Watching Football

Ten years ago, I met a woman in an over 50s chat room online. We hit it off immediately. I told her of my strong pantyhose fetish. She was intrigued and very curious about it. Before that she had only thought of pantyhose as long socks. She never realized the sexual content of wearing pantyhose. The more she investigated pantyhose, the more she realized that she just loved the idea of making pantyhose the focal point of our sexual interaction. We corresponded for a long time, and still do. We met on many occasions and had wonderful adventures together. Real life has keeps us apart. Someday we will be together again to fulfill all of our desires.

This is, hopefully, a typical afternoon during football season. Everyone is not only over 18, but also well over 60. This is my first submission, I hope you all enjoy it.

Here I am, ready for a long afternoon watching football. I am in my basement Man Cave, I have plenty of cold beer and some snacks.

I am quite comfortable sipping my beer and watching when I hear a sound. I hear the sound of of high heels walking on the hardwood floors upstairs. Then I see you coming down the stairs.

MMMMMM What a vision of loveliness. Pink chiffon baby doll nightie, black pantyhose, and red high heels. Face all made up, hair teased and the wonderful smell of your perfume. YUMMY.

You ask me if it is ok that you join me. More than ok I respond.

You sit down on the couch across from me and promptly cross your fantastic legs. I am mesmerized by your leg bouncing up and down. You smile at me and ask for a glass of wine, which I promptly get for you.

I keep trying to watch my game, but that is impossible with you looking as sexy as you do. After a few minutes I go and sit next to you on the couch. You smile at me, and we start kissing. After a few minutes we are necking like a couple of teenagers. Kissing with lots of tongue, and I start stroking your Hot Legs.

The game is forgotten as I lower your top and start sucking on your nipples, as my fingers explore the lovely wetness and heat between your legs. I find the little hole you always put in the crotch of your hose. BAD Girl!!

I then slide lower, much lower, until I am eye level with your Pussy. It is such a beautiful sight. Lips a bit puffy and moist. I then start placing soft kisses all over and start to work the tip of my tongue into that little hole. I spread your lovely nylon clad legs wider and force my tongue deeper into your hot sex. Ripping the hole bigger, I start to go to work on your clitty, and my fingers start to explore your pussy. Soon I am licking and sucking on your clit and my fingers are probing deeper and deeper into your beautiful cunt. It doesn't take long before you are moaning and groaning, and then you explode with orgasm. You yell and scream calling my name and your thighs clamp around my head, and your pussy gets rough and abusive all over my face. I just love this reaction from you, when you do settle down, my face is soaking wet with your luscious juices.

I climb back up on the couch and you kiss and lick my face clean. Then dropping down on your knees you take my erect cock in your mouth and, in no time at all, you get him ready for some serious action. I have you kneel on the edge of the couch and I stand and creep up behind you. Your pussy is so ready for a good fucking. I rip the hole in your pantyhose bigger and start to probe with my rigid cock. I am so hard at this point that I start to enter you and you gasp. I go easy, pushing slowly until I am in all the way and you can feel my balls against your ass. You are so wet and ready for a good fucking. I start out slow, a regular in and out. Slow steady fucking. I then lose control, I grab your hair and start pulling your head back, and start pounding your poor little pussy. I turn into an animal and am merciless with my fucking. I can't keep this pace up for very long and soon empty my sperm laden balls deep into you, flooding your overworked pussy.

I then collapse on your back and drool all over you. I slowly slide out of you.

I sit back on the couch and find that my game is over. My team lost, but I still feel like a winner.