Pantyhose Love Sex And Halloween

AUTHORS MESSAGE (So this story is completely fantasy. It was inspired from a Roleplay. All characters are fictional and not based on any real people. All characters are over 18 and willing participants. If your love pantyhose and find them as sexy and erotic as I do then this story is for you. This story is a bit long with a lot of build up. I'm a perfectionist and try to get every scene just right so there are a lot of details. The story starts out as a love story, then takes a very unexpected and dark turn before what I like to think of as a surprise ending. I really hope you enjoy it and as always please leave comments. I love feedback, good or bad, and I absolutely love to hear from other pantyhose lovers like myself.)

It was a cool October afternoon, Meghan, a divorced 39 year old mother of one, is rushing home from work. She's a realtor and the open house she was hosting ran much later than she had planned. Which on any other day would not have been a problem, but today was the day of her son's Halloween Party. Meghan's son, Jake had talked her into hosting a Halloween party at their house and Meghan had a million things to do before the guests arrived. As Meghan turned the corner onto her block she spotted her neighbor, Hutson, out in his yard raking leaves. Hutson is 54 years old, clean cut with a shaved head. He's 5'8" tall with a medium build on his 180lbs. frame. He's wearing his Marine Corps Veteran Hat, dark blue sweatshirt, blue jeans, and black work boots. Meghan had always found Hutson to be an attractive older man ever since she had moved into the neighborhood. Whenever Meghan saw Hutson outside working in his yard or playing with his grandsons. He always had a nice smile and a wave whenever he would see her driving by. They had talked a few times when she had gone for a walk, at the neighborhood Christmas Party, or when they ran into each other at the super market.

Ever since her divorce 7 years ago Hutson seemed to be the one man Meghan had been able to rely on whenever she needed help with something. Whether it was trouble with her car or needing someone to get her son off the bus when she was running late. He was always willing to help never expecting anything in return. As time passed they had developed a close friendship and Meghan had found Hutson to be a good listener, and being divorced himself he understood what she was going through and was a great source of advice. He had earned her trust, which wasn't easy after what her ex had put her through. She could talk to him about anything and everything. Hutson had never hit on her and maybe that's one of the reasons she had become so comfortable with him.

After her very messy and painful divorce Meghan had refrained from dating and put all her energy into her work and raising her son. But lately Meghan's priorities and feelings had begun to change. Jake was 18 and had graduated high school that summer. He had joined the Navy and would be leaving in February. He was very independent and Meghan found herself with a lot more time to herself. She was thinking more and more about her own needs and desires lately.

Although Hutson had never made a move on her she had noticed that he was definitely attracted to her. Especially if Meghan was wearing a skirt with pantyhose and heels. But then again what man isn't attracted to that. It was different with Hutson, with him Meghan felt it was something much deeper. Whenever Hutson's eyes would fall to her nylon clad legs, and that was quite often, she couldn't explain it but somehow she felt a connection to him.

The fact was Meghan loved to wear pantyhose. In fact love might not be a strong enough word when it came to Meghan and pantyhose. She had to wear a business suit for her job and while her colleagues would always complain about having to wear skirts and heels Meghan loved getting dressed up every day. Even on her days off when she was in jeans she would wear pantyhose beneath them. She couldn't understand why women disliked wearing them so much these days. She found them to be more comfortable than panties or thongs and she never had to worry about panty lines wearing pantyhose. Her favorite outfit when she was lying around the house was her long night shirt and pantyhose. They made her feel sexy whenever she wore them.

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Meghan had asked Hutson if he would be willing to help with the party earlier in the week. She stopped by the curb and rolled down her passenger side window. When Hutson spotted her he walked up to the open window.

"How's your day going Meghan?" He asked with his usual broad smile as his eyes fell to her legs. Meghan was in a hunter green business suit, the hem of her skirt sat just above her knees seated in her car. Her suntan pantyhose covered legs in full view right down to her patten leather, dark green, 4 inch pencil thin heels. Hutson had always been attracted to Meghan she was beautiful, 5'0" 115lbs. with long black curly hair. What little make up she wore was perfectly applied. A thin layer of pink lipstick on her full lips and not much more. But it was always her legs in pantyhose that really got him excited. He had been attracted to women in pantyhose his entire life. He loved everything about them the way they looked, the way they felt, the way they smelled. In fact he had even experimented as a kid wearing them. They had felt so good on his cock that from that point on whenever he masturbated he was in pantyhose.

