06-10-2016-the-bed-tease-by-snolyn
06-10-2016-the-bed-tease-by-snolyn
Original name:The Bed Tease by Snolyn
Date of Release: 06-10-2016
Studio: FFStockings
Cast: Julia
Julia's Girdle, Julia's Solo Hardcore
I sometimes give private lessons at home, to high school students who have a hard time catching up with the others. Samuel, a shy and very obedient eighteen year old, is one of them. His interests seems to be more into computer gaming as I often overhear animated conversations he has with a couple of his schoolmates. In class, he sits right in front of my pedestal and he keeps looking at my feet. The large wooden desk, behind which I often sit to lecture my pupils, will let him have a peek at my shoes, ankles and the lower part of my legs. The rest of the massive piece of furniture hides most of me. I like to tease of course, and although I remain very serious looking when I do this, I laugh inside while watching the reactions I get from some of the better looking male (and female) students of my class. As I get up this morning, I am already feeling a little frisky. I wash my face to try and chase those feelings away but it doesn't work. I go to my dresser and open the top drawer, where I keep all of my stockings and panties orderly aligned. I slip a pair of red satin bikini panties on and feel the crotch patch slip along my thighs all the way up to my slit and the soft material cup my round buns. I am aroused because the material is so soft as it brushes against my ass and pussy. I open the second drawer where all of my bras, garter belts and girdles are neatly resting. I spot this mint green vintage Vanity Fair girdle I haven't taken out of the dresser in quite a while and think it would be nice to wear it today. I take out a lacy black bra, which is also a vintage undergarment and put both of them on. When I slip such original underwear on, I always get turned on because I love the era in which they were common daily wear. Women were indeed quite feminine when they adorned such frilly, lacy, soft and silky underwear. So when I begin to bunch up one of the beige full fashion stockings between my fingers, I feel my vagina getting moist from the excitement this type of clothing creates on me. I delicately manipulate the skin colored nylon between my fingertips, until most of the stocking is rolled into a doughnut shape and then point the toes and aim the tip of the bigger toe for the tip of the black seam that closes the reinforcement of the stocking at the toe. Once my little digits are snugly fitted inside the reinforced darker tip, the toenails are perfectly covered by the opaque nylon. I pull the stocking up my leg and feel it caress my skin as it wraps all around my heel, over my ankle, along the calf muscle, past the kneecap and up my thigh. Oh! What a feeling the soft shiny nylon gives me! I grab each garter snap between my fingertips and pull at the welt to attach the stocking tops to the girdle straps. The small rubber button is inserted under the nylon, pushed into the larger ring of the metal clasp and then slid into the smaller opening to lock the stocking in place. I repeat the same scenario with each garter strap and then on the other hose and relive the same thrill with each one. I stand up on my tiptoes and take a few steps around the bedroom, feeling the girdle pulling those stockings real taught! I look at myself in the long mirror to make sure the back suspenders are pulling right at the keyhole, where the black seam ends in a loop and the stocking welt begins. This will keep the black line well aligned at the back of my leg, which is something I really insist on having right along the exact center of my long shapely legs. I then grab that silky black lace trimmed half slip and pull it up to my waist. This garment is to hide the stocking tops and the garter straps that pull hard at them. My fifties dress is of a thin material and without the slip, people would notice my underwear if the light was to come from behind me or if I had my legs spread a bit. Anyway, it is the way women dressed in those years and I just want to keep the tradition going! I look at myself in the long mirror once again and adjust the dress and my hair, as I am just about ready to leave. But I must of course slip into my shoes before I go! These black pumps are so comfortable. Their three and a half inch heel is thin but not too high to keep me from walking rapidly and safely. The black leather is very soft and I have worn these beauties so many times that they fit my tender feet like slippers. They are also a slight bit oversize and I can easily let a heel pop out of the cup without any other effort than a slight pressure on the tip of the toes. While sitting and crossing a leg, I can also let the shoe slide and hang from my curled toes, dangling it nonchalantly in front of my mesmerized students. Once in class, about an hour later, the day begins as usual and until the very last period in the afternoon, I try to get rid of the tingling sensations that keep turning me on from inside my vagina. Each time I cross the legs the rustling sound of the nylons brushing against each other and over the soft silky material of my slip sends shivers up my spine and triggers a flow of sticky warm juices that invade my labia. I