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Archive-name: MrWade/mrwade45.txt

Archive-author: Master Wade

Archive-title: MRWADE= Legs, Legs, Legs!

     I'm  proud  to say that Monica is the most accomplished leg slut I

know.   I'm  proud  of  that because she's my wife-slave-slut, but also

because  I  taught  her  most  of  the  techniques that she now uses so

wonderfully  to  tease men and women and make their cocks rock hard and

their pussies drip with juice.

     If  you've  read  any  of my stories, I'm sure you're aware that I

love  long  nipples  and  nice  tight asses.  But nothing quite gets me

going  like  a  pretty  pair  of  legs and a woman who knows how to use

them.   Using  them correctly isn't as easy as one might think.  I know

lots  of  women  with  nice  legs,  but many of them have alot to learn

about how to really use what they have.

     One  girl I knew who taught me most of what I know about how women

can  use  their  legs  to  their advantage was a gal named Cindy that I

grew  up with.  She was cute as a button when she was a young girl, and

that  cuteness  later  matured into great beauty as she got older.  She

was  a  lovely  woman  inside  and out, but it was the way she used her

legs through the years that is the focus of this story.

     Believe  it  or not, it was in Sunday School that I first began to

be  enchanted  by  Cindy's  legs.  We were in a class together when she

was  fourteen  and I was twelve.  She'd begun to wear stockings by that

age  and in those days most mother's made their daughter's wear dresses

to  church  every  Sunday.  This was in the pre-pantyhose days when the

"good"  girls  wore  girdles whether they needed them or not, simply to

avoid  having  to  wear the sexier garter belts.  Nothing was much more

frustrating  than trying to make it with a girl who didn't want to give

up  her  girdle,  let me tell you.  I spent far too many nights rubbing

hot  pussies through the stiff covering of a long legged girdle to suit


     Cindy  was  a good girl too.  But luckily for me her mother wasn't

about  to  make  her  wear  a girdle.  Let's face it, the girl was tall

and  slim,  and  it  just  didn't  make sense to make her wear some old

girdle.   It  would  be  another 20 years or more before she'd have any

need for anything like that.

     Maybe  it came naturally to her, I dont' know, but Cindy moved her

legs  in ways that other women never even dreamed of moving them.  They

were  long  and  extremely  shapely,  and to watch her cross them was a

thing  of  beauty,  even when she was fourteen.  She would move them so

fluidly  and if you listened hard you could hear the swish of the nylon

as the upper leg moved slowly and sensuously against the lower one.

     She  would  cross  them, and then turning her foot to the side and

tucking  it  over  to  the  left, she would place her other foot behind

that  one,  crossing  her ankles as well as her knees.  Invariably when

she  did that her dress would stand out a bit at the sides, and sitting

across  the  room from her I could almost always steal a glimpse of her

garters and the tops of her stockings.

     The  thing  about  Cindy  was that she knew I was watching her and

she  knew  I  was  seeing  up  her  dress and she knew I was loving her

beautiful  legs,  and  she  would  just  simply  smile and continue her

show.   I wish I had a dime for every time I masturbated thinking about

her legs and the sexy show's she put on for me on Sunday mornings.

     By  the  time  I  got  to high school, Cindy was going steady with

another  guy.   We  were always friends, but in those days going steady

was  the  rule  and  if you weren't the first guy to get hooked up with

someone  you were just out of luck.  Still, there was never any secrets

between  Cindy  and  I  about my desire for her, or for her interest in

keeping  that  desire  strong.   I'd  walk  by  her  in  the  congested

corridors  of  the school and let the back of my hand brush against her

thigh  so  that  I  could feel her garter through her dress.  She would

simply  pause,  letting  me  feel as long as I dared and then smile and

walk  on,  helping  me  cover up our little teasing routine by dropping

her books to cover my hand as I touched her.

     We  lost  touch  after her graduation from high school as she went

to  college.   I'd  see  her occasionally at church when she would come

home  to  see  her parents, and if I was lucky I'd get another leg show

from  time  to  time.   But  those  opportunities  became more and more

scarce as I went to college myself.

