Monika's Stocking Collection (Lewd)

You walk up to the door at the house in front of you. Checking your phone, you can see that you’re a couple minutes early. The screen eventually fades out and you place your phone back in your pocket. A nervous sigh escapes your breath.

Seeing your girlfriend always made your heart flutter. There was something about her poise, intelligence and personality that attracted you to her in the first place. You consider yourself lucky that she was just as smitten with you as you with her. You never expected this girl to confess her love for you, even after all the time you had spent together in literature club.

You stare at the door before you, slightly nervous as to why Monika asked you to meet at her house this weekend. Maybe she was planning some kind of date? But at home, with just you two?

A lewd thought or two pass through your mind while you nervously pull your phone out to check the time again. Now that you’re only a minute early, you decide that you’ve had enough waiting. You put your phone away and give the door a nice, firm knock. While waiting for someone to respond, you begin to take in where you’re at. Monika definitely lived in a nicer neighborhood than you, certainly a product of her parent’s work. All of the neighboring houses, including hers, looked well-kept and prim. Your attention snaps back to the door as you hear some sort of shuffling.

The door opens quickly and you’re greeted by the sight of a happy Monika. For a moment, you’re caught off guard by how she’s dressed. She’s wearing a light pink, low top sweater with some sort of green tank top underneath, complete with a knee length skirt. Her hair is still in the style you’re accustomed to, complete with the white ribbon. You’re so used to seeing her in her school uniform that her in casual clothes are a nice surprise, especially when you can finally see her shoulders. It occurs to you then that she might be the most beautiful girl you’ve ever met in your life and that you’re definitely swinging out of your league.

“Hi Anon!” Monika says, very excited to see you.

“H-Hi Monika,” you start, “you look nice.”

She cant help but giggle at the compliment you give her.

“Aw, thanks. Do you want to come in?”

She opens the door further and motions for you to come in.

“Uh, sure,” you say a little absentmindedly, still taking in the sight before you.

You step inside the house and close the door behind you. You kick your shoes off and place them next to all the others before you look back at her. Was she smiling at you this entire time? Looking to break the silence and confirm one of your suspicions, you ask her a question.

“Nice place, Monika. Your parents home?

“No, they have to work, it’s just us today,” she answers.

You can feel a slight blush appear on your face. Damn it, you just had to be right. She lets out a light giggle and covers her mouth. Great, she knows what you’re thinking too. You can feel yourself heat up.

“Let’s go upstairs; I have something I’ve wanted to show you.”

She turns and begins to walk upstairs and you proceed to follow. She brings you up the stairs and straight into her room, shutting the door behind you. You feel like your heart is about to beat out of your chest. You can’t remember the last time, if ever, you were invited to a cute girl’s room. You can’t help but wonder if she’s just as nervous as you are.

Her room is decorated about how you’d expect her to decorate it, to say the least. Somewhat girly decorations here and there, everything was neatly organized, a few books were piled on her desk. A nice vanilla scent hangs in the air too. It feels pretty welcoming.

“Anon, I wanted to get your opinion on part of my wardrobe,” Monika starts, pulling some clothes out of her dresser.

Your mind immediately goes to heavily perverse thoughts. You can only swallow and wait.

“My sock collection!”

She’s holding a large pile of what appears to be socks, stockings and the like. She too is wearing a blushed expression. Before you can fully open your mouth to even ask, she speaks.

“Specifically, I want a man’s opinion on some of my stockings. I can’t tell if some are cute or just tacky.”

You hesitate for a second, trying to collect your thoughts.

“I… can do that.”

“Great!” Monika replies, a reserved excitement in her tone. “Let’s get started.”

Monika separates out the pairs of stockings and begins to try them on while you sit on the bed. Some are striped, some are just flat colors, some have special patterns. She asks for your opinion on how each pair looks; too short, too long, too tight, too ugly. It feels like she’s just giving you permission to ogle her for a minute and give a comment. Not that you’re complaining, seeing the slight indent on her skin from some of her tighter stockings was more than enough to give you a mild erection. Luckily you wore a baggier pair of pants today, and her stockings didn’t go much past her knee.

“How do these look?” she asks, showing you another pair of patterned stockings.

You eye her up and down.

