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Olivia's Secret  

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12/11/2019 3:51 am
Olivia's Secret


Olivia’s Secret
An original erotic story

Olivia watched him enter the store at precisely 3 pm. He was a blue-collar type, late thirties, ruggedly handsome, with a gold wedding ring on his left hand. He stood there between the garter belts and g-strings with a helpless look on his face, as Olivia assumed her role and greeted the bewildered shopper with a friendly smile.

“Welcome to Victoria’s Secret,” she said. “My name is Olivia. Can I help you find something today?”

The taller gentleman regarded her cautiously, raising an eyebrow as he looked around to see if anyone was watching.

“Promise not to laugh,” he said, with a sheepish grin. “But I’m a long way from Home Depot and I have no idea what I’m doing.”

Olivia laughed. His name was Derek. It was his first time venturing into the store by himself. He was actually looking for something to spice things up between him and his wife.

His well-defined muscles distracted her with lustful thoughts as he politely asked if she wouldn’t mind showing him around.

“Actually,” she said, regaining her focus, “we have many items to choose from. Are you interested in finding something for her, or would you say it’s more for you?”

Derek looked puzzled by the question. Olivia explained.

“In my experience,” she said, “most men who buy lingerie aren’t really looking for something functional, that is, something a woman would wear more than once. Usually, the man is looking to fulfill his own fantasy, if you know what I mean.”

Derek considered this for a moment then slowly nodded in agreement.

“I guess you could say I’m just like most men,” he admitted. “My wife doesn’t usually wear this sort of thing. I just figured maybe if I made the first move, it might rev things up a little…”

“In the bedroom,” Olivia added, finishing his thought. Derek nodded again. “I understand completely,” she said, reassuring him. “May I make a suggestion?”

“Please do,” Derek said.

“If you want your wife to have more sex appeal in the bedroom,” she told him, “you don’t need to buy her a lace teddy or a leather g-string. For most women, stuff like that actually makes them feel less sexy and more self-conscious, which isn’t good. What you want is something where your wife can look sexy and feel comfortable at the same time.”

Derek laughed. “Are you telling me I should just get her a pair of jeans and a T-shirt?”

Olivia smiled. “That’s one solution,” she said. “But I had something a little different in mind. Follow me.”

At that, Olivia led him to the farthest end of the store to a quiet section with no one else around. Derek used the opportunity to admire her shapely figure from head to toe. Her body was a feast for the eyes. Her breasts looked pert and suckable through the burgundy silk of her button-down blouse. Her waist was model thin, but her hips arched perfectly under the tight black miniskirt that clutched her curvaceous thighs. She had firm calves, tiny ankles and soft, delicate feet, all of which were beautifully augmented by a dazzling pair of black stilettos. His eyes followed her sexy shoes as they glided across the carpet.

Finally, Olivia stopped at a long row of wooden bins hidden there along the rear wall. She grabbed a small package, spun around and raised it emphatically with both hands.

“Pantyhose,” Derek said in disbelief. “What’s so great about pantyhose?”

Olivia gave him a knowing glance with her lustful brown eyes. She wet her lips and leaned forward, brushing her brown hair across his face.

“These aren’t regular pantyhose,” she explained patiently. “These are Victoria’s Secret seamless pantyhose.”

His face went blank. “Seamless?” he wondered. “I don’t get it. What’s the difference?”

“It’s kind of hard to explain,” she said. “But basically the difference is what they don’t have: no control top, no cotton panel, no stitching anywhere. When you put them on, they fit like a second skin.”

“I see,” Derek said. “That does sound a hell of a lot nicer than those scratchy things my wife usually wears.”

“Oh yes,” said Olivia. “These are like lingerie for your legs, so much nicer than those ordinary brands.”

“Really,” he said curiously. “Do you wear them yourself?”

“I’m wearing them now,” she said, offering her right leg as she raised it waist high. “Go ahead. Feel for yourself.”

She leaned back against the wall, stretching one leg for his careful inspection. From the pointed tip of her open-toed shoe to the taut flesh of her firm upper thigh, a sheath of black nylon patiently awaited his touch.

Derek placed his fingers on Olivia’s ankle and slowly let them wander over the silky pantyhose, sliding up to her knee. He challenged her with his eyes as his fingers continued along her outer thigh, but Olivia didn’t flinch. He lingered there, stroking her delicate thigh for just a moment longer, before slowly pulling away.

Olivia smiled, with a look of contentment in her eye as she stated officially, “Now you know what real pantyhose feel like.”

Derek nodded intently. “Quite a difference,” he said. “But I was wondering,” he then asked boldly. “Could you show me some other colors?”

