May 8th, 2004. I picked Lisa up at about 10:30 pm. She had obviously been drinking, and that was to be expected. I was after all, picking her up from a wedding. It was a wedding I could not attend because, to put it bluntly, I had enjoyed the musky mound of the bride in many ways on many occasions over the previous year and a half while she was being courted by the man that she had wed on that very day.

I drove into the parking lot pick up area and watched Lisa walk out of the lobby and get in the car. She had trimmed her red hair to just above her shoulders for the wedding. It really made her big blue eyes and thick sensual lips more noticeable. She looked great.

“Damn, girl, you look HOT!” I said as I drove off. “How was the reception?”
“It was ok. Ron was hitting on me all night. So was John. He loves looking at my tits” she laughed.

As we drove, Lisa suggested we stop at the corner bar by my apartment and get a drink or two. One of the bartenders there (Debbie) was a mutual friend.
It was a Saturday night, so the bar was starting to get crowded. There were a few seats left at the bar and we got a couple at the very end of the curved bar in the corner. Debbie was busy, but she got us a couple of drinks right away.

“Shit” said Lisa as she reached into her purse. “I cracked my nail.” She took a sip of her drink. “It feels kind of strange to be dressed up like this here.”
Lisa was wearing a dress that came just above the knee. The liquor had hiked it up above mid thigh, and her muscular legs were crossed and looked great encased in the shiny sheer tan pantyhose she was wearing, and she knew it. I had never seen her legs displayed in this manner and it was causing a bulge in my trouser leg. Lisa usually wore jeans, or sometimes shorts.
“Oh, you look great.” I said. “Your legs are fantastic! You never show them off like this!” I scooted a little closer and rubbed her thigh. Her pantyhose felt silky and clung slightly to my dry skin.
“Thanks!” said Lisa smiling and looking around slyly. “Look at this…”

Lisa uncrossed her legs and parted them slightly. She hiked her skirt up a little more and showed me that she was not wearing anything under her pantyhose. I could see her reddish tan hair peeking out around the edges of her cotton crotch of her pantyhose.

“Holy shit!” I muttered softly and as I started to laugh and look around. Lisa followed my lead and laughed while spreading her legs apart a little farther.
The bar was long and curved around into a corner at the end. Lisa was in the last seat in the corner so nobody could see what was going on except me. The back wall of the bar was about 6 inches from the back of her bar stool, and my stool was right next to hers. It was hard for anyone to see her legs without me moving away.

“This music sucks!” said Lisa biting at her cracked nail. She looked around the bar Her left hand lifted her sea breeze to her lips as her right hand lifted her skirt a bit more and scratched at the crotch of her hose.
“Can you see my pussy through my pantyhose?” she asked.

“Yes!” I said gawking at the patch of reddish pubes visibly poking through the sheer material around the cotton crotch of her slinky sheer pantyhose. “It’s a mighty pretty sight indeed!”
I moved up and sat on the edge of my barstool as I slid it up as close as I could to Lisa. My knee bumped her stool in between her spread legs, and she pushed forward to push her crotch into my knee. I leaned in a little closer to her and put my hand on my knee so I could massage Lisa’s pussy through her pantyhose right there at the bar. The music was loud, and she looked at me as she swayed rhythmically to the eminem song playing and pushed into me more than I would have thought she would dare. Her animated nature covered up the fact that I was massaging her moist muff through her damp pantyhose crotch.

“Hey James, What’s up?”
I turned around to see my friends Leo and Sammy walking towards us with no idea of what was happening. I took my hand out of Lisa’s crotch and shook hands with Leo. He had no idea where that hand had been.
“Leo, Sam…You know Lisa.” I said “We’re just having a couple of drinks. Lisa was at Janet and Rick’s wedding.”
“Oh ok,” said Sam knowingly. He was aware of my relationship with Janet. “Damn you look hot, Lisa! I’ve never seen you all gussied up!”
I look at Lisa and saw that she had pulled her skirt down to an acceptable level and crossed her legs, but she was still showing a generous amount of leg.
“Thanks!” laughed Lisa, as she wiggled sexily and bounced her crossed legs. “I guess I forgot how much attention a gal can get in a skirt.”
“Cool!” said Leo. “We’re gonna get a couple of beers. See you later.”
Sam and Leo walked towards the middle of the bar to get a drink. Lisa sat back a little and let her skirt inch up her thigh a little. She took another sip of her now almost empty drink.
“I’m going to use the bathroom, “said Lisa biting on her cracked nail… “Do you have your Swiss army knife with you?”
“Yes” I said reaching into my pocket and handing it to her
“What a nerd” laughed Lisa. “Get us a couple more drinks. This is fun!”
Lisa made her way to the ladies room as I reached into my pocket and flagged down Debbie for drinks. The bar was getting busy and another bartender I didn’t know had just started his shift. It was loud. Debbie made her way towards me.

“What do you need?” she yelled…
“A sea breeze and an Anchor Steam.” I laid a twenty on the bar.

