They felt so soft, and the whole wardrobe had a lovely flowery, perfumed aroma to it. Then I opened the first drawer in the wardrobe and discovered he...r collection of vintage seamed stockings. My cock twitched once more in my pants. Once again, my shaking hands couldn’t resist from touching the smooth nylon, and as my fingers softly caressed the fibres a jolt of electricity flew around my body. They felt amazing!Things never went further than that. But it had awoken something in me that I. Erotic short stories. While reading she would put herself in the story. So one time she could be riding a man's face, next she could licking a clit, she could be getting fucked by two men,...the stories could take her anywhere. She would use her own fingers or her favorite toy. Sometimes she could reach a climax in moments...other times she would enjoy the ride for awhile. Stacey's husband had a shift change, leaving her alone at bedtime. Since her husband was the who usually put her to sleep,. She said, “Are you done?” I said yes. She said, “May I kiss you?” I said why not. She was hot, wild and crazy. She immediately took a bite on my lower lips. So hard and rough that it hurt me a lot and began to bleed. It was very painful yet passionate.I asked her to wait, as I was in pain. But she said to be patient and started to kiss my lips and gave me a nice wet tongue inside my lips. We pulled and sucked each other. I began to grab her ass and feel her boobs and body. I began to intensify. He reached down and pulled the cap off my head."Welcome to Dallas Mr. Johns and welcome to Stephanie Robins. Do you know where you live?" he asked."2812 Cleveland apartment 114 in Denton," I said automatically seeing the cat and the little messy front room as I left it this morning with hose hanging in the bathroom."Where do you work?" he said looking down at a clipboard."Recycled Books off the square," I said seeing the cluttered sales floor and remembering ruining a pair of expensive hose on.