Olivia could tell by the hungry look on his face that Derek was just as excited as she was. She had always enjoyed a good tease, but this was quickly becoming something more daring than anything she had ever done before. If Derek was truly interested in testing her limits, then Olivia was all too eager to see how far he was willing to go.

“All right,” she said, accepting his unspoken challenge. “I have an idea. Why don’t we go into one of the dressing rooms in the back? I’ll pick out a few colors and you can tell me which ones you like.”

Without waiting for an answer, she grabbed three more packages and hurried into an empty dressing room. She waited there for a minute until he quietly stepped in behind her.

The room itself was no bigger than your average walk-in closet. It had mirrors on all sides, with one long leather-cushioned bench. Olivia stood at the far side of the room, while Derek locked the door from the inside.

As she started to remove her blouse, she had already noticed the visible signs of his arousal swelling inside his jeans. The thought of what Derek intended to do with his throbbing member made Olivia weak in the knees. She briefly considered the consequences if they were caught, but clearly they had reached the point of no return.

“I’ve never done this sort of thing,” she said anxiously. “We could both end up in serious trouble.”

Derek didn’t answer. His eyes honed in with fierce determination prodding her with only a nod. He waited expectantly as Olivia dropped her blouse and then shimmied out of her skirt, leaving her in a black satin bra, with black shoes and black pantyhose.

“What else would you like to see today, sir?” she offered suggestively.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered, taking control.

“Like this,” she answered, standing with one shoe three feet apart from the other.

With no panel in the way, the lips of her wet pussy were clearly visible through the nylon. Her juices seeped into the pantyhose, filling the air with the unmistakable aroma of her glistening sex.

“Play with yourself,” he demanded. Olivia needed little encouragement. Still, she enjoyed being told what to do.

She spit on three fingers and pressed them against her slit, rubbing in circles. She clutched her left breast, kneading it with her opposite hand, as the fingers rubbing against her pussy gradually built speed. She masturbated openly, as Derek stood there in silence, squeezing himself through his jeans.

“Show me your cock,” begged Olivia. “I want to see how hard you are.”

Derek unzipped his pants. The swollen head of his throbbing penis poked through the hole like an armed missile ready to explode. The sight of it made Olivia crazy with lust. She slipped her fingers under the pantyhose and gave herself a good finger fucking. The stretchy nylon allowed her to use two hands. Her middle finger sank in all the way, as her other hand furiously rubbed her clit. Every few seconds, she would bring her gooey fingers up to her mouth and joyfully lick them clean.

Derek watched, stroking his cock in earnest. It was long and thick like the wide end of a beer bottle. Olivia took a nail, poked a hole through the pantyhose and suddenly ripped open the crotch.

“Fuck me,” she panted desperately. “Fuck me now!”

Derek leapt at the invitation, closing the space between them with a heated kiss.
His hands roamed over Olivia’s body, gently careening down her back, sliding down to the rolling cheeks of her ass, rubbing and squeezing them through the pantyhose.

He dropped to his knees and threw her left leg over his right shoulder. Olivia jolted as his hot tongue suddenly fluttered in circles around her swollen clit. His mouth closed over her steaming hole as his tongue delved inside. Olivia grinded her wet mound against his face, as Derek delivered a relentless tongue lashing. The intensity was almost more than she could stand. She grabbed him by the hair, mashing his face against her clit.

She moaned, “Lick my pussy, baby. Make it nice and wet for your big cock.”

Derek lapped away at her sticky box until his face was covered in juices. He spun her around so her back was turned and her face was pressed against the mirror. He told her to reach back, bend over and spread her ass cheeks. Olivia wasn’t sure what was coming but she played along willingly. She felt Derek’s hot breath hovering against her backside. His face brushed against her inner cheeks. Slowly, his tongue glided down the crack of her ass. He curled the tip and then slowly pushed it inside the hole.

“Oh God,” Olivia moaned. “Are you licking my ass?” Derek swirled his tongue and drove it in deeper. He pulled back, licked around the rim, and then poked it in again. Over and over, he tongue fucked Olivia’s tasty asshole. Her wiggling hips made it that much easier to cram his tongue as deep as it would go. After getting his fill, he backed off and quietly stood back up.

He placed both of her hands over her head against the mirror. He gripped her by the waist and then watched the expression on her face through the reflection. She could feel the tip of his cock wedging itself between her moist slit. She closed her eyes, biting her bottom lip as she braced herself against the glass. With one thrust, the force of his raging hard-on drilling her tight gash left Olivia breathless. He swiveled his hips in a circular motion, churning his cock in out like a pump. His cock was huge, but Olivia instinctively pushed back demanding every inch. He held her by her upper thighs and picked up his pace, slamming his full weight against her.