"Not great, my showing went later than I planned and I'm so far behind for the party. Do you think you could come over a little earlier than we planned?" She asked.

"Of course what time do you need me?" Hutson replied.

Meghan shifted in her seat so she was turned more in Hudson's direction letting her legs part causing her skirt to rise further up her thighs.

This was not lost on Hutson as he watched intently to see how much more of her suntan hose encased legs he was going to see.

"Well I know I had originally said 5 but do you think you could come over around 4?" She asked with a smile.

After a quick glance at his watch it was 2:30. "No problem 4 it is." Hutson agreed taking another long look at Meghan's nylon clad legs.

"Thank you so much, you're a sweetheart." Meghan thanked him and then blew him a kiss.

Hudson smiled, backed away from her car and watched her drive down the block to her house. Then went back to his yard work.

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It was about a quarter to 4 and Meghan couldn't believe that she had been able to get almost everything she needed to get done done before Hutson came over. Her son Jake and his girlfriend Sally, had been a big help and they had just left to go back to her house so Sally could shower and get dressed for the party. They wouldn't be back until 5:45. Meghan's plan was coming together nicely.

Meghan had showered and then applied her make up highlighted by the bright red lipstick on her full lips. She was now standing in her bedroom checking herself out in the full length mirror as she added the finishing touches to her Halloween costume. She had found a very sexy Wonder Woman outfit. The top resembled the one Lynda Carter wore in the TV show from the late 70's. But with Meghan's A cup breasts she didn't quite fill it out the way Lynda did. Her tits are perky and she does have nice cleavage they just weren't as big as Lynda's. She had a thick gold belt with her magic lasso hanging to one side. She wore 100% completely sheer to waist taupe pantyhose beneath a very short light blue skirt with white stars that barely covered her ass. Instead of boots Meghan wore her 5 inch pencil thin red patten leather heels. She wanted to make sure Hutson could see as much of her long nylon clad legs as possible. As she placed the gold tiara with one red star in the middle she took extra care to not mess up her long black curly hair. She looked hot and she knew it.

Halloween was the one night a year a woman, even a 39 year old single mom, could dress like a total slut and not be judged for it.

Meghan was back in the kitchen, leaning against the countertop sipping on a glass of wine trying to calm her nerves. She jumped, startled, when the doorbell rang. She gave herself one last quick look over in the hallway mirror, then as she stood behind the closed door, she took a deep breath and let it out.

"Here goes nothing." she whispered under her breath as she grasp the handle and opened the door.

When Meghan opens the door Hutson's jaw drops and after a few seconds he attempts to speak but nothing comes out. He clears his throat and then says in a southern drawl, "I am at your service Ma'am."

Hutson is dressed in an orange, black, & white flannel shirt with a white T-shirt underneath, Blue denim jeans with brown chaps, and brown cowboy boots. Topped off with a black cowboy hat.

Meghan can feel Hutson's eyes taking in her long sexy legs encased in the taupe pantyhose confident he approves of her outfit.

Meghan smiles broadly as she speaks, "C'mon in Cowboy and I'll show you around."

As she leads Hutson through the living room and kitchen to the sliding glass doors that lead out onto the deck Meghan speaks, "Would you be a dear and take a look at the grill, I tried to light it but it just won't light."

Hutson is in a trance as he follows Meghan, her hips swaying, her heels clicking on the hardwood floors. As she walks her short skirt is moving from side to side briefly revealing her nylon clad tight little butt cheeks. Distracted by this vision in front of him there was a obvious delay in his response. "Of course anything I can do to help."

Meghan turns her head as she walks catching Hutson staring at her legs and ass. She smiles a wicked smile without saying a word as she turns her head back forward.

As they walk out onto the floating deck Hutson forces himself to stop staring at Meghan's legs to take in the view of the backyard layout.

The deck is level with the sliding glass doors and is about 25 feet wide by 15 feet deep. It has a 3 foot railing all the way around with about a 4 or 5 foot gap in the middle with a set of stairs with 3 steps to ground level.