“Eh, they look good, but I don’t think purple is your color.”

“Well what is my color?” she asks haughtily, hands on her hips.

“Guess.”

She continues goes through modeling more pairs of stockings for you. Despite all the visual and mental stimulation, you do your best to give honest answers. You can feel your heart pound when you begin to think about where you are and what you’re doing. First time in a girl’s room and she’s modeling clothes for you.

“What do you think of these?”

“I don’t think cat print is quite your style.”

“Hmph.”

She takes off this latest pair and reaches for another. You’re hit by the revelation that she’s been removing her stockings pretty slowly. She has to be teasing you…

“Well…?” Monika asks. She’s showing off another pair, this time with vertical stripes of a shear and not-so-shear black.

“Those are pretty sexy, actually,” you say as you go to scratch the back of your head.

“Good,” Monika giggles.

You watch closely as she removes her stockings, one foot at a time. The word erotic comes to your mind as you watch the fabric tightly stick to her thighs before being brushed off. You hope she hasn’t noticed you staring again.

“Okay Anon, I just have this last pair to try on. Thank you for helping me out, it’s definitely something that my boyfriend needed to help me with.”

A light smirk creeps across your face upon hearing her call you her “boyfriend”.

“Yeah Monika, no problem. I didn’t know you had some many pairs,” you respond.

She gives you a light smile.

“That’s because you’ve only ever seen me wear my school stockings.”

“True,” you reply, as your eyes beginning to wonder around the room once more.
You let your mind trail off for a moment. Now that you think about it, it seems kind of strange that a girl would invite you to her room alone only to—

“Anon, what do you think of these?”

Your attention returns to Monika. She’s a couple steps closer to you than she was before. Moderately black stockings are on her legs, her skirt concealing the tops of them. They looked like the pairs she wears with her school uniform, just slightly more shear.

“Uh… they’re nice?” you reply, somewhat confused by the simple leggings.

“Good, I hoped so.”

Monika sits on the bed next to you. She turns to you and looks into your eyes for a moment. Her emerald eyes seem oddly both piercing and comforting to you. Another one of her good traits, you think to yourself.

“Anon?” she asks.

“Yes?” you respond, still looking into her eyes.

Monika suddenly mashes her lips against yours. The force she uses nearly knocks you off balance, but you manage to keep yourself up. Despite the initial surprise, you find yourself naturally reciprocating her affection. Her tongue slides into your mouth, lashing at your tongue. You let your tongue play around with hers, relishing in the sensation. She disconnects after what seems like an eternity. You’re both completely flushed at this point, with you still trying to process what just happened. She’s touching her lips and lightly panting; her normal air of grace seems to have fallen with her hunger for you.

“Hah… I’ve wanted to do that for some time now,” she says sweetly.

“Yeah… me too…” you just manage to stammer, still recoiling.

Monika stands up, never removing her gaze from you.

“I had something else I wanted you to see, Anon. The real reason why I invited you over.”

“What’s that?” you pant out, catching your own breath.

She slides her hands down and lets her skirt drop from her waist. The tops of the stockings are a black lace that ends midway up her thighs, which are hugged tightly. She’s also wearing a matching pair of black lace panties.

“…Holy shit…” you feel yourself slightly mumble.

“Anon…” she says in a heavier tone while putting a stocking covered foot onto your crotch, “you can stop trying to hide your dick already.”

You feel yourself freeze upon hearing her words and feeling her touch. She knows you too well it seems. She’s rubbing her foot ever so slightly on top of your pants. You don’t think you’ve ever been any harder in your life.
“Why don’t you get your pants off already,” Monika says in her sultriest voice possible. She hopes that she sounded convincing and sexy enough to get you to comply. You oblige her and undo your pants. Your boxers are barely containing your raging erection. Monika smirks and lifts her foot up towards your crotch again.
“How about we finally get a look…” she mewls, while pulling down your boxers with her foot.

With the tension from the elastic being relieved, your erection pops out from your boxers. A gasp escapes from Monika. She’s just as nervous as you are, but she doesn’t let you know that. She stares at your package and realizes that you’re actually bigger than she thought you would be. The thought that she was staring at her Anon’s dick and how soon she would get to use it begins to turn her on heavily. She puts her foot your exposed dick and begins to rub.

