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Tonight was a special night for Valerie. She would be celebrating her new job offer in New York with friends and family at a going away party in her home-towns fanciest restaurant. She had spent the afternoon shopping for the perfect little black evening dress and satin shoes with a satin purse to match. As a finishing touch she splurged and bought herself a pair of her
first fully fashioned stockings. She wore stockings with all of her skirts and dresses but had never worn a pair as nice as fully fashioned stockings were.
Valerie laid the new purchases out on the bed and showered and washed her shoulder length hair.
Stepping out onto the linoleum, she reached for the scented oil and slowly spread it over her body. She touched her hands to her neck, rubbed it over her shoulders and arms, then back up again. She spread the oil over her chest and lingered slightly longer as she felt the softness of her own breasts. Valerie placed some on her back and her flat tummy and ran it over
her curved hips and round ass. She slid her slippery hands down her thighs and bent over to reach her calves and feet. Having covered her now softer body she reached for a bath towel to rub off any excess then blow dryed and styled her hair in an uptwist, leaving a few strands to hang gently around her face. She applied her make-up ever so carefully just before returning to her bedroom to change into her new evening clothing.
Reaching for the perfume on her vanity she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and smiled at the result of her care in the bathroom. Her hair was glamourous, her make-up soft, but with reddened lips and slightly brightened eyes. Valerie walked to the dresser and pulled out one of her pairs of black, silk, thong panties, and a garter belt and bra set of the same material.
Sitting on the bed, she placed each foot, one at a time into the panties and slid them up her long, soft legs. She stood and finished before turning to the bed and reaching for the garter belt. Valerie placed it onto her hips backward so she could see to fasten it. Fastened,
she moved it in a circle around her waist until the fastener was now in the back.
The fully fashioned stockings were in a bag with a small rope handle. The bag contained tissue paper and the stockings package wrapped even further in it's own tissue paper. Unwrapping them as though they had been a gift from an admirer, she smiled as the package revealed itself. The womans back side on the package was cut off at the waist. Valerie looked at the seams that ran up the legs of the model and imagined the seems continuing the dark black line where her dress
would end at mid thigh. Valerie removed the pair from the package and felt the silkiness of her well worth it expense in her hands. She rubbed the fabric between two fingers and sat again on her bed to place them on her legs.
Valerie used her thumbs and fingers to bunch them into somewhat of a circle as she began the process of sliding each one over her legs. Each stocking slipped over her toes and then slowly over her heels. As the stockings rose higher, she let a bit more fabric out of her hands. She admired her lightly tanned calves as she slid the stockings over them. Valerie then straightened each leg at an angle toward the ceiling as she pulled them over her thighs. When there was no
fabric left to let out, she attatched the front clips of her garter belt to each stocking. She stood, twisting her body to place the back clips where they belonged. She viewed her seams, her clips, and her hands in the vanity mirror behind her, helping her to fasten the rest of the garter belt where it belonged. When finished with all of her clasps she moved her hands to take a
peek into the mirror, making sure each clasp was right where it belonged. She saw the perfectly straight seems running up her own thighs now. She saw where the stocking ended and bare skin began. She saw her shapely ass in the mirror. Her skin was smooth and soft and it showed in the mirror. She placed a hand on the rounded derrier and felt the skin. How soft to the touch, how warm her hands.
