A finger, stockings and more

A sepia image of my thighs showing the lace tops of my stockings, and I love to run a finger over it, or have someone else do it.
This image first appeared here.

A finger trails the line at the back of my stocking, and stops at the lacy border. His hand wraps around my inner thigh; squeezes. Gentle at first, then… harder. My cunt pulsates. My breathing hitches.

Harder, hurting me.

My nipples tingle, pressing against the lace of my bra. I moan; whimper. The hand disappears.

A finger runs up the back of my other leg. I hold my breath; clench my pussy muscles; feel my wetness, knowing what’s next.

Now: double the pain. Both thighs. Gripped. Hard. Bruising me.

I exhale when he lets go. Excited.

He’s only just beginning.

Writing a story of exactly 100 words is quite a challenge. It’s a great exercise, as it forces you to look critically at what you have written, and dares you to keep to the essence of your story. Try it!

© Rebel’s Notes

Saturday Night Fever                    MMM Mondays

11 thoughts on “A finger, stockings and more

  1. I’ve a;ways loved the spaces in between the tops of hose and paradise…
    I love how you pack so much so few words. I need to work on fewer words.

    1. Thank you, David. It’s quite a challenge to write shorter, but I love it. And yes, those spaces are sooooo sexy!

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