1. Sylvie's show


    Date: 10/15/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Male/Teen Female, School, Young, Author: bobby5555, Rating: 92, Source: sexstories.com

    brown pubic hair poked through the fine mesh, one on each side of the seam from a tiny clump of hair pressed flat just above the gusset. She really must have been enjoying the grinding earlier; the gusset and hose around it were glistening. With my heart pounding and my penis straining against my boxer-briefs, I kept rubbing her calf, knowing that if I stopped, this stunning show was sure to end. I moved from her calf down to her cute little foot, rubbing the arch and getting between each sweet toe. Next I jumped to the other foot. "Let me straighten that seam up for you," I said in a low voice. Her serene smile widened slightly as I stretched the nylons and slid the seam down over her toes. As I moved my hands up her leg, massaging her calf, and higher, her mouth fell open and each exhalation became a gentle moan as I worked my fingers across her silky thighs. As if it could get any hotter, she had started to rub her hands across her belly and press and pull at her little breasts, all through the satiny material of her dress. The massage was clearly getting her very turned on. While her left hand continued to rub her breast, her right hand slid down over her belly to the waistband of her tights. My mouth fell open as her hand slid inside her pantyhose. As she spread her legs and pulled them back I sat back on my stool and watched in amazement. The young teenager was rubbing her pussy under her pantyhose. Up and down, up and down her ...
    fingers slid between her vagina and the gusset of the hose. Soon the back of her hand was straining against the nylon as her finger squelched in and out of her vagina. "Oh M, Mister Schu, Mister, Ooh, Oh, Oh, OHHhh. Mmmmmmm." Sylvie collapsed back into the cot sighing deeply, one hand resting on her belly, the other still inside her tights. After a minute or two Sylvie sat up and pulled her dress back down over her thighs. A silly smile was on her face. "Thank you, thank you so much for your help, Mr. Schuller. I can breathe so much better, mmm and I feel so relaxed." Almost giddy at what I had witness, I couldn't help do much but grin stupidly back. "Zip me up?" Sylvie bubbled. "Of course." With her dress back in place, Sylvie slid her little feet back into her silver heels. She looked down at them and back up at me. "Do my legs look good?" she taunted. I smiled. "They sure do." "How much more of the dance is there?" she asked. I looked at the clock. "Another 20 minutes." "Oh, I better get back, this is when the play the best music." "I'll be along in a second." Sylvie smiled warmly at me and turn to click out of the room. She turned back to me at the door. "Are you going to be at the Mid-Atlantic Dance Spectacular next week, Mr. Schuller?" She asked. "I will," I answered. "Good," she declared. Then she took a few steps back to where I sat stunned, bent over, and kissed me right on the lips. "See you next week, Mr. Schuller." to be continued
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