Valerie turned to view the front of her stockings. One of her clasps was slightly to the right of where it should be and she bent slighty to adjust it. Her hands lingered on the silky stocking and brushed against the skin of her thigh before she straightened herself to bring her eyes back to the mirror. She saw her breasts, round, soft, and firm in the mirror. They were just large
enough to bounce very slightly when she moved without a bra to contain them. Without conceit or
vanity she admired her womanhood in the mirror. A hand raised to a breast to touch the soft skin. The other, just the fingertips, to the skin between them. She brushed the nails of her fingertips down the middle of her breasts and then down the middle of her tummy. She moved her other hand to feel the curve of her hip, then down the side of her thigh to the stocking clingly
gently around her leg. Her own touch excited her and the vision before her made her feel sexy. Valerie's hand moved to her silk panties and slid down the front of them. She ever so slightly tickled the trimmed triangle of hair hidden behind them before slipping it further
down to moisten the fingers with the juices from her own body. Tilting her head back a bit, Valerie moaned quietly at her own touch. Her eyes closed as she moved the moist fingers around in her painties. Her right hand gave her pleasure below, her left moved up to her mouth. She placed two fingers in her mouth, wettened them, then moved the fingers down to a nipple. She fondled the hardened nipple between the moist fingers. The fingers of her other hand continued to move over and around her clit.
Standing before the mirror, Valerie's legs began to weaken and she laid herself back on the bed. Her rear came almost to the end of the bed. She had to bend her knees to place her heals on the bed. The heels of Valeries feet almost touched her ass and the arch of her foot tried in vain to grip at the end of the bed for balance. Her toes pointed slightly toward the ground as she used the muscles in her legs to hold them on the bed. Her knees pointed to the ceiling, shoulder width
apart from each other and her bent elbow rested near her waist as she continued to use her fingers to pleasure herself. The hand that had been fondling a nipple moved to it's nearest leg and slipped inside the inner thigh of her stocking. Valerie felt the warm skin on her palm and the silk on the back of her hand. Her back arched as she began to move her fingers faster. Sliding her hand even further down, she slipped a finger inside of herself for a moment, then back up and around her swollen clit. She teased herself and pleasured herself, sliding her finger back and forth repeating the motion. Her breaths came quicker and heavier, her pulse quickened. Her moans were soft and intense at the same time. With a sudden jerk, her back arched higher, she squeezed her thigh tightly, and a cry of pleasure fell from her mouth. She felt her body tighten and the throbbing of having made herself climax.
Valerie's breathing slowed as her body slowly relaxed itself and returned to a normal state. Valerie's eyes opened and she reached for the dress beside her as it would be hard to come up with an excuse for being late to her own party.
first fully fashioned stockings. She wore stockings with all of her skirts and dresses but had never worn a pair as nice as fully fashioned stockings were.
Valerie laid the new purchases out on the bed and showered and washed her shoulder length hair.
Stepping out onto the linoleum, she reached for the scented oil and slowly spread it over her body. She touched her hands to her neck, rubbed it over her shoulders and arms, then back up again. She spread the oil over her chest and lingered slightly longer as she felt the softness of her own breasts. Valerie placed some on her back and her flat tummy and ran it over
her curved hips and round ass. She slid her slippery hands down her thighs and bent over to reach her calves and feet. Having covered her now softer body she reached for a bath towel to rub off any excess then blow dryed and styled her hair in an uptwist, leaving a few strands to hang gently around her face. She applied her make-up ever so carefully just before returning to her bedroom to change into her new evening clothing.
Reaching for the perfume on her vanity she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and smiled at the result of her care in the bathroom. Her hair was glamourous, her make-up soft, but with reddened lips and slightly brightened eyes. Valerie walked to the dresser and pulled out one of her pairs of black, silk, thong panties, and a garter belt and bra set of the same material.
Sitting on the bed, she placed each foot, one at a time into the panties and slid them up her long, soft legs. She stood and finished before turning to the bed and reaching for the garter belt. Valerie placed it onto her hips backward so she could see to fasten it. Fastened,
she moved it in a circle around her waist until the fastener was now in the back.
The fully fashioned stockings were in a bag with a small rope handle. The bag contained tissue paper and the stockings package wrapped even further in it's own tissue paper. Unwrapping them as though they had been a gift from an admirer, she smiled as the package revealed itself. The womans back side on the package was cut off at the waist. Valerie looked at the seams that ran up the legs of the model and imagined the seems continuing the dark black line where her dress
would end at mid thigh. Valerie removed the pair from the package and felt the silkiness of her well worth it expense in her hands. She rubbed the fabric between two fingers and sat again on her bed to place them on her legs.
