Red Stockings and a Messy Valentine’s Day Blowjob – #Erotica

Are red stockings your favorite piece of lingerie?

My boyfriend loves my red stockings!  It seems as though anytime I slip into those silky, sexy red thigh-highs; he becomes putty in my hands.  I remember the first time I wore them for him.  It was Valentine’s Day about three years ago.  We had a nice dinner out and a movie and then headed home to continue our sexy holiday celebration in private.  I was in the mood to really take care of him; I had him wait on the bed, specifically requesting he is in the black satin boxers I liked and to be on his back lying down when I walked out.  I had been in there preparing myself to be with him. First, I pulled a hot little red bra covered in hearts out of my lingerie shopping spree bag.  I hooked it in the front and adjusted my full breasts, pulling them in and up in the cups after I spun the bra and settled it beneath my 34DD chest. Next, a dainty pair of red satin panties, just for my boyfriend; he had mentioned they were his thing just a couple of days prior, so I couldn’t pass up the chance to be exactly what he wanted. Did I mention the fresh and smooth full Brazilian wax I had done the day before?  I was more than ready for our Valentine’s night together!

I myself enjoyed the process of slipping into silk stockings.  It made me feel beautiful and elegant and kicked up my sex drive about tenfold as the soft, cool fabric slid up my smooth, toned thighs.  My boyfriend preferred just bra, panties, and stockings, so I didn’t include a garter or garter belt in the ensemble tailored just to his liking.  I piled my long dark hair on top of my head in a sexy mess of large romantic curls, put a cute pair of heart-shaped diamonds in my ears, and then turned to the mirror to paint my lips cherry red before taking one last look from head to toe and opening the door to be with James.  When I opened the door and emerged from my sex-me-up chamber, aka, the vanity in my bathroom, looking like the perfect Valentine, he was blown away.  I smiled and posed in a flirtatious and playful manner in the bathroom doorframe before stepping forward and walking towards him, with one small step and with each foot in front of the other as I stared into his eyes.

I’ll never forget the look on his face when he saw me in all that Valentine’s Day red, feeling as red hot on the inside as I looked on the outside and loving every minute of my boyfriend’s longing stare.  I remember the feeling of my pussy tingling and tickling inside as gushes of wetness flowed into the crotch of those little red satin panties.  I got to the edge of the bed and lifted one foot onto it next to James, looking as hot as I was, as far as I was concerned, in my favorite black satin boxers.  His eyes glazed over as he leaned forward and reached out a hand to feel the red stockings beginning with my toes and slowly running one finger up the bottom of my foot, causing it to quiver with ticklishness and then straight up my thigh to the top where the elastic rested around my leg.  “My god, babe.  You look unbelievable!  This is the best Valentine’s Day ever, and I am with the most beautiful Valentine on earth!”  He whispered as he slid to the edge of the bed to sit down and pull me in between his legs.

“I love you so much, you beautiful Valentine!  I can’t believe you got the red satin panties I mentioned.  And these red stockings, babe, you are simply stunning and driving me wilder and wilder by the minute,” He added, kissing my abdomen and working his way up to my breasts.  He looked at me as he slid a finger inside each of the cups and over my sensitive nipples, giving each a tweak with his fingers as he passed over them.  My eyes closed, and I moaned quietly at the sensation of his touch, running my fingers through the back of his hair as he caressed my body from head to toe.  “I have even more of a special surprise for you! Tonight, I’m just going to take my time and go down on you. I just want to spend this Valentine’s night making you feel amazing with my mouth!”  I said as I lowered myself down to kiss first the top of his head, then his neck below his ear as I made my way down the front of him to the rock-hard rod in his black satin boxers.

“I love the way you look in these black satin boxers.  And I love how much you love how I look in red stockings and the red satin panties that I know drive you wild.  I did it all just for you, and I am all yours tonight and always, babe.”  I whispered before pulling his boxers off and lying him back on the bed to open my mouth and slide him inside.  My lips warm, soft, and loving, tenderly closed around the head of his pulsing cock.  I looked straight up at him with my big brown eyes as I slowly traced the ridge of his swollen head with the tip of my tongue before gently closing my lips one more time and lowering them a little bit further down the shaft, not too much though, I wanted to make it last.  I listened to my boyfriend’s moans of pleasure as my lips slowly slid down to the middle of his shaft and back up slowly several times.  I could hear him loving every second of it and becoming frustrated by the desire for those lips to go all the way down, but denying him of that, only at first.

As I slowly teased and tantalized him with my roaming tongue-tip and suctioning lips, his hands reached down and slipped the hairpin from the back of my hair, releasing my long sexy curls so they could fall loosely down upon my shoulders and back.  He ran his fingers through my hair, squeezing and gripping at the root area and pulling my head towards him as I picked up the pace of my wet, slippery sucking.  “I guess these red stockings really did the trick!”  I whispered with a giggle as I paused for only a moment from pleasuring him with my mouth.  His moans of pleasure fueled my desire to suck more, taking him deeper into my mouth and pushing him all the way to the back of my throat, moaning with muffled desire-filled sounds as I savored every inch of my boyfriend’s hard cock with my longing mouth.  I love the way it felt, growing stiffer between my lips and across my tongue.  I savored the taste of his drips of pre-cum that were beginning to release for me slowly.

“God, you feel so good!  You are the most amazing girlfriend a man could ask for! The most perfect Valentine’s gift anyone could receive.  I can’t believe how good your mouth feels and how amazing your beautiful body looks in the red lingerie, especially red stockings!” James whispered to me breathlessly as his cock grew closer to an explosive orgasm in my mouth.  “All I want is to make you feel good, James.  All I want is for you to know how much I desire and long to taste you,” I said in a sexy quiet tone back to him before closing my lips around his shaft and sliding all the way down to the base of his cock, pushing him and the thickness of his shaft into my throat.  I could feel the head of his cock rapidly begin pumping in and out of my mouth, my boyfriend now unable to hold back from the sight of me in the red stockings below him, sucking away at his shaft.

My hand reached up and grabbed the base of his cock using my slippery spit as lube to twist my hand up and down his stiffness, leaving not a single spot uncared for on his thick dick that was growing by the second in my mouth.  I felt him now unable to hold back; his hand closed tightly in my hair and pulled my head instinctively onto him, unable to help himself and his urge to cum directly down my open throat.  I continued to suck and slurp. I reached down and cradled his dangling, swollen balls in my hand as his cock began to explode feverishly into my mouth.  He cried out, screamed, and arched his back as I deliberately sucked him dry as if his cock was a straw and his cum was a sweet milkshake!  He collapsed in relief and ecstasy onto the bed as I came up and kissed him and wished him a happy Valentine’s Day.  He made me promise to always wear the red stockings for him, and tonight, this Valentine’s Day, once again, I will do just that!