Lisa was making her way back to the her seat at the bar. Heads were turning as more guys were checking out her legs. I moved so she could get back to her seat and sipped on my beer.
“Thanks, nerd boy” said Lisa as she handed me back my Swiss army knife and sat back crossing her legs and surveying the bar. It had filled up a bit, but we were still alone in our corner. Lisa took the last sip of her first drink and uncrossed her legs.

“Now, where were we?” she asked with a wicked smile. I wasted no time moving my stool closer to Lisa’s and resting my knee on her bar seat in between her shiny legs. I laid my right hand on her left thigh and quickly moved it up her leg . When I got to the top, I could see that she had used my Swiss army knife for more than just cutting her cracked nail. She had cut the cotton crotch out of her pantyhose. My thumb was met by Lisa’s slick wet pussy.

“Cowabunga!” I said and buried my thumb up her gaping ooze trough. She lifted her left leg and put it on the bottom rung of my stool so I could have easier access. I slipped my thumb out of her pussy and massaged her clit. Lisa’s scratched at my hard prick through my jeans.

“Mmmm yeah” Lisa said with a slight moan. “It was a good idea coming here, but we should go soon….”

I drank about half of my 2nd beer. Lisa didn’t touch her 2nd drink. We were at my apartment 10 minutes later. Lisa used the bathroom then begged me to grab the bong from my roommate Jeff’s room. Jeff was ok with this since I smoked about 3 bongs a year and he loved to eat my food. I grabbed the bong and we retired to my room.
Lisa did 2 bongs and laid face down on the bed listening to the strange jazz come out of the stereo. I was on the bed with her rubbing her pantyhose clad ass.

“That was some kind skunky bud.” said Lisa. “What the fuck are we listening to?”
“The Chicago Art Ensemble.” I replied as I pull the pantyhose down exposing her beautiful round ass. I rubbed her bare ass and worked my hands up to the swell of her back and started massaging her there. This always made Lisa arch her back inward and stick her butt out. The pantyhose were resting under her ass cheeks, pushing them up. It looked incredible! I moved my head down and started kissing her soft ass cheeks as I continued to massage the swell of her back.
“Mmmmmm that feels so good.” Lisa said as I peaked at the clock. It was 11.37. I grabbed a couple of pillows and shoved them under her hips propping her ass up even more. I pulled her cheeks apart and started kissing and licking up and down her ass crack. Soon I was lightly kissing her asshole over and over again as it winked its approval at me.
“Yeah, don’t stop” Lisa moaned. I spread her cheeks apart further and continued to plant little hen peck kisses all around and on her asshole. I started planting longer kissed directly on her ass and sucking on her bung hole. I sucked harder and started working my tongue into her ass.
“Oh yeah…eat my ass!”

Lisa loved getting her ass eaten and I was happy to oblige her. I had my chin resting on the waistband of her pantyhose, and my face buried in her ass alternating between rubbing her back and spreading her ass cheeks apart. I looked up at the clock. It was now 11:54. I had my tongue as far as in Lisa’s ass as I could get it. She had drifted off into a moaning semi-conscious state. I sat up on her thighs and pulled her pantyhose back up. My dick was rock hard. It slid right into her slick and quivering quim. I pushed it in as far as it would go and continued to rub Lisa’s back.

“Oooohhhh fuck”she groaned. I continued to pump away at Lisa even though
my shwantz was as far as it would go. I could feel her contract deep in her cunt and grip my dick tightly for a few seconds, then loosen.
“Ohhhh I’m gonna cum” gasped Lisa.

When Lisa woke up, she was Jill and she was in Cleveland.

It was muggy

It was July 12, 1989

The phone rang

It was James

“I tried calling you two days ago” said James

“I wasn’t here.” Said Jill “Two days ago I was an FBI Agent in Chicago May 3, 1978.”

“Oh. That explains it” said James

Jill hung up the phone.

Soon it was February 16,1547

Jill was Stephen Gardiner, the Bishop of Winchester in the choir of St George’s Chapel, Windsor.

When the phone rang again it was the space age.

Jill was Laura July 20, 1969

She was watching the Lunar Landing with her daughter Mary.

Mary’s daughter Lisa loved getting her ass eaten May 8th 2004 and I was happy to oblige her. I had my chin resting on the waistband of her pantyhose, and my face buried in her ass alternating between rubbing her back and spreading her ass cheeks apart. I looked up at the clock. It was now 11:54pm . I had my tongue as far as in Lisa’s ass as I could get it. She had drifted off into a moaning semi-conscious state. I sat up on her thighs and pulled her pantyhose back up. My dick was rock hard. It slid right into her slick and quivering quim. I pushed it in as far as it would go and continued to rub Lisa’s back.

“Oooohhhh fuck…”she groaned. I continued to pump away at Lisa even though
my shwantz was as far as it would go. I could feel her contract deep in her cunt and grip my dick tightly for a few seconds, then loosen.
“Ohhhh I’m gonna cum” gasped Lisa…

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