While exhaling a bloom of smoke, she asked, “Who’s winning the game?” So distracted from the prior situation, I didn’t even know who was play...ng football on TV. I focused on the TV and responded, “Arizona.”“Mmmm…” Katie softly murmured, while leaning in to take another hit from the pipe. A minute or two of silence was broken by Katie saying, “Fuck, there is nothing better to soothe a swollen pussy than a few hits of marijuana.” She put the pipe down and started to lightly play with her. What he didn't know what that up until that point, I had never had another man inside of me. I'd eaten my own cum, but never another man's. The night of the party, I was a bit nervous so I took a couple of shots and that eased my anxiety. I remember the first cock that I sucked: it was my co-worker's. In anticipation of the first guest, we took our clothes off. He was standing there without his dick in a hole, so I walked up to him and without saying a word, I dropped to my knees and started. I sat down on the bed and peeled her panties off, caressing those beautiful globes as I did and moved her panties to my nose and breathed them in. I twisted them and wrapped them around one ankle and stretched it out and tied it to the bed post, an evil smile came on her face. I picked up her bra from the chair and tied her other ankle to the other post, her legs now spread wide.I took off my gunbelt and then my clothes and climbed up on the bed and sat on her back, facing her legs and slid my. “Open two buttons if you expect to be sitting in a place you can be seen and keep them closed if you expect to be standing more of the time.”Oma slips two buttons from their sheaths, sharpening my claws.“See how the cotton drapes from your knee now, revealing more of your calf.”“Stockings, Oma?”She smiles. “Outside, in the warm sun?”Confidence is born of the confluence of comfort and daring, revealing and withholding what we wish.“Let your routine be your stockings. If you wear them, wear.