Dina got her divorce shortly after I got mine. We were
already friends, and I guess because of similar
circumstance we drifted closer together. Dina was very
attractive. She stood five feet five inches tall and
weighed about a hundred and five pounds. She had long
brown hair. She had a beautiful hourglass figure but her
breasts were slightly on the small side. I was as tall
as Dina but I had long blond hair. I weighed about a
hundred and ten pounds and had rather large breasts.
Dina and I began doing things together. It was not
uncommon for us to spend the night at each other’s
house. I felt a closeness to Dina that I had never felt
with anyone else. One Friday night Dina suggested that
we catch dinner and a movie. That sounded good to me, as
I did not feel like cooking.
We left work and went to Dina’s place where I dropped
off my car. I was wearing red four-inch pumps, shiny
suntan sheer-to-waist pantyhose, a short red skirt, and
a white long sleeve button up blouse. Dina was wearing a
gray business suit with a black button up blouse. The
short skirt really showed off her black pantyhose
covered legs. She finished off her ensemble with a pair
of black four-inch pumps.
We made small talk over dinner and then headed toward
the movies. I was surprised when Dina turned into a
drive-in movie.
“I haven’t been to a drive-in in a longtime,” Dina said.
“I thought this might be a nice little change.”
We pulled up to a speaker stand and set the speaker up
on the window. For a Friday night, the place was
surprisingly empty. There were only a handful of cars.
Dina and I went to the concession stand, got a drink,
and then got comfortable in her car. As the movie
started, I thought back and began to giggle.
“What are you laughing about?” Dina asked.
“Nothing really,” I replied. “I was just thinking back
when I was in high school. It was at about this time in
the movie when my date would start to make out with me.
I don’t think I ever saw a movie all the way through.”
Dina looked at me with a devilish grin on her face.
“Why break with tradition?”
“What?” I said. I could not believe I heard what she
said.
“Do you want to make out with me?” Dina said staring
into my eyes.
“Dina, you have got to be kidding.”
“Why not? Didn’t you ever make out with your girlfriends
in high school?”
I had made out with my girlfriends quite a bit in high
school, but it was not something that I went around
publicizing. In fact, I think I made out with my
girlfriends more than I did with my boyfriends.
“Well as a matter of fact, I did,” I said sheepishly. I
was staring down. I could not look her in the eyes. She
moved her hand over and rested a finger under my chin.
She raised my head until I was staring into her gorgeous
green eyes.
“Jolene, I would really like to make out with you.”
I was frozen. I could not say a word. She must have
taken my silence as acceptance because she slowly leaned
towards my face. I watched as her glistening red lips
closed on my mouth. As she softly began to kiss me, I
closed my eyes and opened my mouth. Her tongue slipped
easily passed my lips and into my mouth. I began to
gently caress her tongue with mine. I felt a strange
warm feeling as the kiss deepened. I slid my arms around
her neck as she moved her arms around my waist. She
pulled my body tightly to hers and I could feel our
breasts pressing together.
I was in some kind of trance. I could hear the speaker
in the background, but all I could focus on was the
sensation of her lips against mine. Our tongues began to
dance back and forth between each other’s mouths. I
could not stop kissing her. She began to kiss along my
jaw down to my neck.
“You taste so good Jolene.” Dina whispered. I tilted my
head back as she began to suckle at my throat. My breath
was coming in short gasps. The warm feeling spread
through my body. I began to let out soft moans as she
nibbled at my neck.
She moved her hands down to my tan nylon covered thighs
and began caressing them. It really turned me on feeling
her hand slide up and down my pantyhose covered thighs.
She brought her lips back to mine and we begin deeply
French kissing again. I felt her hand slide under my
skirt. I slowly spread my legs so she could slide her
hand up the inside of my silken thighs. I was in another
world as she began to slowly caress the crotch of my
pantyhose. I had not realized until then that the crotch
was soaking wet.
Dina took her cue from the state of my excited pussy.
She put her hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me
back against the passenger door. Her eyes never left
mine as she put both hands on my nylon-clad thighs and
slowly pushed my skirt up around my waist. I could not
help myself. I lifted my butt off the seat so she could
get my skirt around my waist. Then she started gently
caressing the inside of my thighs. She gently pushed
them apart and I willingly spread them for her.