even risk lowering my left hand behind the large desk to give a quick scratch over my swollen clit but this simply amplifies the thrilling sensations. When the bell finally rings to announce the end of this last period, I feel relieved as I know I will be going home and will eventually self-indulge in the privacy of my bedroom.! - Miss Julia? - Yes Samuel.? - You wanted to see me today after class, remember? - Oh? Yes. Please remind me what about, Samuel. - Well ma'am. you asked that I come along with you for a special class. - Oh, that's right. I remember now. - We can postpone it if it doesn't suit you today ma'am. - No Samuel, your results seriously need some improvement and if I asked you to come with me for extra lessons, it is because they are absolutely necessary! I want you to forget your computer games for tonight and learn those mathematics well with the close supervision of someone to coach you. Do you understand? - Yes ma'am. - So you can hop in the car with me. I will drive you to my place and we will go over this past week teachings so that you can catch up with the rest of the class. I can see from the grimace on Samuel's face that he isn't very much enchanted by my program for the evening. I simply tell him to make sure his parents will know where he will be until about eight o'clock in the evening. Since Samuel doesn't live very far from my own house, it is a plus for him to be able to grab a lift with me instead of riding the bus with the others. He sits in the front seat, passenger side, while I take position behind the steering wheel. I can feel his eyes riveted on my feet as I slip the right shoe off. I never drive with the right high heel on, as I feel it interferes with my ability to control the gas and brake pedals. So I always drive in my stocking foot, keeping the left shoe on, since that one doesn't participate in the pedal pushing of an automatic transmission vehicle. I act natural and don't mention anything as we head home, but Samuel keeps moving about in his seat and from the corner of my eye I can see his right hand fingertips try and scratch at his penis over the thick jeans. This young man must be a foot fetishist I am now almost certain, as he never leaves my shoes and lower legs from his eyesight, just as he constantly does while he sits in front of my desk in class. - Here we are! I say, as I pull into the driveway. I place the transmission stick into the park position and slowly reach for my empty shoe that rests on the floor. I turn the head towards Samuel and deliberately take my time to search for the pump with my stocking toes, feeling along the carpet until I finally touch the leather of my pump. He is unbuckling his safety belt with his chest bent forward, his head turned my way and his round eyes open wide, feasting on my searching toes. I smile without him noticing anything and finally grab the leather footwear that lays on its side. My extended digits can actually clench at the heel cup and pull the shoe upwards so I can slip my foot inside the vamp. The air rushes out of it, making a swoosh sound that makes Samuel sit back straight and pull the handle to open the door and exit the car. I also get out and walk ahead of him. I deliberately let my heels slip out of the heel cups of my loose shoes. With each step I take, it slaps right back against the bottom of my round fleshy muscles as the pump snaps back onto my foot. I can only imagine Samuel's eyes feasting on the show, while his cock is getting aroused! I am so naughty at times, but gee this is real fun! Once inside, I tell Samuel to sit at the kitchen table while I get a pizza from the freezer compartment of the refrigerator. I put it into the oven while Sam opens his books. I ask that he reads the first lesson of this week while I prepare the plates and get a couple forks and knives from the utensils drawer. All the time I move around in the kitchen, I can feel Samuel's eyes following me around and this actually arouses me. I am still sexually excited and can't seen to be able to get rid of this feeling so I go ahead and decide to give this young man a good tease. I stand at the sink and wash my hands. I slip the left foot out of my shoe and keep the toes resting on the insole while playing with my pump. The noise itself must be a source of inquiry and I'm sure he is watching my foot, although I have my back turned to him and cannot see. But as I dry my hands and quickly turn towards the oven, I catch a glimpse of him turning the face away, back into his books and I smile to myself. I know for sure now that this boy has a strong foot fetish. - Are you hungry Samuel? - Yes ma'am. It sure smells good! - Here you are. You can have most of the pizza as I'm not hungry. I'll eat one slice and that will be enough for me. Sam seems to be grateful for that as he begins to eat rapidly with a good appetite. As soon as I reach the crust and cut away the last bite of this vegetarian version of this famous Italian meal, I leave it in my plate and get up. I explain to Sam that I need to rest for a few minutes, so I invite him to take his time and eat slowly while I go into my bedroom to lie down for a few minutes. - Are you alright miss Julia? Yes, don't worry Sam. I just need to lie down for a while. I will come back