1. The Uni Ball, my first time in stockings


    Date: 1/18/2017, Categories: Mature, Author: blondenmarried, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    To enjoy this story more you need to take a look at my Uni Ball album using the password uni Way back in 1997 I was a tender 19 years of age and was due to attend my first University Ball. Obviously everone was excited about getting dressed up but being a poor student I ended up borrowing my dress of a friend. I decided that this wouldnt dampen my spirit and went about buying some accessories to go with it, I found the opera gloves at a local charity shop and headed to the local indoor market to hunt out some suitable lingerie to go with the glamourous dress. I found in there a stall that was selling cheap (and fairly nasty) four strap suspender belts and plain black stockings to go with them. One thing id forgotten to do was buy a strapless bra, so if you take a close look at my pic you can just tell that I was braless! On the night of the Ball my date came around to pic me up from my flat and we walked the short distance to the venue. My date was the same age as me and was on the same course, we didnt really know each other that well and really didnt have that much to talk about whilst walking except for the usual pleasantries. At the Ball I met up with my group of friends and we drank champagne and had some photos taken, my date was reluctant to be in the pics and wandered off inside. When I caught up with him he seemed completely disinterested in me and would rather play silly drinking games with his friends, so I decided to leave him to it and join my group of friends ...
    again. They all seemed to be getting along famously with their dates which kind of made me feel a bit left out, so I surrendered to the bar and sat watching the dancing and general frolicking going on around me. Ive never been much of a barfly type and was surprising myself how quickly the drinks were going down, I was also beginning to feel a bit d***k a too and less bothered I was alone. One of the security guards at the venue stopped a couple of times and commented about how was a pretty girl like me alone at the Ball? I told him about my date and how he'd ditched me for his drinking buddies to with the guard sympathised Towards the end of the evening after chatting for a while with the security guard (he was called Ron, he was around 55, ex army type with a shaved head and a big beer belly) I asked if he would help me out calling a taxi. He wandered off and came back telling me that they were all booked up! I told him it was Ok as I only lived close and I would walk it... He warned me that that wasn't a good idea unless I had someone to walk with, and then announce that if I was happy to wait till the end he would drop me in his car on the way back. I agreed to this and remained at the bar as everyone drifted away until the place was pretty empty. Ron came back with his coat on and said "Ok Miss your carriage awaits" We walked across the floodlit car park to his car and he unlocked the passenger door and opened it for me, I got in and Ron pushed the skirt part of my dress ...
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