She had a look of lust in her eyes as she slowly lowered
her lips to my tan pantyhose covered thighs. I leaned
back and closed my eyes. Dina begin to gently kiss and
lick my silken thighs. Having her lips and tongue on my
pantyhose covered legs was a new thrill I had not
experienced before. She gently moved her lips up and
down my nylon-covered thighs. With each trip up my legs,
she got closer to my mound. I had not realized it but I
had tangled my fingers in her hair. On one trip up my
thighs, I spread my legs wide for her.
Dina took the invitation and I felt her tongue begin to
lick the crotch of my pantyhose. I looked down to watch
her eat my pantyhose covered pussy. As she pressed the
crotch of the pantyhose against my clit, a sharp wave of
pleasure shot through my body. With that came
realization. I was letting another woman eat my
pantyhose covered pussy. No, my mind screamed. I can’t
do this. I quickly pulled her head away and slid back in
the seat. I closed my legs and pulled my skirt back
down.
“Dina I’m so sorry. I should not have let it go this
far. Please forgive me but I just can’t do this.”
“No, this is all my fault, Jolene, I’m sorry. Why don’t
we just call it a night?”
I couldn’t say a word has Dina left the drive-in. The
silence was crushing. I wanted to say something but did
not know what to say. Finally, Dina broke the ice.
“Please forgive me Jolene. I have always had a thing for
women in pantyhose. You look so foxy and sexy in that
short skirt and tan pantyhose that I just could not help
myself.”
“Dina, I don’t know what to say,” I stuttered. “I guess
you just took me by surprise. You are very attractive
and I do feel very close to you, but I guess I’m just
not ready to have sex with you.”
We rode along for a few minutes and then Dina said,
“Jolene, I will understand if you say no, but would you
mind if I felt your pantyhose? I won’t do anything more
than rub your legs and you can stop me anytime you want.
I would just really like to rub your pantyhose.”
I thought about this for a moment. With if I said yes?
Where would it lead? I had really enjoyed the feeling of
her hands rubbing my pantyhose covered legs when we were
making out. I rationalized it in my mind. She did say I
could stop at any time I said to myself. I looked at her
lovely face and saw a longing in her eyes.
She has a small car, it would be no trouble for her to
just lay her hand down, and it would be on my leg. I
looked deeply into her eyes again and slid down into the
seat slightly. I pulled the hem of my skirt back so that
all of my tan pantyhose covered thighs were exposed to
her. Her gorgeous red lips slipped into a smile as she
gently placed her hand on my silken thighs. She began to
slowly caress my nylon-covered thighs back and forth
from my knees to the hem of my skirt.
I spread my legs slightly so that she could slide her
hand to the inside my silken thighs. Her hand caressing
my pantyhose felt so sexy to me. In spite of myself, I
was getting turned on. I secretly wanted to feel her
fingers on the crotch of my pantyhose again. However,
she never moved her hands passed the hem of my skirt.
As Dina caressed my pantyhose, I found my eyes drifting
to her legs. I had not realized it before, but her skirt
had pulled up considerably when she got in the car. Her
black nylon covered thighs had a sheen on them from the
dashboard lights. For some strange reason the sight of
her legs in pantyhose got me even more excited. I began
to wonder what her legs would feel like with the
pantyhose on them.
She must have seen me staring at her legs because she
whispered, “You can feel my pantyhose if you want to
Jolene.”
I looked into her eyes. Her smile was like a drug to me.
I slowly reached my hand toward her black nylon covered
thighs. The first touch of my hand to her pantyhose was
like an electric shock to me. Thrills shot through my
body. Her pantyhose felt smooth and cool on her legs. I
was instantly hooked. I could have caressed her nylon-
covered thighs forever. It was like a door had been
opened for me. Now all I wanted to do was run my lips
and tongue across her pantyhose.
“Mmm, yes Jolene, that feels good.” Dina moaned softly.
“I like having you feel my pantyhose.”
She spread her legs. “You can put your hand under my
skirt if you want to Jolene.”
