About the “Stockings” Fetish
Does your idea of loveliness, and the definition of sexiness start at the toenails, and work their way up to the top of the thighs? For you then, it’s ALL about the stockings.
Men who love stockings are a unique, sensual breed. They are very detailed and, particular about the type of stockings that turn them on. Some like opaque (thick), some like them sheer, some like them white and innocent and some of them, dark and dirty. They come in smooth all around, seamed, fishnets, and all patterns, colors, and styles in between. Few things on a woman can give her so many options and moods to portray than her choice of stockings. And for every choice, a horny dude is waiting to touch, lick, and hear those powerful pieces of fabric send him to ecstasy.
I want to take you on a trip, a very special, sexy trip. I’m going to go to my dresser drawer, and I’m going to lay out my various stockings. I’m going to model them all for you until you’re ready to burst from the excitement of them all.
First, I’ll put on my white thigh highs, with the lace tops. I love looking like a naughty private school girl for you. Then, I’ll slowly roll those off, and I’ll put on my sheer, nudes. See, I can go right into sexy teacher mode for you too! Or, I can be your sexy secretary. I know you’ve been dreaming about my legs; you’ve wondered if I wear garters or hose, and how can you get your hands on me, haven’t you? You’ve been popping a boner every time I walk past you, and you hear the “swishing” of my stockings as my thighs rub together when they get moist from sitting down all day. Wouldn’t you love to lift up my skirt, and air out my legs, hmmm?
Or if you need more spice in your life, I can put on my black silk hose. I’ll be your classic pin-up girl! I know you’d love nothing more than to run your fingers, and your tongue up the seams in the back of my legs.
Now imagine those some legs in pattened-leather, 6 inches,’Fuck-Me’ pumps. I’ve just become your dominatrix, demanding you to worship every inch of fabric on my long, endless legs. Next, I grab your hair and make you remove my heels with your teeth. You EAGERLY oblige, thank me, then suck my stocking feet. I’ll be whoever you want me to be, and it’s all possible with a flick of the wrist, and a phone call from you. Which version of me are you in the mood for tonight?
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