To the left about 5 feet from the deck is a 20 by 20 tent that Meghan had rented. It is enclosed on three sides with circular tables and chairs set up with black and orange table clothes. Each table has a candle in a glass bowl in the center and there are string of lights around the perimeter and across the center.

To the right is the fire pit with several lawn chairs set up in a circle around it. The yard itself was surrounded by an 8 foot high white PVC fence.

On the deck to the right was a 10 x 10 screened house gazebo with the netting tied up in each of the four corners. In the center of the screened house is a rectangular picnic table with attached benches with a black tablecloth. To the left against the house are two rectangular folding tables with Halloween themed table clothes. On the tables are paper plates, plastic cups, plastic utensils, and napkins. Next to them are three trays presumably for the hot food. on the left side is a smaller table with packages of hot dog and hamburger buns. As well as a spatula and tongs. To the right of that is the gas grill.

Hutson observes the many Halloween decorations and lights and says, "Wow it looks like you've got everything under control, you didn't leave much for me to do."

Meghan smiles, "Well Jake and Sally were a big help. They surprised me by actually getting started before I got home."

The afternoon is warm for this time of year 75 degrees and when the sun starts to set Meghan's back yard catches the most sun.

"So let me show you what I did and you can tell me what I'm doing wrong." Meghan giggles as she explains. Meghan bends over at the waist to turn the tank for the grill on.

Hutson can't believe his eyes, Meghan is giving him a great view as her skimpy skirt rides up revealing her nylon covered ass and pussy lips. No panties just the thin transparent sheer material of her pantyhose. Hutson knows he should look away but he can't he just continues to stare at Meghan's perfect little ass and nylon covered pussy. He let's out a gasp, and under his breath says, "Have mercy."

"Did you say something?" Meghan asks, knowing full well what he said and why.

Hutson, feels his face flush and has to clear his throat before responding, "No, nothing, just thinking out loud."

Meghan can't help but grin as she reaches for the lighter. After a couple of clicks she says, "See nothing." Giving Hutson a pouty face. Hutson moves to the tank, trying to collect himself and having a little trouble bending down, he quickly tries to adjusts his crotch without being too obvious. He then examines the tank and hoses. Everything seems to be in order which can only mean one thing. "I think you're out of gas, do you have another tank?" He asks.

"Yes, in the shed behind the tent." Meghan answers.

On his way to the shed once out of sight Hutson takes more time to again adjust his swelling cock in his jeans. Is Meghan really flirting with him? Did she just flash him on purpose? Or was this all just his imagination, wishful thinking.

After Hutson returns from the shed with the fresh tank and changes it out he easily lights the grill.

Meghan steps in close to Hutson and in a very seductive voice, "I guess I just needed a sexy cowboy to light my fire."

Hutson gulps hard, standing there in shock. He can't believe his ears, is this smoking hot woman really making a pass at his old ass? No she couldn't be, this must be a joke she's teasing him.

After an long pause Meghan continues, "You know what I just realized."

Hutson shakes his head no, his eyes glued to Meghan's and after another big gulp, in a barely audible voice he says "No, what?"

Taking a couple of steps back and placing her hands on her hips, she slowly spins around as she does her skirt floats up and flashes her taupe pantyhose covered pussy and ass. She says, "You haven't told me what you think of my costume."

But as Hutson takes the opportunity to take in the view of this pantyhose goddess he never get's the chance to reply.

"Wait a minute, before you answer." Meghan then takes her "Magic Lasso" from her belt and after playfully wrapping it around Hutson's waist then says, "Ok now you have to tell the truth. What do you think of my costume?"

Without hesitation and in a very serious and sincere tone Hutson says, "I think you are the most beautiful and sexy woman I have ever seen." continuing with a new found confidence in his voice. "You have the most beautiful smile, an incredible body, and my God, the most amazing pair of sexy legs I have ever seen. You're perfect."

A bit taken aback Meghan smiling from ear to ear unable to hide her excitement says, "So you're saying you like my costume?" Trying to make a joke but she can't hide how much his words affected her. She was actually holding back tears. She knew how sincere his words were and in addition to that warm, tingling feeling between her legs that she hadn't felt in so long, that she had been expecting. She had butterflies that filled her tummy and her heart was pounding like it was about to burst right out of her chest. That she did not expect.

