Fish Nets

O.K The fisher net tight turn on appeared to be most popular so I have decided to post this.

I was getting ready for my second date with my current boyfriend and I wanted to surprise him. I had only met him the week before when we’d slept together, which wasn’t really a “date” but I will save spilling the beans about that for another post.

There was an immediate chemistry between us that had built up during the week that we’d met, we’d had animalistic sex and I just had a gut feeling he could be one of my great ones which gave me the confidence to surprise him.

On Thursdays Ronnie worked at a Snooker club, as a sort of a paid hobby because he was a regular player and was where he spent most of his time socialising. I’d arranged to meet Ronnie at the club after he finished his shift.

It took ages for Thursday to come around, Ronnie and I had text, emailed and rang each other describing how we were both desperate for a second animalistic shag which appeared to be the most natural thing in the world, it went without saying that Ronnie and I would have some fun in the club, after last orders had been called and when the punters had hung up their cues for the evening.

So if the location was going to be kinky, then so should be my outfit and I had it all planned.

Got into bath and washed hair

Waxed legs and pruned other critical orifices

Applied make up, paying up most attention to the eyes, with subtle eyeliner and brown shades

Dried hair and added extra curls

Tied on black see-through Basque

Slipped on the black fisher net tights

Fastened black PVC skirt that barely covered my arse

Zipped up knee length black leather boots

Dabbed Perfume

Touched up make up

Examined myself in the mirror, front and back

Pulled up skirt to check out pussy

Gave it a rub for luck.

I put on my long black coat to cover my obscenities and left to meet Ronnie.

The snooker club was the type of place that never had a strict last orders deadline, the punters liked the club because they could sup and play until the small hours if the barman was permitting, so when I arrived it was no surprise to still find punters lurking. Thank fuck for my coat.

We waited and waited for the last chatter box to finish his pint, hungrily gazing at each other in desperation, we finally manage to bolt the door after the last of the late night revelers.
I was sitting at the bar on a barstool and Ronnie beamed over after turning down the lights, instantly kissing and breathing one another again,
“I have been so looking forward to seeing you again” he says tenderly as he begins to unbutton my coat. I part my legs so he can move in closer and I lean back allowing him to undress me, my coats falls aside and he shrieks “ohh great! You look such a slut!, WOW! All this is all for me?? .

He frantically rubs my thighs like a kid in a sweet shop and pulls up my skirt to find my bold cunt partially hiding behind my tights. “Ohh, Iv been feeling so horny” I whisper grabbing the nape of his neck. “You look hot, I cannot wait to fuck you” He pulls down my Basque, so that my little tits stick out over the top and he twists my rose bud nipples , gently licking and massaging each one in turn.

The excitement thunders through us both as he lifts me onto the bar, knocking over a wine glass and an empty bottle, I lay back parting my legs, so that my knees are bent and I clutch onto my boots for stability.

Ronnie glories at the sight of my cunt, rubbing his thumb over my tingling lips and over the
damp fabric where my juices have soaked. “Ohh eat my pussy” I blurt out, “Please, I feel so horny” I beg, gyrating my pubis in Ronnie’s face.

Ronnie tastes my sweetness through the tights, rolling his tongue over my hungry lips, he manages to slide in a finger through a hole and finger fucks me whilst working my clit with his erratic tongue. The pleasure was instantaneous and I moan like a banshee as my juices soaked the fabric and Ronnies skilled fingers.

After I came, Ronnie pulls me down from the bar and we make our way over to one of the snooker tables, were I hurriedly get on my knees and free Ronnie’s hard on. I’d never witnessed a cock so hard and waste no time in licking his shaft and bell end. I eventually take it whole in my mouth, marveling the firmness on my tongue and wanking and sucking it into my throat, whilst sexily gazing up to him.

I decide I want it in me, I rise and begin kissing Ronnie, again, tasting my pussy on his tongue, and he gropes my arse and turns me over the snooker table.
Bent over the table with my PVC skirt partially covering my arse, Ronnie continues to caress my pert cheeks, lifting the skirt over around my waist, he tastes my cunt once more to check that I’m still wet, and oh god I am.

“Shall we remove these super sexy tights?” he asks, “NO! just tear a hole and fuck me” I beg, he hooks in his finger and tears the hole big enough for his cock to fit in. Ronnie slides his cock through the fabric and into my pussy.

I scream out in pleasure as he enters me, over the snooker table. “Ohhhh YES” I moan out as I feel his cock brutally enter my tight, bold cunt. He fucked me hard straight away and the ecstasy blinded me with each rough stab of his cock.

He tore the fabric further up over my arse cheeks as he fucked me into the table, occasionally spanking my bare arse, reaching for my nipples which are still peaking over the Basque, massaging and twisting. He then grabs my hair, pulling it, pulling me into him, roughly urging me deeper onto him.

I’m wild with lust and I rip my tights further behind me, I loose control and go blind as the orgasm grows through me, the goose bumps spawn up my back and I feel fantastic. “Awww Ronnie, your making me cum, … awww am cumming, cumming on your cock” clawing the green fabric of the snooker table, I scream helplessly which leaves my body to spasm before him.

He draws him self out me and brings his cock up to my chest, wanking his heavenly cock over my tits, I ferociously lick his bell-end and his spunk shoots from him over my tongue and chest. He splashed his plentiful hot cum over my Basque and pussy. “Ohhh, that’s GOOD” he relives, I kneel down sucking it, swallowing and savoring that very last drop of cum.


“I cannot believe we fucked on table 11” He grins
“Table 11?” I quiz
“Yeah, the most popular table in the house” he adds
“I can see why” I grin

I go back to his afterward and we snuggle into bed like an old married couple and as we drift off into blissful sleep, Ronnie bolts upright in shock

“Oh fuck!” he groans
“What?” I doze
“The CCTV” he groans, grabbing his jeans and keys for the snooker club.