when you are finished eating your pizza and these biscuits for dessert. There is some soda in the refrigerator if you want, just take what you need, will you? - Thank you ma'am. I head towards my bedroom and leave the door wide open behind me. I light up the lamp next to the bed and sit on it. I pull my legs up and lie there in the middle of the wide mattress while Sam keeps his eyes on me. He can very well see me from the table as the door to my bedroom is right in front of him. I smile at him. Having finished his pizza, Samuel takes the biscuits into his hands and gets up from his chair. He walks over to my bedroom door and stands there, resting a shoulder on the wooden frame. - Do you think I have attractive legs Samuel? - Hawk.! Sam almost chokes on one of the biscuits as I pull at my dress to expose some of my stocking leg to his wide open eyes. He shifts his weight from the right to his left leg but remains in the doorway as I smile at him again and lift the knee to let him see up my thighs. Then I lift the knees up higher and sexily part the legs a little, making sure Samuel will be able to get a glimpse of my red panties. panties. Samuel is having a hard time staying put as he keeps shifting his weight from one leg to the other. I can imagine that he is getting aroused and that his penis must be slowly growing and adding pressure inside his shorts! - I guess you like the view, Sam.? You have never had the opportunity to see this much under my desk at school, have you? As I say those words, I lift the knees even higher and part the legs further apart, giving the boy a great view at my crotch area. Then I close my legs and pull the right knee over the left thigh. At the same time, I lift my skirt with the fingertips and ask Samuel if he likes my full fashion stockings. - Do you like the way the garter straps pull tightly at the nylon? - Yes ma'am. - But I think you are more of a foot connoisseur and would rather observe my nice high heel shoes. - Um. yes. - I even suspect that you prefer that I take my shoe off. so you can admire my nylon clad foot, am I right again Sammy? - Yes ma'am, I love your slim feet and toes miss Julia.! I slip the shoe off and rest the black pump next to me. Then I run my fingers along my leg and sensuously caress my silky foot. I tell Sam that my little tootsie hurts after spending so much time inside such high heel shoes. I rotate to the side a little, showing my butt as I reach for the other pump. My words make him squeeze his legs together and I can see the bulge in his jeans is growing to a huge tent like shape, pushing at the zipper in front of him. This sight gets me so excited that I just fan and wiggle the toes after taking my other shoe off. This drives Samuel into convulsions and I'm afraid he will lose control of himself. I quickly sit back into the bed, pushing myself against the pillows with my toes sinking into the mattress. - Listen Samuel. We will play a little game if you like. - What's that.? - I will try and tease you with my nylon clad legs and feet for as long as you can stand there in the doorway and not touch yourself! Are you willing to take this challenge? - .Yes, I guess so. - Alright then! Lets play! I joyfully shout at him while lifting both legs way up over my head. I am so excited that I extend the toes and fan them against the non expanding tips of my vintage stockings. I smile at Sammy and cross my feet at the ankles while I offer my reinforced stocking soles to his feasting eyes. the toes of my left foot still extended and fanning against the more opaque nylon tip. Sam keeps his hands away from his crotch but I can see that his erection is giving him a lot of pain. But the poor boy isn't finished with me yet as I kneel on the bed and slowly slide the zipper of my dress down its side, giving him a glimpse at my breast, hidden under my black transparent bra. Then I pull my loose dress completely over my head and throw it to the side. Still kneeling on the mattress, I put a hand over my silky black slip and wiggle my ass at Sammy who is constantly thrusting his hips forward and backwards, in an attempt to relieve himself. I slowly move forward and let myself rest on my extended arms, my hands firmly pressing against the mattress. In this position, I can feel the weight of my breasts being held inside my thin black bra. My nipples are growing harder as the excitement builds within me also! I lift the left leg up and pull the toes into a lovely point, trying to make Samuel touch himself at all costs and win the game! But even though his eyes feast on my breasts, well encased in the thin and delicate silk of the black bra he is nonetheless much more interested in my nylon clad feet, as I teasingly rub them over the pillows while slowly turning to the side. I let myself fall on my back and I rest my head at the foot of the bed, giving Samuel a perfect view of my whole body. But I know what really turns him on and I cross the right knee over the left thigh, making the nylon rustle and hiss! This triggers a soft orgasm for me as the pressure between my thighs is too great and the sensation of the nylon rubbing between my legs is too much to bare! But I don't want Samuel to notice so I clench the toes and rub them against my knee shift his attention towards