Meghan released her lasso and it fell to the ground around Hutson's boots as she moved into Hutson's arms and kissed his lips, Hutson kissed her right back and they were soon wrapped in each others arms locked in a passionate kiss. Hutson's kiss was warm and tender.

Meghan soon felt Hutson's fingers on her thighs rising up to her tight little ass cheeks under her skirt.

Meghan's nylon covered thighs felt incredible as Hutson touched them for the first time. He had fantasized about this moment for a very long time never expecting it to actually happen. Her lips were warm and soft on his and he soon felt her tongue enter his mouth touching his sending chills down his spine. As his hands rose up her silky smooth, firm, nylon clad thighs and rose up over her perfect tight little pantyhose covered ass he gently squeezes her cheeks pulling her in close to him.

Meghan yelped softly as Hutson's firmly squeezed her ass. As he pulled her in tight she could feel the bulge in his jeans through the opening in the crotch of his chaps pressing against her.

As they broke their kiss they were both breathing very heavily, hearts pounding, with lust in their eyes. Without a word Meghan takes Hutson by the hand and leads him into the screened house. She hops up on the edge of the picnic table and Hudson moves in between her legs gently massaging her silky hose covered thighs as they again embrace in a very passionate kiss.

Breaking their kiss Hutson kneels down between Meghan's legs and begins to massage and kiss his way up her inner thighs. The nylon of her hose on his hands is exhilarating and the smell of her new pantyhose on her soft skin mixed with her perfume is intoxicating.

Meghan leans back with her legs spread wide Hutson's hands and soft kisses on her legs is driving her crazy she can feel how hot and wet he has made her pussy, her loins are on fire. in her mind she's screaming eat my pussy baby!

But all she does is bite her lip and let out a soft moan as she watches Hutson slowly work his way up her inner thighs.

Hutson can feel the heat emanating from Meghan's sweet pussy as he edges closer and closer to her sex. Her pussy is shaved with the exception of a dark black perfectly trimmed mound of hair above her pink lips. He loves the way it looks through the sheer nylon of her pantyhose. He can smell her sex in the air, the wet spot on her pantyhose covered lips is growing as her hips start to slowly grind forward. His tongue reaches her outer lip and with just the tip of his tongue he licks it getting the first taste of her sweet juices.

Meghan spasms and let's out a loud moan, "Oh my fucking God!" she gasps as she pushes her hips forward forcing Hutson's tongue between her lips with only the thin, very wet, nylon material of her pantyhose between them. Meghan has lost control and is humping Hutson's tongue. she takes his cowboy hat from his head tosses it to the deck so she can holds his head with her hand.

Hutson continues to lap up the sweet nectar flowing from Meghan's quivering vagina. When he finds her swollen clit he runs his tongue over it through the sheer nylon. Feeling Hutson's warm tongue on her hard clit makes Meghan jump and gasp, "Oh Hutson, that's it right there baby don't stop, please don't stop."

Hutson continues to dart his tongue in between her lips into her tight little hole and back to her engorged clit. His hands still caressing her thighs feeling the silky nylon of her pantyhose on his finger tips. Meghan's hips bucking in rhythm with Hutson's tongue. Her pace increasing faster and faster. "OH yes baby! Please don't stop I'm so close." gasping for air she yells, "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! I'm cumming Hutson, Oh God YES!" Her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure flows through her body.

With that she holds herself tight to Hutson's face. Her orgasm flooding his mouth as he laps up her sweet nectar.

As her orgasm finally subsides Meghan's pussy becomes very sensitive so she tries to pull away from Hutson face but he has a tight grip on her ass and he holds her there driving her ultra sensitive pussy crazy.

When Hutson finally does let go they are both breathing heavy Meghan trying to desperately catch her breath. "Damn baby you have the most amazing tongue. That was incredible."

Hutson stands up and Meghan can see her juices glistening on his chin. They kiss passionately and Meghan can taste herself on Hutson's lips.

As she bites his lip she slides her hand along the bulge of Hutson's hard cock through his jeans. She then whispers, "I need to feel you inside me."

When Hutson hesitates Meghan grabs at his belt frantically starts opening his pants, tugging at them she demands, "Now, I need you inside me now!"