Naughty Nylons
I have a very strong fetish for lingerie and hosiery. I have always enjoyed
seeing women in skirts and wondering what was being worn underneath, what secret delights
would be revealed to their husband or boyfriend later on? I wondered if women knew what
dressing like that did to men like me. In the office where I work there are four women of
about my own age (24) and one older woman who is married and about forty five. The younger
women either don`t know or don`t care about the power they could hold over a man like
me.They wear trousers and sweaters or dull cotton shirts and on the rare occasion they
wear a skirt they go barelegged. The older lady is different though. Every day she is
immaculately attired, her blouse is silk or satin, her skirt is perfectly fitting and her
legs are always hosed. Although not having the youth or looks of the other women she is
the one that I cannot stop staring at. I have spent many hours wondering what underwear
she is wearing under her skirt and knowing that it is the prettiest and most feminine of
lingerie and that only the silkiest of nylons would be allowed to touch her skin. Oh, her
nylons! her legs clad in in her unending supply of nylons have been the material of my
masturbation sessions since I first set eyes on her. I envy her husband and have imagined
the pleasure this wonderful woman must give him. To a woman like this, lingerie and nylons
are not just for the office, they are to be worn and enjoyed everywhere, especially when
she is alone with her husband. As I stroke myself, I am her husband standing naked and
watching as she slowly opens her skirt and lets it slide to the floor. As she steps out of
it my eyes drink in her long legs clad in black nylon stockings, her suspender straps
disappearing under the hem of her silk blouse. She looks at me as she unbuttons her blouse
and pulls it open. My eyes feast on her cream satin camisole, suspender belt and matching
panties.
"That boy in the office was staring at me all day, trying to see under my skirt,
trying to see what only your eyes shall see. Do you think he`d like what you see?"
I only nod and she smiles as she looks at my hard penis.
"You like it, don`t you? My lingerie, my hosiery. I think he`s a leg man, he`s always
staring at mine and yet I never see him staring at the other girl`s legs. Maybe its my
stockings he likes?"
She knew the effect this would have on me and smiled as my penis twitched.
"You love my nylons, don`t you?"
The magic word! My penis stiffened as she she continued: "My nylons feel good against
my skin and I feel so sexy wearing nylons. I drive that poor boy crazy all day with my
nylons."
Suddenly she sits on our bed and crosses her legs. The room fills with a loud
sswwwiiiissshhh.
"That poor boy nearly jumps out of his skin when I do that in the office and he only
gets to hear my nylons, imagine if he could see what you see now and do what you are about
to do. Take off my shoes."
She raises one foot then the other and I slip her heels off. I rub one foot and feel the
warm nylon, her other foot is resting on my thigh.
"Mmm, that feels so good."
I watch her hands slide over her stockings.
"What that boy imagines doing to me you are about to do. Show me what he wants to do
with me."
My hands follow hers onto her nylons, rubbing and caressing the smooth sheer stockings. I
sit beside her on the bed and kiss her lightly lipsticked lips. Suddenly I feel her
nyloned thigh against my penis; a shock goes through me. She pulls me closer and we kiss
deeply, our tongues sliding wetly over each other. My hands are all over her, feeling her
silk blouse skim over her slick camisole and panties, touching her suspender belt and
tightly clipped stockings. My hands rasp over her nylons and my stiff penis is touching
her lingerie. Her mouth whispers hotly in my ear, "What does that naughty boy want to
do with me?"
"He, he wants to..."
"Say it!"
"He wants to cum on your nylons."
"Yes he does, and you?"
"I want to cum on your nylons."
"Yes, you want to be very naughty on my nylons."
She makes me stand beside the bed. She`s lying there in her white silk blouse, satin
lingerie and sheer black nylons.
"Show me what he wants to do."
I take her feet and bring them to my penis. She rubs the sole of her foot over its tip and
I groan as some clear precum oozes out and wets the nylon.
"My, this won`t take long, my nylons have you very excited."
Her feet grip my penis and slide slowly along its length. My heart pounds as her
nylon-clad feet quicken their pace. My hands grab her feet and hold them tight against my
steel hard member. My hips move and my penis slides between her nylon toes and soles. All
the while I`m looking at her shimmering shiny blouse and glistening swishing nylons, she
is urging me on.
"That naughty boy looking up my skirt at my panties and stocking tops. Wanting to do
naughty things with my nylons but my nylons are only for you."
I`m ready to explode. She rubs her nylon thighs together making one long delicious swish
and says:
"Cum on my nylons!"
My hips buck and grind, my penis slides and rasps between her stocking feet, my balls
contract and then time stands still!
We both stare as a great spurt of semen shoots out high into the air, we watch as it arcs
down and lands with an audible SPLASH! on her blouse. Another spurt jets out and splashes
her left nylon and shiny taut stocking top. She quickly rubs her legs together as my seed
continues to spray her nylons, three, four, five spurts. The last of my semen trickles
onto her feet leaving a white trail on the black nylon. She moves her sticky nylons apart
and ropes of my thick seed bridge her legs. She rubs her legs together again and I can
hear my semen ooze and slick on her nylons. It is at this stage of my masturbation session
that I ejaculate thickly and loudly. It is then I decided to find a woman like her!