I couldn’t believe I was doing it, but I slowly moved my
hand up the inside of her silken thigh. I watched as my
hand slid underneath her gray skirt. Then my fingers
felt the moist crotch of her black pantyhose. Dina
moaned as I pushed the crotch of the pantyhose into her
pussy.
“God, yes Jolene. You don’t know how long I’ve wanted
you to finger my pantyhose covered crotch like this.”
Again the realization of what I was doing hit me like a
slap. I’m not a lesbian my mind screamed. Yet, here I
was fingering another woman’s black pantyhose covered
pussy. I think what shocked me the most was that I
really liked it.
“Oh my God Dina,” I cried. “I’m so sorry. I can’t
believe I was just doing that to you. I’m not a lesbian,
but the feel of your pantyhose just kind of overpowered
me. Do you forgive me?”
Dina just looked at me and smiled. “There’s nothing to
forgive Jolene. I liked what you were doing to me.”
Dina took her hand from my legs. We rode the rest of the
way to her house in silence. My mind was racing. What
was I doing? I could not take my eyes off her pantyhose
covered legs the rest of the way to her place.
As we pulled into her driveway, Dina looked to me and
said, “Would you like to come up for a drink?”
I must have said yes although I don’t remember it. I was
in another world as I went in and sat down on her couch.
I crossed my left leg over my right and waited for her.
She brought a bottle of wine and two glasses and sat
down beside me. She filled both glasses and handed one
to me. I gulped mine down as she took a sip of hers. She
filled my glass again and told me to take it easy this
time. I took a couple of sips and set the glass back on
the coffee table. She set her glass down and turned to
me. She put her left hand on my nylon-covered thigh and
began gently caressing it.
She looked deeply into my eyes and said, “Jolene, I
don’t think it’s a big secret anymore. I really want to
have sex with you. I really want to make love to you
while we’re both wearing pantyhose.”
“Dina, I don’t know what to say.” I stammered. “Like I
said before, I’ve never been with another woman. You are
very attractive and I do like this pantyhose thing, but
I’m scared and not sure.” My heart was pounding in my
throat. She moved her hand from my thigh to the buttons
of my blouse. She slowly started unbuttoning my blouse.
I was powerless to stop her.
“Did you like making out with me in the car?”
I nodded my head yes, as she unbuttoned my blouse to my
waist. She slid her hand inside and gently cupped my
breasts through my red bra. I sucked in my breath
sharply as new waves of pleasure rippled through my
body.
She moved her lips closer to my mouth. “Then why don’t
we just start by making out and take it slow. We can
quit any time you want to.”
I slid my arm around her neck and pulled her lips to
mine. I slid my tongue into her mouth as her fingers
nimbly unhooked the front of my bra. Her hands began to
gently knead my breasts as I hungrily devoured her lips
and tongue. I had stepped through the open door. All the
guilt that I had felt had been washed away. I wanted to
make love to Dina and I knew we were going to do it
tonight. I tilted my head back as her lips again sought
my throat. I held her mouth tightly to my neck as she
gave me little love bites. Her hands slid down to my tan
nylon covered thighs. She began to gently caress them. I
spread my silken legs for her and she moved her fingers
up to the crotch of my pantyhose. My moans of pleasure
spurred her on as she suckled at my neck. She gave me my
first orgasm of the night fingering my pantyhose. I felt
it build and then explode all over the crotch of my
pantyhose.
As my body began to relax, she moved her lips down to my
nipples. She began to gently nibble and suck on them.
She alternated from one to the other as her hands
continued to caress my tan pantyhose covered legs.
She then trailed her lips and tongue down my stomach to
the waistband of my skirt. She then got down on her
knees in front of me. She slowly pushed my skirt up
around my waist. Then she slowly slid my shoes from my
feet. I leaned back against the back of the couch as she
took my tan nylon covered toes into her mouth. It was
such a feeling of ecstasy as she sucked and licked my
nylon-clad toes and the tops of my pantyhose covered
feet.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her lips and
tongue as they massaged my tan nylon covered thighs. The
sensual massaging of her lips and tongue on my pantyhose
was both relaxing and very erotic. She took great care
to explore every inch of my silken legs with her tongue.
