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The Uni Ball, my first time in stockings

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The Uni Ball, my first time in stockingsTo enjoy this story more you need to take a look at my Uni Ball album using the password uni Way back in 1997 I was a tender 19 years of age and was due to attend my first University Ball.Obviously everone was excited about getting dressed up but being a poor student I ended up borrowing my dress of a friend. I decided that this wouldnt dampen my spirit and went about buying some accessories to go with it, I found the opera gloves at a local charity shop and headed to the local indoor market to hunt out some suitable lingerie to go with the glamourous dress.I found in there a stall that was selling cheap (and fairly nasty) four strap suspender belts and plain black stockings to go with them. One thing id forgotten to do was buy a strapless bra, so if you take a close look at my pic you can just tell that I was braless!On the night of the Ball my date came around to pic me up from my flat and we walked the short distance to the venue. My date was the same age as me and was on the same course, we didnt really know each other that well and really didnt have that much to talk about whilst walking except for the usual pleasantries.At the Ball I met up with my group of friends and we drank champagne and had some photos taken, my date was reluctant to be in the pics and wandered off inside.When I caught up with him he seemed completely disinterested in me and would rather play silly drinking games with his friends, so I decided to leave him to it and join my group of friends again.They all seemed to be getting along famously with their dates which kind of made me feel a bit left out, so I surrendered to the bar and sat watching ankara escort the dancing and general frolicking going on around me.Ive never been much of a barfly type and was surprising myself how quickly the drinks were going down, I was also beginning to feel a bit drunk a too and less bothered I was alone.One of the security guards at the venue stopped a couple of times and commented about how was a pretty girl like me alone at the Ball? I told him about my date and how he’d ditched me for his drinking buddies to with the guard sympathisedTowards the end of the evening after chatting for a while with the security guard (he was called Ron, he was around 55, ex army type with a shaved head and a big beer belly) I asked if he would help me out calling a taxi.He wandered off and came back telling me that they were all booked up! I told him it was Ok as I only lived close and I would walk it… He warned me that that wasn’t a good idea unless I had someone to walk with, and then announce that if I was happy to wait till the end he would drop me in his car on the way back.I agreed to this and remained at the bar as everyone drifted away until the place was pretty empty.Ron came back with his coat on and said “Ok Miss your carriage awaits”We walked across the floodlit car park to his car and he unlocked the passenger door and opened it for me, I got in and Ron pushed the skirt part of my dress into the footwell, he then got in his side and leaned over to grab my seat belt for me. I felt the back of his hand brush against my boobs but pretended not to notice. as he pulled the seatbelt back across my body he brushed over my boobs again and I once again ankara escort bayan pretended not to notice.He fastened the belt in and said “Let me just straighten the belt out for you” This time he was a little more brazen with his hands across my boobs, almost cupping my right breast with his palm.Now I did something that surprised me and rather that scream “Oi get off me you fat old pervert!” I just went “mmmmmm”He began to squeeze more firmly and asked if if was “OK?”I slid back into the seat a little and closed my eyes to signal that I was indeed ‘OK’!As this 55 year old shaven headed security guard felt and squeezed my boob he began to gather the material of my dress up revealing my stockinged legs in the light of the floodlit carpark.The material smoothly brushed up my legs to reveal the stocking tops to which he exclaimed “oh fuck! stockings” His cold hands met with the material of the tops and my milky white thighs as I squirmed a little and parted my legs.His fingers made it to the triangle of material of my knicks and he began to rub in a circular motion.I was so turned on and excited it was unreal!as he rubbed more firmly at my pussy through the knicks I just blurted out “Ron, drive me home and fuck me pleeeease!”He wasted no time starting his car and driving back to mine, I rubbed myself as I gave out the directions.I was so turned on that this fat and 50 something rough guy was going to be fucking me in the next few minutes (Id only ever been with guys my own age before) but also disgusted too. I felt slutty for the first time in my lifeWhen we got back to my flat I was fumbling in my bag for the keys to get in and he was running his escort ankara hands all over my dress, as I opened the door he said “the bedroom!” and I led the way, I turned to him at the foot of the bed and he just pushed me back onto the matress and began pulling at his belt.I had no time to think about removing my clothing so pulled the dress up to my tummy and pulled my knicks to one side.Rons pants were around his ankle and he pulled out his hard penis, It wasnt long but incredibly thick and quite bent to one side.He wasted no time pushing it quite forcefully into me and fucking me roughly. There had been no talk of condoms or anything like that!Id never been fucked rough before and i knew i would be cumming very soon! He bagan to grunt things like “Look at me while I fuck you you dirty little tart” which shocked me a bit but turned me on all the more.He was trying to get my boobs out of the dress but there was no chance as it was still zipped up, so he grabbed me by the hips and began to pump into me really hard.This triggered my orgasm and I blurted out “Cum on my face, please cum on my face” Now Ive no idea where that came from as id not really ever seen any porn before that night and all my sexual encounters before had been rather pedestrian!He did as I asked and pulled his fat old come from me and shuffled up the bed, he was waking his cock inches from my cheek as he explode this thick glue like cum all over my cheek, lips, nose and hair! It was also spilling onto my borrowed dress too!When he finished cumming, he used his penis to rub it all over my face and said “How did you like that you little slut?”He didnt even give me chance to think of an answer before asking where the toilet was as he had to clean up before going home to his wife!He’d never mentioned her before!I hope you enjoyed my story as much as I enjoyed remembering that night!Please let me know what you think?V. x

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