White Tights------------by Angelina Mayfield

Calvin, or Cal, for short sat in his world history class at school. He never could concentrate in this class, 'cos that weirdo girl Andrea who sat next to him always wore killer tights to class. They were sophomores, but Andrea had her license and Cal didn’t. He always wondered if Andrea noticed him wearing tights under his own jeans to class, because her eyes seemed to wander over to him , but whenever he looked at her, she turned her eyes back but with a big smile on her face and her eyes wide. One day after class, Andrea called over to Cal, "Cal! Wait up, I wanna talk to you!" Cal nearly dropped his books. "Oh Cal, you silly guy...Come along, walk with me, talk with me." She was wearing a long black slinky skirt with slits up both sides that went all the way up to the thigh, a black with silver glitter tank top, white tights, and black open-toe block heel shoes. Her toenails were painted a metallic royal blue. He also happened to be wearing white tights underneath his jeans that day. Andrea’s eyes kept wandering down to Cal’s feet as they walked down the hallway to their next class, which was geometry, where they also sat side-by-side. Cal said, "I'm sorry, I’m just real, er, nervous around girls." Andrea giggled. "It’s okay. I could tell. Come and skip geometry with me, I wanna talk more. You in?” Cal’s eyes went wide. "Sure! Let’s go!” "Well, let’s go somewhere where there’s an air conditioner, ‘cos it’s awfully hot outside,” Andrea said and winked. She took Cal to the parking lot and they got in her car. Andrea turned on the car and the air conditioner. "Whew! That was too hot! My legs are almost sweatin!” Cal agreed, and said "So are mine..” Andrea said, "Well Cal, why don’t you take off your jeans? That might be why your legs are sweating. Me, I’m stuck in these tights.” Cal gulped. "Um, no, I think I’ll leave them on, thanks. Your air conditioner works really well.” "No, I insist.”Cal gulped again. Andrea gave Cal a look with her eyes that told him that she was non-threatening, she liked Cal a lot and she won’t laugh. Cal felt better after seeing that expression on Andrea’s face. He unbuttoned the first button and started to pull down the zipper. Andrea’s eyes traveled down to Cal’s zipper as he lowered it to reveal his white tights. Andrea’s eyes went wide. She looked Cal right in the eye, then down to his zipper. "Take your jeans off.” "Promise you won’t laugh?” "Cross my heart,” Andrea said with a wink. Cal proceeded to take his jeans off, revealing his freshly shaved legs in white tights. She smiled when she saw the Capezio waistband on Cal's tights. Andrea said "How cute! They're dance tights! I'm wearing those same tights!" Andrea looked Cal in the eye. Cal noticed that Andrea was very expressive with her eyes. (Maybe it was all the blue eye shadow in the shape of a wing, but her  eyes seemed to have a hypnotic quality to Cal...Hmmmmm...) Her eyes traveled up Cal’s legs, seeming to get wider the further up they got. Andrea said, "See? I didn’t laugh. I’m wearing tights too, ya know. I know you wore them to school.” Cal felt less and less uncomfortable. His legs also cooled off even more. "I like wearing tights too. I’ve always wanted to meet a guy who liked to. I’m a dancer, too!” "Really?” "Yeah! I’ve always liked tights, and I took ballet and tap classes just as an excuse to wear them! I think it's so cool that you're wearing the exact same kind of tights I am, too”Andrea reached into the back seat and pulled out some black short shorts, and handed them to Cal. "Put these on, and let’s go to my place. You toke?” "Oh yeah! Let’s spark it!!” Andrea was more amazing by the minute. While they were driving, and Cal was pulling on the shorts, he looked at Andrea and how she looked with her hair blowing behind her face from the A/C. Her eyes would travel over to him and she’d smile. She seemed to be flirting with him with her eyes. When they got back, Andrea had a bowl already packed in "Betsy Bong," as she called it. They sat next to each other on the couch in front of the TV and Andrea picked up the bong. She handed it to Cal and said, "Guests get green hit!" As they passed the bong to each other, they started getting flirtier and flirtier. Andrea then took off her shoes "’Cos they’re starting to hurt my feet." She wiggled her toes and Cal stared. Andrea asked Cal, "So why do you like wearing tights? I see you shave your legs, too,” and winked. Cal said, "I’ve just always liked how they feel on my legs, especially after i shave them.” Andrea put her tights-encased feet onto Cal’s tights-encased thighs. "Will you give me a foot rub?” she asked as she wiggled her toes and moved her skirt off to one side. Cal was staring at Andrea’s beautiful legs in white tights, her feet were on his lap, and he waswearing tights himself. He could see right up her skirt. Cal said "I’ve always wanted to touch a girl’s feet in tights...” as though his inhibitions were out the window. Andrea could sense this and said "Don’t you feel the love? Perhaps it IS the weed, and we’re just being hippy-ish!”, as she started to act slightly silly. Cal chuckled, (being a more experienced pot-head than she...) As he rubbed her feet, his eyes traveled up to her skirt. Her legs weren’t completely together, and he could see part of the way up her skirt. Andrea noticed this, looked Cal in the eye with one of her amazing expressions that said a mouthful, and asked in a rather seductive voice, "Are you looking up my skirt?” She intended for the expression to say, "Get on me now.” Cal saw that and crawled over to her and kissed her on the mouth. He slid his tongue in and out of her mouth. While they kissed, Andrea took off her skirt, and the black short shorts he was wearing. She laid on her back on the couch and took Cal with her. She released the kiss, moved her head over to his ear while licking his neck, and whispered, "Fuck me through your tights, NOW!” Cal felt the sexual energy coming from her voice as she growled the last word. Cal lowered himself on top of her, and saw that she wasn’t wearing any underwear under her tights. "Do it!” she growled, and he started to move. He felt her pussy wet through her tights, and he moved faster up and down. She had her eyes closed and was breathing very heavy. She started to moan lightly as Cal slowly bucked his member on her wet pussy, Andrea looked Cal in the eye, and pulled him over and kissed him while he continued to thrust himself up and down her wet pussy. He sped up and she crooned while they kissed. Soon the crooning turned to screaming as Cal sped up. Andrea's screams were high-pitched like a bird and she dug her fingernails into his back as she orgasmed two times under Cal's extreme pumping action. "Oh Cal! Oh Cal!" she screamed. They kissed again and lay next to each other. Andrea said "That was the best sex I've had in a long while, and it wasn't even real...I'd love to feel you inside me sometime." Cal kissed her on the cheek and passed out, Andrea already asleep next to him.

Hope ya liked!

Angelina

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