It had been a hard day, and John decided to drop into a local bar
on the way home to relax a bit. He ordered a pint and stood
people watching. That’s when he noticed her. Long blonde hair,
full pouting lips and a low cut top that left him no doubt that
she had a great pair of tits. The barman put his change onto the
bar, breaking the moment and allowing him to close his mouth,
which he realised had dropped open while he studied this vision
of loveliness.

John picked up his drink and change and headed for a booth
diagonally opposite her, and pretended to read the paper. He
could now see that she was wearing black high heels and a very
short black skirt. But it was her legs that mesmerised him. They
were shapely and encased in navy blue sheer nylon. John hoped
that she was wearing tights, he'd always had a thing for tights,
and he found himself watching those legs crossing and uncrossing,
hoping to see if he was right.

Suddenly this sexy lady stood up and walked towards the door.
John was devastated, he wanted to stop her from leaving, but what
could he say? Before he could think straight she was level with
his table when she stumbled and knocked the best part of a pint
straight into his lap. "I my goodness" she said "dabbing at his
soaked crotch with a napkin "I'm really sorry. I feel awful"
"Forget about it" he managed to croak as his cock began to swell
under the attention it was getting. "Please, I only live around
the corner. I can wash your things and give you a coffee while
you wait." she said. John couldn't believe his luck. She was
almost pleading with him to go home with her. Maybe he'd get that
chance to find out if she was wearing tights after all.

She had introduced herself as Tina as they walked to her house,
and once they had gone inside she told him to go upstairs to the
bathroom and get out of his wet things. She would be up to
collect them and bring him a coffee shortly. John found the
bathroom and removed his trousers and boxers which were soaked
through, and his shirt which had caught a little of the beer. He
was naked in a strange woman’s bathroom and not quite sure what
was going to happen next. At that moment the door opened and
there stood Tina framed in the doorway. She had removed her
skirt, blouse and bra and John could see she was wearing navy
tights over white panties. "Err" was all he could manage to say
as his mouth dried and his cock grew. "I knew by the way you kept
looking at my legs in the pub, that you fancied me. Now let’s see
how much. If you stay you'll do everything I ask without
question, understand?" she said. There was a harder edge to her
voice now, and John new that he had come to a crossroad. If he
stayed things would never be the same again, but if he left he
would always wonder what he'd missed. John looked at her gorgeous
face and luscious legs and nodded his agreement.

Tina smiled and told him to kneel on the bathroom floor. John
knelt quickly and wondered what was about to happen. Slowly she
walked towards him, rubbing her pussy through her tights and
panties, until she was just inches from his face. "Mmmmm, smell
your Mistress's divine cunt my slave. From now on you will call
me Mistress Tina, or Goddess. You are mine to do with as I wish."
she murmured before pulling his face hard into the soaking wet
crotch of her tights. The smell was divine and although he could
barely breathe John was in heaven

Moaning, Tina ground her wet cunt on John's face releasing more
of her succulent pussy juices into her panties and tights. Just
when he thought he might pass out, Tina let his head loose from
her grip and stepped back. "I had better get your clothes into
the wash. But don't worry, that will give us plenty of time to
have some fun" she said "but let me give you something to enjoy
while I'm gone." With that, she reached behind her and in her
hand she held a pair of black panties, the crotch of which was
thick with pungent stains. Leaning close to his face, Tina
whispered "These have been worn every day, for a week, and I've
been fucked good and hard by my hubby nearly every night while I
wore them. That crotch is thick with our cum and I expect you to
suck it clean while I am gone" chuckling Tina pushed the panties
deep into his mouth, before gathering his clothes and leaving the
room. The taste was indescribable, and John sucked hungrily
rubbing is tongue across the filthy material, swallowing as much
as he could.

Soon Tina returned, but her panties had gone and now she only
wore her drenched navy tights. In her hand she carried a bag,
from which she removed a length of strong cord. "Put your hands
behind your back slave" she demanded and proceeded to tied his
hands together tightly. "Now lay on your back" she smirked. It
was uncomfortable, but there was no way John would be able to
move his arms, and he guessed that was the idea. Slowly Tina
removed the panties from between his lips. They were almost
clean.

"Let’s see how much you can take little man" she whispered as she
straddled his face and placed her wet crotch on his face. Slowly
she started to rub his cock then she pulled the foreskin back as
far as it would go. She felt him flinch with discomfort as she
dragged a nail across the head of his cock and she smiled again.
From her bag she retrieved a black nylon stocking which she
pulled over her hand. Slowly she used her nylon covered hand on
his cock head. It oozed pre cum which she licked from the nylon
with relish. Firmly she started to rub the rough nylon over the
sensitive head of his cock, ignoring the muffled cries cumming
from between her legs. Each time pre cum tried to lubricate the
head, it was removed and swallowed, before his cock was once
again tortured with the rough nylon. Finally Tina lowered her
mouth over his cock, and he sighed waiting for the long awaited
blowjob. But instead of the sensual sucking her expected, instead
he received the sharp painful sensation of her teeth scraping
along the length of his shaft and biting the head. She could feel
him stiffen as she continued to use her teeth on the head, and
new that soon he would cum. Quickly she pulled her stocking from
her hand an pulled it over his cock, just in time to catch the
flood of cum in its nylon prison. Again and again his cock pumped
streams of hot spunk into the stocking, until with a groan John
lay spent under her.

"Mmm. That was lovely slave, but I think you can do more" she
said in a silky voice, and started to rub his now sore cock back
to life. The discomfort was unbelievable, but John couldn't move
under her and her hand was relentless. "Cum slave, cum again for
your Mistress. Oh god I need to piss" she cried. John felt her
other hand reach down and grab his jaw, pulling it open. Suddenly
his mouth was full of hot salty piss, her ass covered his nose
and the only way to breath was to empty his mouth as quickly as
possible. John gulped and gulp as she emptied her bladder down
his throat and carried on pumping his cock. He nearly passed out
as he shot another load into the sticky stocking.

Tina finally stood up from his face and removed her soaked
tights. John was to drained to resist as she took the spunk
drenched stocking from his cock and turned it inside out before
dropping the dripping nylon into his mouth. Tina laughed as she
pulled her piss soaked tights over John head and tied the legs
around his head to keep the stocking in his mouth. "Enjoy your
meal" she chuckled as she washed and left the room.

Sometime later, Tina returned and removed his bonds. Gently she
rubbed life back into his aching arms, and told him to clean
himself up. His clothes where in a neat pile by the door, and she
blew him a kiss as she once again left the room.

John washed and dressed and thought about the afternoon he'd just
spent. He was surprised at just how much he'd enjoyed being used
by Tina, and he knew that no matter what, he wanted more.

Tina was waiting for him at the front door. She smiled and said
"I hope I haven't broken anything" "no" he replied "I'll live. I
think". She laughed and kissed him deeply, their tongues dancing
in each others mouths. Then John was outside in the early evening
sunshine walking towards home, wondering if he'd ever see Tina
again. His thoughts were interrupted by a message on his mobile.
As he read it his heart started to race, it said "Your Goddess
will see you tomorrow at the same place and he same time. Don't
be late, you have more tasks to pleasure me with yet tongue
slave".

To be continued ...