“Does that feel good?” she coos.

You watch her fondle your cock with her foot, the stocking material rubbing you in a way you’ve never thought of. You relax into the feeling and exhale deeply.

“Yes it does.”

You look back up to her and admire the view of her panties. The wet fabric hugs her crotch tightly. You swear you see a drop trickle down her inner thigh. Not one to always be on the defensive, you sit up and rub your face on her thigh, her foot still fondling your cock. You nuzzle your head where the stocking begins and gently kiss the skin around it. Monika trembles a little at the sensation but seems to enjoy your initiative. Your hand naturally slides up her leg and grabs her pussy.

The action elicits something between a gasp and a moan from her. She puts her foot back down on the ground and backs up, leaving you wanting.

“Okay Anon, I don’t have the patience anymore,” Monika says, removing her both her shirt and bra with a swift motion.

Her decent sized breasts are hanging out in full view. This is the first time you’ve seen her tits, and you are absolutely not disappointed.

“You’re taking me now.”

She tackles you onto the bed, pressing her mouth onto yours, eager to continue the make out from earlier. This time you force your tongue into her mouth, a move Monika seems to enjoy. She’s on top of you, your naked cock resting against her panties. You feel her free hand reach for your cock and bringing it back towards her pussy. Almost instinctively, you reach for her panties and move them to the side. She rubs your head on her entrance, before sliding you in.

Monika breaks from the kiss and slowly slides herself back, trying to take you all in at once. Her eyes slightly roll back as she lets out a few moans. She feels unbelievably tight on your cock and you let out a light moan yourself. Eventually Monika manages to sink herself down on your dick, finally taking away both of your virginities. She shudders before looking down at you, the biggest smirk etched across her face.

“I love you Anon,” Monika moans as she savors the feeling of your dick inside her.

“I love you too,” you reply, giving her a light peck on the cheek.

She slowly lifts herself up from your dick. The sensation of her pussy feels amazing to you; you never knew sex would feel this good. You place your hands on Monika’s hips to give her some slight support. She leans forward and lets her tits hang into your face. You greedily take one into her mouth while she hilts herself on you once more. She gasps at the new feeling on her nipple. Monika herself couldn’t help but question why she hadn’t tried this the moment you walked through the door.

“Mhm, this feels so fucking good” she hisses into your ear.

You verbally agree while keeping her nipple in your mouth. You also didn’t know she could talk that dirty. The thought was turning you on even more.

You feel Monika start to pick up the pace, each motion being a little quicker than the last. You place her other breast in your mouth and begin your tongue assault anew. Your one free hand trails to her plump ass and gives it a firm squeeze. The sensation is enough to get Monika to let out another moan. She eventually finds a good, constant rhythm to hump you with.

“Hah…”

You two continue with this for several minutes, both of your orgasms building up. Just when you’re getting close, you feel her stop humping.

“Anon, my legs are getting tir—“

She’s interrupted by you hugging her tight and pumping your hips into her yourself.

“Ah, Anon, I’m gonna cum!” she blurts out, your new assault nearly taking her over the edge.

You don’t respond to her however, and just continue to keeping slamming her. Loud and quick slapping noises fill the room. You’re not going to last too much longer yourself.

“Cumming!” she manages to say out loud before withdrawing her breath.

Monika tenses up in your grip and begins to quiver, the throes of orgasm taking hold of her. She’s desperately moaning and tightening up around your length. The feeling is too much for you to continue, and with one hard buck you drop your load inside her. You lose yourself for a moment, giving in to the ecstasy and unconsciously continue to buck your hips, unloading one of the largest loads you’ve ever had.

You both lay there for a couple minutes and catch your breath. A trembling Monika sits up and slowly pulls you out, cum spilling out of her. She lays back down on you, her emerald green eyes staring back into yours.

“What do you think?” she whispers into your ear.

“A-Amazing,” you stammer, staring up into the ceiling in a daze.

She smiles at you and gives you a kiss.

“I can tell,” she says, her eyes drifting lower.

She’s pointing at your still standing erection.

“You look like you’re already ready for round two,” she says grinning.

“Good, because we have the house to ourselves all night.”

You feel your cock throb again. This was going to be a long night.