- Vitalik! Get acquainted This is my best friend from the institute. Her name is Olya.

Said his wife when I returned from work. A young girl with long brown hair immediately caught my attention. When she sat down on the sofa, stretched her legs, the skirt slit opened the elastic of her fishnet stockings. Seeing my gaze on her legs, Olya simply smiled and spread her legs, revealing her legs even more to my gaze.

- And you have hot! I, perhaps, take off a sweater.

- God! Her breasts are second and a half in size, standing upright, shining through a white turtleneck. There simply wasn’t a bra. All evening I looked at her like an enchanted one, catching retaliatory looks. I love my wife, but Olya just fascinated me. My wife seemed not to notice, happily fussing and telling what kind of friends they were. Time flew by. Olya had a good sense of humor, and I listened fascinated to her stories about their college life. I did not think that my little wife could indulge in such adventures. The culmination was the story of how my little wife, having lost the cards for the desire of her room mate, was naked in her.

- That's all for now! Too late! We will meet again.

Olya, smacking his wife, started to go home. In the hallway, Olya had a snake stuck on her boot, and I did not miss the opportunity to touch this leg. Kneeling down, I first took off my boot, holding the nylon-covered leg with one hand. Pulling the snake, I inserted the leg into the boot and slowly fastened it with one hand, and with the other I led from the ankle upwards along the leg, in parallel, as if preventing engagement.

- Lucky you and your husband! Look, what a gentleman!

- But it does not help me!

- Helen! I forgot a sweater, bring it please!

And as soon as my wife disappeared, Olenka extended her second leg to me and, losing her balance for a second, touched my lips to her. Catching her leg, I just pressed her foot to my lips. Olya smiled.

- You, as a true gentleman, kiss not only a goodbye pen, but also a leg!

- Sorry! I accidentally!

When my wife came, I already put on my second boot and stood by my side. Olya, putting on a sweater, ran her hands over her breasts, as if smoothing it.

- Well, I'll go! It's already dark outside. They say that some women have been raped by some gopniks recently.

- Wait a minute! Acne holds you.

A thin hint of a friend came to my wife. She lived nearby and we just walked for half an hour. Olya me about what I asked, I answered. But before my eyes there was that leg pressed to my lips.

- Going in? Have some coffee?

I suddenly realized that I did not know anything about her.

- I'm afraid my wife is waiting for me, and your husband may misunderstand!

I tried to joke.

- Husband on a business trip, and I will agree with your wife now. In the end, who will help me take off my boots? You suggest me, and sleep in one boot?

Olya got the phone.

- Hello! Helen! I have a big request for you! Did I tell you that I bought a big fridge? Let Vovchik move it to me, okay? Well, kiss you! Come on, you're free for an hour.

The apartment seemed chic. In a huge hallway stood a low leather sofa, on which Olya immediately sat down.

- Relax. And help the lady!

After removing the sneakers, I had to kneel again to help take off my boots. Right starred easily, but the left thoroughly stuck. I unsuccessfully tugged at the snake.

- You see now! And you tried to throw me alone with this damn boot.

Suddenly, she stretched out her right leg and began to drive her behind my ear. I didn’t calculate my strength, I pulled the snake and it finally opened up with a slight crack, hooking the stocking and making a huge hole on it. Olya stretched her leg, examining it.

- Darn! New stockings! How awkward you are!

- Sorry! I'll buy you a new one!

I tried to justify myself upset.

- Good! I will wait! But punishment awaits you.

I imagined that the punishment would be sex with her.

- Of course, madam! I am all at your service.

I tried to translate the future of sex in the game with a light role-playing.

- Madam! I like! The first task will be to remove these terrible torn stockings from me.

She got up from the couch, and since I was still on my knees, I put my left foot on my thigh. I slowly pulled off the stocking, feeling the warmth of her legs with my hands. Then the second leg was put on me, and I also slowly pulled off the second stocking. It seemed to me so romantic to take stockings off the girl. Previously, I did not do this, and my wife almost did not wear stockings. The smell of sex was in the air. I was ready to swear that Olenka has wet panties from desire.

What will be the next order? Madam!