Valerie used her thumbs and fingers to bunch them into somewhat of a circle as she began the process of sliding each one over her legs. Each stocking slipped over her toes and then slowly over her heels. As the stockings rose higher, she let a bit more fabric out of her hands. She admired her lightly tanned calves as she slid the stockings over them. Valerie then straightened each leg at an angle toward the ceiling as she pulled them over her thighs. When there was no
fabric left to let out, she attatched the front clips of her garter belt to each stocking. She stood, twisting her body to place the back clips where they belonged. She viewed her seams, her clips, and her hands in the vanity mirror behind her, helping her to fasten the rest of the garter belt where it belonged. When finished with all of her clasps she moved her hands to take a
peek into the mirror, making sure each clasp was right where it belonged. She saw the perfectly straight seems running up her own thighs now. She saw where the stocking ended and bare skin began. She saw her shapely ass in the mirror. Her skin was smooth and soft and it showed in the mirror. She placed a hand on the rounded derrier and felt the skin. How soft to the touch, how warm her hands.
Valerie turned to view the front of her stockings. One of her clasps was slightly to the right of where it should be and she bent slighty to adjust it. Her hands lingered on the silky stocking and brushed against the skin of her thigh before she straightened herself to bring her eyes back to the mirror. She saw her breasts, round, soft, and firm in the mirror. They were just large
enough to bounce very slightly when she moved without a bra to contain them. Without conceit or
vanity she admired her womanhood in the mirror. A hand raised to a breast to touch the soft skin. The other, just the fingertips, to the skin between them. She brushed the nails of her fingertips down the middle of her breasts and then down the middle of her tummy. She moved her other hand to feel the curve of her hip, then down the side of her thigh to the stocking clingly
gently around her leg. Her own touch excited her and the vision before her made her feel sexy. Valerie's hand moved to her silk panties and slid down the front of them. She ever so slightly tickled the trimmed triangle of hair hidden behind them before slipping it further
down to moisten the fingers with the juices from her own body. Tilting her head back a bit, Valerie moaned quietly at her own touch. Her eyes closed as she moved the moist fingers around in her painties. Her right hand gave her pleasure below, her left moved up to her mouth. She placed two fingers in her mouth, wettened them, then moved the fingers down to a nipple. She fondled the hardened nipple between the moist fingers. The fingers of her other hand continued to move over and around her clit.
Standing before the mirror, Valerie's legs began to weaken and she laid herself back on the bed. Her rear came almost to the end of the bed. She had to bend her knees to place her heals on the bed. The heels of Valeries feet almost touched her ass and the arch of her foot tried in vain to grip at the end of the bed for balance. Her toes pointed slightly toward the ground as she used the muscles in her legs to hold them on the bed. Her knees pointed to the ceiling, shoulder width
apart from each other and her bent elbow rested near her waist as she continued to use her fingers to pleasure herself. The hand that had been fondling a nipple moved to it's nearest leg and slipped inside the inner thigh of her stocking. Valerie felt the warm skin on her palm and the silk on the back of her hand. Her back arched as she began to move her fingers faster. Sliding her hand even further down, she slipped a finger inside of herself for a moment, then back up and around her swollen clit. She teased herself and pleasured herself, sliding her finger back and forth repeating the motion. Her breaths came quicker and heavier, her pulse quickened. Her moans were soft and intense at the same time. With a sudden jerk, her back arched higher, she squeezed her thigh tightly, and a cry of pleasure fell from her mouth. She felt her body tighten and the throbbing of having made herself climax.
Valerie's breathing slowed as her body slowly relaxed itself and returned to a normal state. Valerie's eyes opened and she reached for the dress beside her as it would be hard to come up with an excuse for being late to her own party.
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