls slapped her ass.And we had been going at it like rabbits for months — almost every night. I had barely seen the inside of my gym, but my fitness hadn’t waned — much. I was eating less, drinking more coffee and booze and getting physical with Marlene every night. When it was darker and the weather still warmish, we would fuck in the gazebo in the back yard. I had set up citronella pots and we would wear heavy bathrobes outside and bring a bottle of wine and plastic glasses and have slow boozy sex outside and then retreat indoors to a hot shower, bed, aydın escort sleep and some fooling around in the middle of the night. Occasionally we’d take a break, order a pizza, watch a movie, fuck and sleep. No matter what, arriving home each day and waiting for Marlene was a highlight. My cheeks hurt I smiled so much. And I don’t know if I was in love, but I was definitely in lust. And of course, we were companions as much as fuck-buddies so we told tales of our pasts and found common points — like skiing.And there we were, momentarily spent when she looked at me and said, “I need help.””What Baby-doll?””I need a bowl of hot water.”My brow creased.”Actually, it’s a little more complicated than that.””Water?””No, what I want.” She kissed me softly, put her hand on my cock and her mouth near my ear. “What I really want is to shave your balls and then suck them.”My dick jumped in her hand.”Huh, at least you’re paying attention.” She stroked my thigh through the pantyhose arousing me even more. “I want you to do something for me.” ”What?””I want you to go to the bathroom down the hall, get a bowl of warm water and bring it back.””Okay.””But I don’t want you to change.””Huh?””I want you to do it with your cock and tail hanging out of your pantyhose.”There were only five other bedrooms between ours and the common men’s room and I didn’t have to think twice. “No fuckin’ way.” My ass twitched and I started thinking about how to get the plug out of my butt.”Or,” her eyes flashed, “I walk down the hallway just like this,” she waived her hands in a flourish across her naked body. “And knock on every door on my way to the bathroom, so anyone who’s home is sure to open the door and take a peek on my way back.”Stupid jealousy flashed through me. It wasn’t like no man had ever seen Marlene naked before. I’m sure she had had more lovers than she had even told me about. That wasn’t the point. I stared at her, my mouth watering. I wanted to taste her skin, her lips, inhale her scent, consume this woman in every way possible. I wanted to please her and pleasure her on contact. I wanted her to crave my touch as much as I melted for hers. And I didn’t want anyone else getting freebee peek-shows while she was with me. My eyes narrowed. I gave her a double take — twice — trying to figure out if she was gaming me. Her expression yielded nothing. Was she trying to determine if I was chivalrous — trying to protect her honor — or just crazy enough to take her kinky dare. “Be my guest.”A wide grin crossed her face. Marlene shimmied her shoulders. Her thick boobs bounced and her wide hips hula’d. My heart sank but my cock twitched. I wanted to jump her bones, pin her down and lick her all over — to start. “Whoever’s home is gonna get quite a show.” She walked across the room, one foot in front of the other, her hips swaying.And that was it. Three long steps later I stood right behind her. I smacked her ass hard, grabbed her by the hair and kissed her mashing my mouth against hers. I smacked her a second time, tweaked a nipple and pulled her head back so I could lick and kiss her throat. Gently backing her up to the wall, I took my time as my lips traveled over her shoulders and breasts and belly and hips. As I got lower, she ran her nails over my scalp. And when Marlene couldn’t take it anymore, she grabbed me by the hair, hitched a leg over my shoulder and pulled my mouth to her pussy.When I got there, her inner thighs were slick, and I smiled, rubbing my cheeks and face against her soft flesh. I craned my neck upward, opened my mouth and searched for her sweet nectar. I sunk my fingers deep into her firm, round butt and pulled her closer. Her breathing was heavy and irregular and she pulled my hair harder until she pulled me away. Confused, I followed her to the bed because she still had aho
ld of my hair. “Lick me.” Marlene guided me until I was on my back and we were in a 69 position. It was long and slow and toe-tingling. Every time she got close to orgasm, she eased up on my cock and then I eased up on her, and then she would go hard at me and I would match her enthusiasm and then one of us would get close again. “I need you inside me NOW!” And we flipped around, this time Marlene on aydın escort bayan her side, top leg curled to her breast. I lay behind her and slipped inside, inhaling deeply and fucked her frantically. The tail plug gave me the same sensation as before and she came three times before I finally shot my load deep inside her. But I was out of my mind and went down on her, licking my own cum from her dripping pussy — as she had predicted. There was nothing I could deny her.”Kiss me.”And I did, and she sucked my cummy residue from my mouth and smiled. I lay there, breathing heavily, recovering while she went and poured another large glass of wine which we shared until it was gone. I wasn’t sure about her, but I was buzzed. “So,” she said, who’s going to get warm water. I still want to shave you.”And I wanted to be shaved by her. Maybe not the ultimate show of trust to have a woman with a blade between your legs, but close.I clenched my jaw. “I think you were going to go,” I said.”I will, but you know my conditions.”I pressed my lips together. I didn’t want her walking down the hall, advertising, but then I didn’t want me walking down the hall like this either. Worst case, she would just be a drunk naked woman. If caught I would be an extreme pervert and if not thrown out tonight, be barred from ever returning — and I liked the place.She put her socks on and went to the door, putting her hand on the knob. “Last chance.”I was pretty sure she would go down the hall quickly and not knock, but after a bottle and a half of wine, I wasn’t entirely sure. “Okay, I’ll go.” I got up from the bed and put my sweater on, my semi-erect cock hanging out of the pantyhose, the tail flopping and tickling the backs of my thighs. I looked down the semi-dark hallway and all seemed quiet. The only catch was if anyone had to get up to use the toilet or brush their teeth or wash their face, I was a dead man. I took a deep breath, ready to sprint down the hall on my tiptoes.Marlene whispered in my ear, “You’re so sexy my