     It  was  after  my  graduation  from  college  and my return to my

father's  grocery business that I was once again able to see Cindy from

time  to  time.   She  had  married  her high school sweetheart by this

time,  and  I  had  married  mine  as  well.   But  she shopped for her

groceries  in  our store, and I made sure that I always was the one who

carried  her  groceries  to  the car for her.  I wasn't about to miss a

chance to see her swing those long legs into the car.

     The  view  got  even  better with the advent of the mini-skirt and

the  invention  of pantyhose.  No one has ever looked better in a mini-

skirt  than  Cindy  did.  She was twenty five years old at the time and

in  the  prime  of her life as far as her body was concerned.  Her legs

had  never  looked better, nor had the rest of her body.  When she came

in  the  store  with  a mini-skirt on she was the focus of attention of

every man in the store.

     We  continued to play our little teasing game, of course, and when

I  would  take  her groceries out I'd always be sure to put them in the

back  seat  on  the  driver's side so I could hold the door for her and

watch  her  get  in.   I  made no secret of my admiration for her legs,

commenting  to  her on how beautiful they were and how much I loved her

in  the short skirts that were the rage of the day.  She ate it all up,

and  was  always  very  free  in the way she swung her legs and let her

skirt ride even further up when she got in the car.

     I  eventually  grew bolder and bolder with Cindy as our flirtation

continued,  and  before  long  I  was sliding her dress up with my hand

even  further  after  she had entered the car, so that I could see even

more  leg.  She always scolded me and pulled it back down, but not once

did  she  ever try to stop me until I had slid it up as high as I dared

and had a good look at her.

     She  had  a small child, a daughter, and before long was expecting

her  second  child.   It was difficult for her to handle getting out as

often  as she liked with the first child so little, and of course I was

eager  to help her in any way I could.  One day she called and asked if

I  would mind bringing her a box of pampers on my way home to lunch.  I

didn't  mind at all, of course, and I eagerly awaited the arrival of my

lunch hour that day.

     When  I  got to her house and rang the doorbell, she greeted me in

lovely  blue dress that did little to cover the long and beautiful legs

that flowed from her hips to the floor.

     "Oh,  thanks!",  she  said warmly with a big sexy smile.  "Come on  don't  know  how much I appreciate your bringing these by for

me.   I've  just  now  gotten  the  little  one asleep.  Sit down for a

minute, if you have time."

     I  sat  in  a  chair  in  the  living room, watching as she poured

herself  onto  the  couch  across  from  me,  crossing her legs in that

wonderfully  familiar  way.  When she had crossed them her hand fell to

her  lap  which  unobtrusively  resulted in her hem being raised a good

four or five inches more.

     She  began  to  talk  to me about the trials of motherhood, and as

she  spoke  her  hands  began  caressing  those  long  legs  which were

mezmerizing me as she talked.  I was nearly in a trance.

     "You  really  do like my legs, don't you?", she said with a smile,

awaking me from my reverie.

     A  bit  embarassed  to  be caught staring so intently, I laughed a

nervous  little  laugh  and  replied,  "You know I do.  I've never seen

anyone  with more beautiful legs than you have.  They've excited me for

at least ten years now."

     "Come here", she said, patting the couch beside her.

     I  walked  across the room, feeling my cock growing hard inside my

pants.   Much  more  and  it would be obvious how excited her legs made

me.   I  sat  next  to  her on the couch and felt Cindy take my hand in

hers and place in on her thigh, a good six inches above her knee.

     "I'm  glad  you  like  my  legs so much.  I love for men to admire

them, and I love to show them off.  Do you like the way they feel?"

     My  cock  was  now  straining at the front of my pants.  I'd never

been  harder  or hotter in my life.  "Oh, Gawd, Cindy.  I've dreamed of

touching  them, more times than I can tell you.  They feel wonderful!",

I said, breathlessly.

     Cindy  removed  her hand from mine and taking the hem of her dress

in  her  hands  began to slide it upward until she had raised it nearly

to her waist.

     "Touch  them all you like.  Touch them anyway you like", she said,

her  own  breathing   now  affected  by  the passion she was feeling as


     I  slid  my  hand  up  her  thigh,  all  the  way  to her panties,

caressing  her  soft  skin  and sliding my hand over the sides to touch

every  inch of them.  She watched my hands at first, but soon slid down

on  the  couch  to  lay her head back against the back of the couch and

uncrossed  her  legs,  letting them fall open slightly.  The blue dress

had  now  ridden  up to her waist, exposing her white bikini panties as

well  as  every  inch of the legs that had been the object of my desire

nearly half my life.