my feet and get him to bring a hand over his bulge! But to no avail. So I decide to take another approach. I stand up on the mattress and turn towards the wall, offering my back to my admirer. I wriggle my butt and begin to dance to tease him further. Then I turn around, lower my hands down the front of my slip and wobble my breasts towards his face. Samuel has so much difficulty standing up that he now kneels down on the floor and bites at his fingernails while I continue my performance. I lift my slip and run my hands up along the inside of my thighs, caressing the soft nylon of my stocking tops. Again I turn and dance before his agonizing looks as I stand way above him now, my butt flashing at him. I shake and move my ass to tease the boy as best I can. This wiggling and shaking is turning me on so much and I can feel the juices begin to flow out of my vagina. I just can't stand it anymore and turn to face him again. This time the need to run a hand down onto my burning cunt is too great and I approach the fingers of the left hand towards my own crotch. In a last effort to get Samuel's attention on my foot, I clench the toes at the bed frame to get his eyes away from my fingertips but I have fallen into my own trap and now need to satisfy my urge more than anything else! I pull at my bra, exposing my breasts. I feel the air around my nipples that grow erect and hard. I let myself fall on the bed and sit there right in front of Sam. He is looking at me with questioning eyes. But all I can do is let myself fall back onto the pillows and slowly reach for the crotch of my satin red panties. With the tips of the right fingers, I delicately pull at the band of material that covers my labia and expose it totally. In no time the fingers of my left hand slip right at my slit and begin to slide up and down the slippery crack. The sensation is absolutely grand and I am lost in self-indulgence. I arch the right foot up and let out a cry of excitement as the middle finger sinks inside my well lubricated cavern. I pull it back out and practice a few rotations over my swollen clit, as I clench at the bedspread with the left toes. My eyes are shut tight as I am now within myself, enjoying the sensations of such intense masturbation one can procure to oneself. as the feelings are so pleasurable that one doesn't care anymore about what can go on in the world around her. My finger slowly tries to slip back into the tunnel and I lift both legs up high so as to accommodate this private invader that is procuring me such great sexual satisfaction.(p40) Well sunk inside of me, I tease my G spot and really drive myself into high gear as I dangle the legs to make the whole event even more exciting! With the help of the right hand pulling at the left to increase the pressure against the inner walls I can feel the wave build and my orgasm about to unfold at an exceptional intensity! It is at that moment that I open my eyes. ( Samuel is still kneeling on the floor but he is right next to the bed, intensely looking at my hands working on myself. I am so excited that I cannot stop the shattering orgasm that has already begun to explode. As the wave rolls and the vibrations emanate from deep inside my vagina all the way up my spine, I can see Samuel bend over and sniff at my stocking toes.! My eyes shut once again and I fully enjoy the intensity of this very special climax that seems to last for minutes! Without opening my eyes, I roll to the side, and then on my knees. I switch hands and slowly insert the middle finger of the right hand inside my vagina to try and bring myself off yet one more time. I couldn't care less if the boy is still there looking at my ass flashing in the air like this, even if he brings his nose up close as I am enjoying myself to the utmost! Of course, by working my fingertip around the rim of my vagina the way I'm doing it right now makes me come once again.! I cry out loud and moan like a cat in heat! After the excitement subsides, I turn on my back and look at the poor Samuel who is now standing at the foot of the bed. - May I touch myself now, miss Julia.? - Why of course, Samuel. I whisper at him. Exhausted, I watch the young man unbutton his jeans, lower his zipper and yank down his pants and shorts past his steel hard cock. His pole springs back up and his right hand is quick to reach and wrap around the thick meat. This view is absolutely astonishing and I need to touch myself some more, over my panties. - Oh Samuel, what a nice cock you have there.! Look at my nylon feet baby and shoot that load for me. - Humph! To my amazement a thick white load of cream spurts out of his purple glans after only a couple strokes and Samuel comes in gushes of semen that land on the hardwood floor before him. I just lay back and shut my eyes, letting the young man enjoy his own climax fully. A few minutes later, Samuel brings me out of my sleepy state as he whispers in my ear that he has cleaned up everything and is about to leave, since it is already 8:00PM. - Yes of course you can go Sammy. I'm exhausted and need to sleep now. - Good night miss Julia. Sweet dreams. I can only smile at this shy and obedient young man who has won the challenge with great honors.!
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