I had no idea that pantyhose could be such a turn on. I
held my nylon-clad legs out to her as her hands and
tongue slid effortlessly over my pantyhose.
“Oh Jolene. I really like your pantyhose. They are so
smooth and soft. I just love caressing and licking your
legs while you have them on.”
Slowly Dina moved in between my silken legs. I felt her
right hand caressing my left thigh as she hooked my
right leg over her shoulder. Her lips and tongue slowly
moved from the inside of my nylon covered thighs to the
crotch of my pantyhose. I was eagerly waiting to feel
her tongue on my pussy. She began to gently suck and
lick the crotch of my pantyhose. As I lay back on the
couch, I began to softly moan and gently hump my silken
hips into her mouth. She was so good. I loved the feel
of the pantyhose rubbing against my clit.
“Yes, Dina, yes! Eat me! Eat my pantyhose! You’re going
to make me cum! I’ve never felt this way before. Yes
Dina, yes! I’m coming!”
My pussy melted as her tongue fucked me. My nylon
covered pelvis pumped wildly into her face. I screamed
loudly as she sucked down all my juices. Slowly she
moved back up to my lips. We begin gently French kissing
each other. I licked my cum from her face.
Then she stood up and took me by the hand. She led me
into her bedroom. I watched as she slipped her shoes off
and lay down on her bed. I knew what was coming next. It
was my turn to do her and I could not wait. I went over
and lay down beside her. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse
down to her waist and was surprised to see that she was
not wearing a bra. I began caressing her gorgeous black
nylon clad legs and we began French kissing again. I
slowly pulled her skirt up around her waist, and then
moved down to her legs.
I began massaging her silken thighs my lips and tongue.
She started running her fingers through my long blond
hair. She spread her legs and gently pulled my lips to
the crotch of her black pantyhose. I could smell her cum
and eagerly began to tongue her silken pussy. Dina
spread her legs wide and began to pump her silken hips
into my face. I used my tongue to rub the crotch of the
pantyhose against her clit. The pumping of her hips sped
up as I tongue fucked her pussy. Her moans of pleasure
assured me that I was doing it correctly.
“Oh god Jolene,” Dina screamed. “You don’t know how long
I have fantasized about you eating my pantyhose covered
pussy. God that feels so good. I’m coming Jolene, I’m
coming!” I felt the crotch of her pantyhose get soaked
as her juices sprayed out. I greedily sucked the juices
out of the crotch of the pantyhose.
She pulled me back up to her face and licked her cum off
my mouth. Then we French kissed again. Our legs were
intertwined caressing and rubbing. The sound of nylon
sliding on nylon filled the room.
Dina got off to bed and said, “I have another surprise
for you.”
She took off her skirt and went over to her dresser. I
watched as she pulled out an 8-inch strap on dildo.
“Now I’m really going to fuck you while you’re wearing
pantyhose, Jolene.” I lay down on my back as Dina got
down on the bed. I eagerly spread my tan nylon covered
legs as she pushed my skirt up around waist. She took
one long red fingernail and put a hole in the crotch of
my pantyhose.
She slowly inserted the head of the dildo into my wet
pussy. I wrapped my silken legs around her waist as she
pushed the dildo all the way into me.
“Yes Dina, yes fuck me! Fuck me in my tan pantyhose!”
I began rubbing her black pantyhose covered legs with
mine as she fucked my waiting pussy. I pumped my silken
hips into her to meet her every thrust. She locked her
lips on mine. Our tongues danced back and forth as we
made love in our pantyhose. Dina fucked me in my
pantyhose with that dildo for what seemed like hours. I
could not get enough. I had one orgasm after another.
Finally, we were both exhausted and we fell asleep in
each other’s arms. Our pantyhose covered legs were
entwined together and her dildo was still in my pussy.
We spent the rest of the weekend fucking and sucking
each other while we were both wearing pantyhose. We
fucked and sucked so much that by Sunday all of Dina’s
pantyhose were used up so we had to go shopping. She
brought along her strap on and we had quite a good time
in the dressing rooms of several major department
stores. But that is another story. Dina really brought
to the front my love of pantyhose.
Now I wear them all the time now. And Dina and I still
fuck each other while we are both wearing pantyhose.