     Sliding  off  the  couch  and  kneeling  in  front of her, I began

kissing  her  legs  just above the knees as my hands continued to adore

them.   She  let  them fall even further open, until her pantied crotch

was  now  fully  exposed to me.  As I kissed her opened thighs I looked

at  her panties and watched as they grew stained from the leaking juice

that  was  now pouring from her cunt.  What was at first a small circle

had  widened  until the damp stain now ran completely across the crotch

of  her panties.  My nostrils were filled with the smell of my favorite

fantasy girl's sex.

     The  closer  I  got  to  her  crotch  with my kisses the wider she

opened  her legs, until finally I began to lick at her cunt through the

wet  panties  that  tried  so valiantly to hold in her juice.  Her hips

jerked  as  my tongue licked across the silky fabric, stroking her hard

clit that pushed against it from the other side.

     Cindy  reached  down  with  one hand and pulled the panties to one

side,  exposing  her  now  dripping wet fuck hole to my eager mouth and

tongue.   Her  left leg now rose and she placed it on my shoulders, her

right  leg  following  suit  as  she  pressed her pussy hard against my

mouth.   Her  hands  now  moved to my head and she moaned sexily as she

ground her hot pussy against my mouth.

     I  was  in  heaven.   I  loved  the  feel  of  her silky long legs

gripping  my  head, and the smell and taste of her wonderful fuck juice

as  it  poured out into my mouth.  I could have eaten her for hours and

never  have  grown tired.  But in a very short time her orgasm overtook

her,  and she began coming against my face, hunching her hips at me and

tightening  and  releasing  those  precious legs against the side of my

head as she came.

     When  her  legs  had  fallen  away  from  my shoulders I nervously

looked  at  my watch.  I had to go...I was going to be too late getting

home  for  lunch,  if  I  didn't   hurry.   "I  have  to get...that was

marvelous,  Cindy.   I  don't  know how I can thank you enough for what

just happened."

     "Don't  go.   Not  yet",  she  said, reaching out for me as I rose

from  my kneeling position in front of her.  Keeping her legs open wide

and  her  dress  pulled all the way to her waist, Cindy began unzipping

my  pants  and  fishing  my  still  rock  hard  cock out of its prison.

Leaning  forward  she took it into her mouth and began to feed more and

more  of it into her.  Before I knew what was happening she was fucking

her  mouth back and forth on it, giving me the best blow job I had ever


     As  I  looked  down at her sucking my cock her beautiful long legs

were  splayed  to  either  side  of her head, framing the action of her

lips  on  my  dick.   I placed my hands on her head, running my fingers

through  her  hair and pumping my cum-filled dick into her mouth as she

eagerly continued to suck on it.

     In  no  time  at  all I could stand it no longer, and the hot fuck

inside  me erupted into her mouth in huge gobs.  She lovingly swallowed

it  and when she had milked me dryl, licked her tongue around her lips,

eager to get every little drop of my cum.

     She  lay  back  on  the  couch, leaving me to put my now limp dick

back  into  my  pants  and  ran her hands along the insides of her soft

thighs as she smiled at me.

     "You  can do that again, you know.  Anytime you want.  My legs are

yours,  to kiss or touch or see any time and any way you like.  You can

pull  my dress up and see them whenever you like, and any time you want

to  come  by here and kiss them, just call and let me know.  Thanks for

bringing  the  pampers.  I have an idea I'm going to be needing alot of

them from now on", she said, smiling.

     She  did need alot of pampers in the days to come.  And I did take

advantage  of  her  offer.  Every time was as special as the first.  To

this  day  when  I think of legs, I think of Cindy and the way she used

hers to drive me crazy all those years.

     It  gave  me great pleasure to teach Monica many of the techniques

that  Cindy taught me, and when I watch her cross and uncross them, and

pull  her dress up just the right amount to make mouth's water all over

the room, I breathe a little thank you to the girl of my youth.


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