My name is Michelle. I am an extremely sexy 22 year old with smooth hair. I have enchanting deepblue eyes and a mesmerizing smile. I like to wear white stockings on my long legs. The white stocking feel so good on my legs as a ride a hard cock. My best features are my naked legs. Because they are smooth, soft and slender. This little tight ass will also drive you crazy.

	Whats up, I am Natalie. A sexy college girl home alone. When my parents are not here I like to chat with horny men online. I am a true nymphomaniac and love to have sex all night long with nylons on. It turns me on to feel the nylons tight on my legs rubbing on your naked skin. I`m always walking around in a tight shirt and nylons showing off my sexy legs and stiff nipples.

	Hi, I'm Keri. I'm a single, 23 year old graduate student at a major university. I'm young enough to please you and old enough to tease you I am a very georgous girl with soft hair and long legs. I love to have my naked legs kissed until my pussy is ready to explode. I also love to wear a garder belt and take charge in the bedroom. Dominating with my strong legs.

	Why I love nylon stockings: Missy wanted a pair of silk stockings for her long legs. The kind that caught the eyes of all the men as they drooled at her shapely legs.So she decided to slip into a black dress that she would wear them with, the dress that held her large breasts up and hugged her round ass tight. Missy put on a pair of stiletto heels over her bare feet, feeling the way her skin rubbed against them, noticing how nice it would be when there was a layer of silk in between her feet and shoes. As she walked to the boutique she imagined the way the stockings would feel brushing against her. The door chimed as she pushed on the glass to enter the boutique. The saleswoman Victoria looked up from her customer and smiled at her. Missy's senses were overwhelmed as she passed by rows of thin teddies, brushing her fingers through them, so smooth they felt wet. Missy walked among the luminous fabric, inhaling the sweet perfume scent of the lingerie. As she made her way to the back of the store, where she knew the stockings, and nylons, and pantyhose wait for her. "Can I help you?" Victoria asked her. Missy turned around to see that the voice belonged to a cute, young salesclerk. He was tall, and strong looking, with bright blue eyes He smiled, Missy smiled back. "I'm looking for a pair of silk pantyhose," she said. "And nylon garters?" His voice was smooth, as if custom made for the quiet boutique. "Nylon Garters," said Missy, coyly fingering a button on her blouse, "and a pair of matching nylon panties." She followed him to the large display of stockings, garders, nylons, pantyhose. As they got to the racks she reached out to touch one of the pairs of nylon stockings, but his hand grabbed her, as if she was a child reaching for something breakable. Her breath began to quicken. "Let me,put the pantyhose on you" he says, with a grin. He chose a pair, but instead of offering them to her, he lifted them up and drew them across her cheek. Missy could feel her face turning red. The nylon stockings were a midnight blue. She reached up, meaning to press them tighter to her face, to inhale the scent of their newness. Quickly he drew them away. "Uh-uh," he told her clicking his tongue. "First we must pick out the nylon garters to match." He selected a pair of black pantyhose. How hot, Missy thought, as he flicked his fingers through the lace that decorated the black pantyhose. Her eyes were gleaming. Without a word he produced a skimpy pair of lace nylon panties with a heart on them. "Would you like to try it all on?" he asked her. Missy nodded, she didn't want to appear too excited but he was dangling the pantyhose in her face like a forbidden fruit. He took her into the dressing room, slowing down at the door. "Take off your shoes," he commanded. She lifted her long legs, one at a time, kicking each pump to the ground. "Now take off your panties." Missy's hands were shaking, but she wanted to obey him. Reaching up under her dress she removed the white, cotton pair she wore there. She noticed a wet spot in her cotton panties and the thoughts of staining the new nylon pair made her feel extremely naughty. She sat on bench in the dressing room and he knelt below her, taking the nylon garder out he ran it across her ankle then said "Lift up your leg". He kept the nylon garter pressed close calf and when he reached the hem of her skirt she pulled it up around her waist. His face was so close to her naked pussy that she wondered if he could smell her sweet pussy. His hot breath traveled, sending tingly vibrations through her body. A gasp escaped from her lips. He smiled, picked up one of the nylon stockings and rubbed the stocking across her face. Missy closed her eyes. She could feel the nylon stocking moving over her lips and down her neck. It was almost too much to handle, she wanted him inside her wet lips now. When he reached the spot where her nylon garter lay, his hand lingered. With both hands he brought up the nylon stockings Missy's breathing was getting slower. Her eyes were closed, each touch bringing her closer to exploding. Missy opened her eyes and watched as her legs were transformed from pale to dark black pantyhose. This time when he reached her thigh with the garder and fastened it he bent in and planted a tiny kiss on her stockings He began making a line of kisses, as soon as his lips left a spot the stocking was unrolled to cover it. He moved his way up her thigh until his mouth was inches from her throbbing lips. Missy's legs clenched involuntarily as his mouth kissed her steaming pussy. She moaned out in delight. As his hands worked at attaching the stocking to her nylon garter. His tongue searching for her clit felt soft as silkly. She reached down to touch his hair, to pull him closer, her need rising with every stroke of his tounge, her stockings felt so good on her. "Uh-uh," he breathed into her ear. He continued his delicate plunging. She gasped, raising her hips to take his tongue in deeper, she could feel her sweat through her stockings.. She wanted him, all of him and right now with the stockings. She had forgotton where she was,as her pussy was expoding on his face with origasms dripping down her stockings. Quickly he pulled away and pulled out his cock. It was so long and hard, Missy wanted it deep inside her while she was wearing the stockings. He lifted her up, planting her pussy on his throbbing cock. She moaned as his cock slipped into her, filling her up; he drew it in, again and again, pressing her aginst the wall ripping the stocking. She buried her face in his neck, holding on to his shoulders, clinging to him tightly with her stockings. His hands held tight on her ass as he thrust harder and deeper up into her. She cried out as his cock found its rhythm deep in her. Missy dug her nails into his strong shoulders and with one more stroke she began to shiver all the way down her stocking. Missy's orgasm blew all over his cock ,she was glad he was holding her up on the wall in her stockings. She raised up and then back down with one final deep stroke he pulled out and she could feel his hot cum soaking into her new stockings. He began to fix himself up and she did the same. "Would you like to wear them home?" he asked. "Yes," Missy whispered, beaming " want to wear my stocking on my hot long legs home please. She pulled out her money and paid for the new stockings on her legs. When she walked out of the back room Victoria gave her the same polite smile and a wink. Missy winked back and with a faint smile on her lips she decided to go to the shoe store to see if a new pair of heels would bring her as much luck as her new black lace stockings.