lovely, kinky boy. I’ll have a glass ready for you when you get back.” I put my hand on the knob.”And Baby, keep the tail on. It makes me so horny.”Another deep breath, it makes her horny, I thought. Oh. I went as quietly as a could over the thinly carpeted hall to the men’s room. The room was eight by ten and had three toilets, two urinals, three sinks on a long counter under a long mirror. Opposite the sinks were three shower stalls. I ran the water and it took almost a minute for the hot water to reach the basin while I stood — not naked, which would have been probably less disturbing — but all kinked-out and waiting. As I was filling the basin, I heard heavy footsteps in the hallway. Quickly turning off the water, I retreated into the end shower stall. When I pulled the curtain, the metal rings sc****d the metal rod so I stopped and pushed myself into the corner. The door opened. My hear thudded so loudly I was sure it could be heard across the room. Tilting my head, I caught the mirror and saw a guy in slippers and flannel pajamas standing at the urinal relieving himself. I opened my mouth and tried to breathe. All he had to do was wash his hands and look in the mirror and he couldn’t miss the pervert in the now crotchless pantyhose and tail plug — me. My whole body got hot. My asshole ached. Her games had gone far enough; I wasn’t going to play anymore.His business done, the guy hit the flush lever with his elbow, turned toward the sink. I caught the sleepy look on his face before he turned and left. I waited for the footsteps to fade before even breathing normally. I clenched my jaw and decided I wasn’t brining any water back to the room. Yeah, I wanted her to shave my balls, but if it was going to happen tonight, then she would just have to get the damned water herself. I stood still. In my mind I had the image of my lying back on the bed and Marlene between my legs with warm water, soap and a razor. I would watch, maybe not the actual strokes but I could see her sexy smile fueled by the intimacy of a shave — and damn it got me horny. My cock twitched. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take of this — at least tonight.More footsteps in the hall. My heart pounded escort aydın and I quickly ducked into the shower again. The door opened. I didn’t have the angle in the mirror to see who was coming in. My brain snapped back to my situation. Even though I had decided I was done for the night, I could still be seen as is. I swallowed hard and tried to breathe as quietly as possible.”Baby?” I peeked at the mirror and saw Marlene, naked except for her socks, phone in hand.”What?” I kept my voice low, but for the moment stayed in the stall.”I thought you had gotten lost.” We saw each other in the mirror and she came to me. “What’s taking you so long?””There was a guy who came in to pee.”She giggled, louder than I thought necessary or prudent. She leaned in, I felt her body heat as she kissed me on the throat and fondled me. “Oh, so eager and willing.”I kissed her back, desperate to leave. “We gotta go.””Mm, not quite yet.””No, now.”She reached around and tugged my tail. “I want to sit on the counter and have you lick me so I’m nice and wet when we get back to the room.”I paused and weighed my options. I could fight this for four minutes and ruin the mood or I could just lick her and get her wet in three and be done with it. I jerked my head toward the counter. “Assume the position.”She smiled and carefully placed her phone on the counter, leaning against the wall. With a hitch of her thigh, she got one ass cheek up and then the other before sliding back. She brought her heels up too, so they touched her ass, then she spread her knees wide. I knelt and pressed my mouth against her inner lips, caressing and swirling and licking gently, concentrating on taking it slow. Marlene stifled her moans of pleasure. “Oh, Ba-by, yeah, right thereeeee.” She was wet in 2.5 minutes. “I can’t wait for the room, fuck me now Baby. Right now!”I stood and rubbed my cockhead up and down her wetness and getting lubed before slowly entering her. She made a gurgling sound and put her ankles on my shoulders as I pushed forward and deeper. The world slipped away when I was inside her, there was nothing for me but the grip of her pussy around my cock and the smile on her face. And we fucked. I disregarded her every instruction and went fast and slow at my own pace. The damned tail swished against the back of my thighs making me even harder than before. I slammed her hard and she grunted with a smile every time. “Cum for me Baby. I want to feel your cum spurt inside me and then I’m going to put my fingers in my pussy and lick it off.”Her words did it for me and I came so hard it sizzled from the inside. I thrust a few extra times shooting more inside and waiting to see what she had promised.Marlene delivered. She dipped her perfectly manicured fingers into her dripping pussy and licked them. “Kiss me.”She tasted of pussy and the zing of comingled cum.”Get the water and let’s get back to the room.” She grabbed the phone from the counter and disappeared out the door.I grabbed some paper towels, squatted and removed the plug before filling the basin and quick-stepping back to the room.The door was wide open and Marlene, naked except for her socks, sat in the wingback chair, one leg over the arm. With her left hand she held her phone and stared at the screen. With her right she played with her clit, occasionally dipping her finger into her pussy for moisture. I placed the basin on the dresser and closed the door.”Come here, I want to show you something.”I leaned over and looked at the
video playing on her phone screen. It was me, walking down the hallway, my tail swishing against the pantyhose. My heart stopped. Shit. A video. At least it doesn’t show my face, I thought. But a moment later, there I was, same sweater, clear shot of my face eating her. I watched for 2.5 minutes, my cock flickering. My jaw dropped a little as the video continued showing us both fucking like horny teenagers in the men’s room.She reached over, pulled me by the balls and put my cum-covered cock in her mouth. Sucking me she watched the video and finger-fucked her pussy until she came twice more.When she was done and breathless, Marlene put the phone on the dresser, grabbed the wine and took a huge gulp. “If I was the exhibitionist type of girl who posted this kind of thing on the Internet, you’d have to do whatever I said to keep me from posting it, wouldn’t you?”My heart pounded. “Yeah, I suppose if you were that kind of girl.”I didn’t need to ask: she was that kind of girl.

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