The room filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin. Olivia reached back and tore off her bra. Derek seized her luscious tits and squeezed them with both hands. His fingers danced over her delicate nipples and Olivia squealed with delight as she started to come.

“Oh God, I’m coming!” she cried. “Oh God, don’t stop. Oh yes, make me come on your cock. Oh yeah, oh fuck yeah. It’s right there. Oh God, I’m coming! Oh yes! Yes! Yes! YES!”

Olivia soared to a thunderous climax that shook every part of her body. She panted and shuddered through every spasm, unable to catch her breath. Yet, Derek still wasn’t done with her. He set her down on all fours and tore the pantyhose away from her flesh, leaving her ass completely exposed.

Suddenly, Olivia felt the warm sensation of Derek’s tongue once again invading her asshole, only this time his tongue was quickly replaced by a finger. Soon, there were two fingers prying open her back door. She creamed at the perverse thought of taking that huge cock in her ass.

Derek rimmed Olivia’s butthole until it gleamed with saliva. Carefully, he crept behind her and pressed the tip of his cock against her tight anal ring. He pushed just enough to pop the head inside. Olivia jerked. He steadied himself. Then, gradually, he eased his thick<b> shaft </font></b>through her clenching rectum. He followed through all the way until his balls rested against her pussy. Again, he waited, holding Olivia’s shoulders for leverage. He slid back and pumped forward with one hard thrust.

Olivia groaned when she felt his cock bottom out. She reached between her legs and immediately started rubbing her clit. Her hips swiveled to accept his substantial girth. She voiced her enjoyment with a low moan, as Derek gradually found his rhythm.

“Can you feel that big cock in your ass?” said Derek.

“Oh yes,” Olivia whimpered. “It’s so fucking huge.”

“Do you like it baby?”

“Yes,” she told him. “I love it. I love feeling your cock in my ass.”

Olivia locked on with her relentless grip and milked him for all she was worth. Derek pounded her with all his might, but Olivia met him stroke for stroke like a true pantyhose slut. When Derek pulled out, she spun around and took his cock deep down her throat.

Olivia sucked Derek’s cock with reckless abandon. She lathered it in warm spit, using no hands and little effort to greedily inhale his enormous cock repeatedly. She gripped the<b> shaft </font></b>in her left hand and vigorously jerked him off over her open mouth. Her hand was a blur as she pumped, sucked and slobbered on the swollen head.

With her reverent brown eyes, she looked up at Derek’s face as she worshipped his all-mighty cock with her wet desperate mouth.

“God, I just love your cock,” she declared, moaning and slurping all over it. “I love sucking it. I can’t wait for you to come,” she whispered, knowing full well the effect she was having in those high heels and pantyhose. “Are you ready to come for me?”

Derek looked beside himself.

“Do it, baby,” she said, as her slick hand took hold of his cock and purposely pumped it up and down. “Cum in my mouth.”

Finally, her persistence was rewarded as the first stream of hot cum splattered across her face. “Oh yes,” she squealed. “That’s it, give it to me,” she said, pulling out another squirt that sprayed all over her lips. “In my mouth, baby,” she insisted, as a third eruption blasted her chin and dripped all over her tits. “I know there’s more,” she said urgently. “Come on, give me more!” she ordered, as the final shot landed on the tip of her tongue and she eagerly swallowed it down.

“Jesus,” Derek said, shaken and out of breath. “You are the hottest woman I’ve ever met in my life.”

Olivia sat beneath him drenched in cum. “Do you really think so?” she said, beaming with pride.

“Oh, there’s no doubt about it,” he told her. “It’s just a shame I’m already married.”

“I see,” she said. “That is a shame. We could have a lot more fun together.”

“That’s for sure,” he said. “I never knew pantyhose could be this exciting.”

“I’m glad I could show you,” she said. “But I do have one question for you, baby.”

“What’s that?” Derek said.

“How do you plan on getting us out of here so we can go home?”

Derek shrugged. “I don’t know,” he said, rubbing his chin. “You think if we offer to buy all the pantyhose, they might let us go?”

Olivia thought about it briefly then nodded. “It’s worth a shot,” she said. For some reason, Derek started laughing.

“What’s so funny?” she asked, wiping the semen off her face.

Her husband smiled. “I guess now Victoria has two secrets.”

Olivia sat there looking unamused, with a smirk on her face. “Oh, that’s cute, honey,” she said, rolling her eyes. “You’re just lucky I love you so much that I went along with this crazy idea.”

Derek nodded. “You’re right,” he agreed. “But I’m also extremely lucky that you love pantyhose as much as I do.”

“That’s true, too,” Olivia said. “Now let’s hurry up and buy these, so you can take me home and fuck me in another pair…”

The End

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