. My fantasy begins when we are going to an office Christmas party. As we are getting ready to leave for the party, I whisper to him that I do not hav... any panties on. That I am wearing stockings and that every time I look at him my pussy gets wetter and wetter. All night we haven’t spoken to each other. Maybe just passing comments, but never sitting down and talking. When I look at him, I give him looks that let him know how much my body is aching for him. I lick my lips and slowly caress my. “Observing them go from frightened little kitten to deranged slut. It’s beautiful.” The effect of her statement was immediate. Eve made to leave the table and only Nick’s hand on hers made her stay. “It’s unrelenting,” Margaret continued, wallowing in the unease, “no matter how hard you try and blank it off, a huge cock will always break the spirit.”Nick sat, crestfallen, clenching a knife in his fist so hard that his knuckles turned white. Margaret meanwhile stared across at me, goading a. He then kissed me deep and passionately. His hands went under my tank top, while we kissed. He then helped me off with it. He then carried me to the dining room table and put me on the table. My stepfather sniffed and snuffled at my panties. “Ellen, your pussy smells so good. You know how I love your cunt.” Peter then pulled down my panties and spread my legs. He licked and adored my pussy lips. He licked my pussy like an ice cream cone. First, small licks and then very long licks. He. We were both still very young, I was maybe twelve and he was a couple of years younger. Sometimes we would have the whole place to ourselves while my grandparents would go to yard sales. They would be gone for hours and we would raid my uncle's porn stash. He had several magazines and a few video tapes. We would watch the movies and get horny then show each other our erections. One day I asked him if he had ever done anything sexual, he said a few times with one of his mom's friends daughter. I.