My Pantyhose Fetish Realized - Cougar Sarah

I told you about my friend Sarah, right? Yes, I’m sure I did. Sarah was in her mid 30’s and I was in my very early 20’s. She was very talented with her mouth and I was the lucky young buck who got his cock sucked expertly. I was hoping to have another encounter with her. It wouldn’t take long.

She stopped by after work from her day job on my day off from work and asked if I wanted to go hang at her place and watch TV. I tried not to seem too eager, but I readily said yes and jumped up to grab my coat. When we got to her apartment she took her coat off and said I need to get changed. She walked into her bedroom and I called out “Do you need any help?” She laughed and said “No, I think I can handle it”. I felt bold and walked to her bedroom and stood in the doorway as I watched her try to unzip the dress she was wearing. “I can help with that” I said, which caused her to startle and then smile. She turned her back to me and I slide in behind her. My fingers gripped her zipper and I carefully slide it down her back, her skin and everyday bra coming into view first, then the brown waistband of her pantyhose. PANTYHOSE!!! HOLY FUCK!!! My cock, already half hard, sprung to life in my jeans.

Sarah slide the dress off her shoulders and stepped out of it. My eyes were glued to her and when I saw the dress fall on the floor, I zeroed in on her ass. HOLY FUCK, SHE’S NOT WEARING PANTIES! I had to calm myself because I felt my cock starting to get wet. With her back still to me, I ran my hands along her sides and started to plant kisses on her shoulders and back, making her breathe heavily. I undid her bra and let it fall to the floor with her dress before returning my hands to her sides, making their way around to cup her rounded tits. Her nipples were hard and stuck out kind of far, my fingers giving them a slight squeeze. She started to protest about not being clean, but I didn’t care. I turned her around and we kissed, tongues deep and darting. My hands slipped over her pantyhose covered hips and to her ass, which I cupped. We continued to kiss until I broke contact of our mouths and I slipped to my knees on the floor in front of her. “What are you doing? I’m not clean, I’ve been working all day.” Her protests fell on deaf ears because nothing was going to stop me from licking her pussy covered by sexy pantyhose. My fingers gripped the waistband and started to pull them down, her dark haired pussy coming into full view. I spun her 180 degrees and had her lay back on the bed while I left her pantyhose down at her knees and poked my head between her thighs. I started kissing the inside of her thighs, both sides, each time inching closer to her hairy muff. When I reached that spot where your leg meets your body (you know, THAT SPOT), I got my first whiff of her pussy. It smelled slightly sweaty and perhaps a bit like piss. No matter, it put me into a feeding frenzy. My tongue moved right to her pussy, finally tasting her. All of those smells were now my tastes. Sarah’s legs were propped up on my back, her pantyhose helping to hold them there. I slid my tongue along her labia, fighting against all the hair in the way. Using my fingers, I parted her pussy and began to lick her slit, now starting to flow with juices. This truly was a dream come true for me! I licked her pussy slowly at first, making sure to hit all parts of it, but her moaning really got louder as I hit her clit, which was a hard nub. I sucked it between my lips, tongue flicking back and forth, sucking and let her juices wet my face. By now, Sarah was gripping my hair and sounding like she was about to cum. So was I, still in my jeans!!! Her legs squeezed on the sides of my head, ass rising slightly off the bed, my face neatly trapped. Sarah bounced around a few times, her orgasm fading. Meanwhile, my pants were visibly wet and I needed to get off…

But that’s a story for another time…