- Well, since I am without stockings, and as you know it’s unacceptable for the Lady to walk with bare legs, we will do the opposite operation.

And without going far, she took several packages from the nightstand right in the hallway.

- Yes, with suitable for such a case stockings, it seems, a bummer.

Olya threw packing on the sofa with some disappointment.

- Socks, socks, tights, socks, tights. But there is something! Not that of course, but for the first time go!

She pulled out a white fishnet stockings from the package, and she put them around my neck. Then she sat on the sofa and pulled out a leg. Honestly, I never once wore stockings on women and was a little lost. I remember that my wife was always busy with her pantyhose, trying not to tear them while she was wearing them.

- I can not! I'm afraid to tear them.

Olga can see the situation and laugh, she said.

- All you men need to learn! Will learn. Let's start on golf, a lot of them. But as a gentleman, you'll have to kiss your foot before and after you put it on.

I followed her advice, rolled them up, as told, before putting on. But if I were completely stupid, I knew some secret, I did not succeed. Over and over again, the golfers turned out to be shooters, and I was unpacking a new package under a cheerful laugh. I kissed her heels and fingers, and tried to climb higher on the leg. Olya otdergivala leg.

- Here you will wear golffiki, you can kiss a little higher than them. This is your incentive!

Tolley, I learned, or maybe Ole, I was already tired of the game of putting on golf, but I donned the fifth pair perfectly. I greedily kissed her knees more than once. With stockings, too, went fine. (Especially for eroticspace.info — sexitails.org) At first I wore them up to my knees, then Olya got up from the sofa and lifted the skirt, and I pulled them up to the middle of the thigh with a wide lace elastic. Kissing the hips, I felt the taste of her juice, which soaked through her lace panties. My cock seemed to burst soon or tear my pants. Olya lowered her skirt, and she hid my head between her legs.

- Tell me, do you like to lick women?

- Yeah.

Only I could say, slowly making my way up the tongue. Honestly, I lied. It was once with one girlfriend, but I did not like it. It was different here. I smelled her smell, I really wanted to climb a tongue into her crack and kiss her and lick her for ages. It seems that Ole was also unbearable. She unbuttoned her skirt, and a little pulling me off, took off her panties. Spreading a few legs, Olya pulled my head to her smoothly shaved bud. And as soon as I penetrated her cave with my tongue, I forcefully pressed it to me, thoroughly smearing me in my juice.

- Still! Still! Deeper!

It seemed that she was fucking my tongue. However, it was not long. Her knees buckled, and grabbing my head, we fell on the sofa. Olya was lying, and it was obvious that convulsions were passing through her, shaking her body. She pushed my head. At this time the phone rang.

- BUT! Helen! Yes Yes! He has been going for an hour, I'm sorry I was so late!

Understanding that there will be no sex, I began to wear sneakers and a jacket. Olya came up to me, holding a torn stocking in her hand. She tied it around my neck.

- This is so that you remember that I owe you stockings. Take off in front of your apartment. Yes, one more thing, at least for the first time and not bad, but you need to train. Therefore, I order to lick my wife. I'll check! Got it?

- Yes.

I turned around and wanted to leave already.

- Hey! Gentleman! Did you forget anything?

And Olya stretched the leg forward. Although I was upset, but I could not kiss such a leg.

- Bye, my little fox! See you soon!

I almost ran home, thinking that I’ll end up on the way. And already in his apartment taking off his jacket, he remembered the stocking, hiding it in his pocket. His wife lay on top of the blanket on the bed in a bathrobe.

- What are you so long! I already missed you! I hope, apart from the refrigerator, you did not move, what else?

- What was moving?

- Your dick! Yes I am joking. Check it out for an hour! Come to me.

The wife got up and opened her robe. There was nothing under it except stockings. I quickly undressed and then remembered what Olya told me.

- Pretty! I have long wanted to try it!

And kneeling in front of her, he ran his tongue from the edge of the gum stocking to not a large tubercle at the entrance to the pussy.

P. S

When Acne already fell asleep, Lena called her friend.

- Thank! How did you manage? Even though I have a good one, I have such tulle in sex. So let's continue! He still needs to be taught a lot! By the way, he stocked in his pocket house dragged. Kiss your sweet pussy !!!