Category: lingerie fetish

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I disappeared into the bedroom, the air already thick with the promise of the evening. Liam was sprawled on the couch, lost in some video game, all rumpled t-shirt and focused frown. Perfect. Tonight was one of those nights. I loved the ritual, the slow transformation. The dress I chose was simple, black, and clung just enough. But the real magic was underneath.

The rustle of silk always made me smile. These pantyhose were a recent obsession – a smooth, tan shimmer that felt decadent against my skin. They hugged every curve, making my legs feel impossibly long and sleek. It was an armor of confidence, a silent invitation. I padded back into the living room. Liam hadn’t moved, still battling pixelated monsters. I leaned against the doorframe, letting him soak in the view. The curve of my hip, the way the light caught the sheen of my legs.

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Julie 844-322-2639 Ext 453

I noticed that my panty drawer was messed up Dr. Julie. At first I thought that I was imagining things. But it continued. So I decided to set up a secret camera. Sure enough I saw my husband come out of the bathroom naked. He went straight over to my dresser. But he didn’t go to the panty drawer. He went to my sock drawer. At the back I have cable knit knee socks that I haven’t worn since high school. He pulled out the pastel pink pair. I watched him get so freaking hard as he pulled them on. Then he went tip toe prancing back over to my dresser. Then he went rummaging through my panty drawer. He was just trying to find the panties that matched the socks best. No wonder it was so messed up. He was rummaging around like crazy. He finally found some. And put them on. He didn’t stop there though. I didn’t think it could get worse. But it did. He went over to my freaking nightstand. And he got my dildo out! Then he sat down on our chaise lounge. He pulled his panties to the side.

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predilection

Posted 4 weeks ago by Amber

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Well, Rory,” I say, my voice low and sultry, “I think I have a good understanding of your little predilection now.” You nod, your eyes wide and eager. “Yes, Doctor Pantyhose. I- I’ve never felt this way before. The thought of you in a pair of my favorite pantyhose…it’s all I can think about.”

I can’t help but smile at your enthusiasm. “I’m glad to hear that, Rory. But I want to get a better idea of just how much joy these pantyhose bring you. How about we do an activity together?” Your eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “An…activity? What do you mean?” I stand up from my chair, making sure to sway my hips just enough to catch your eye. I reach down and slowly start to remove my skirt, revealing that I’m not wearing any panties underneath.

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Amber

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

In the bustling city of Metropolis, the night was filled with neon lights and the sounds of sirens. The streets were alive with people, unaware of the dangers lurking in the shadows. Amber, a superhero, patrolled the city in her shimmering red and gold costume, her long legs encased in a pair of shiny tan pantyhose and her feet encased in tight black thigh high boots. Her partner, Michael, followed close behind in his blue and silver spandex suit, his eyes fixed on her glistening pantyhose-clad form.

Michael had a secret fetish for women in pantyhose, and Amber happened to be the best-looking superheroine he had ever laid eyes on. She moved with grace and agility, her long, toned legs sliding effortlessly against the smooth material of her hose. It was a sight that sent shivers down Michael’s spine every time he saw it. As they worked together to stop a bank heist that night, Amber’s stockings glistened in the light, catching the attention of the criminals. They were so distracted by her allure that they didn’t notice Michael sneaking up behind them until it was too late. With a swift move,

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knee

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

You see the scar on my left knee? Let me tell you how I got it. We were in the heat of the moment, our bodies entwined in a dance as old as time itself. His hands roamed over my silky coffee-colored stockings, a fetish of his that I had come to embrace. “I fucking love these stockings,” he groaned, his voice thick with desire. “They drive me wild.” He slid out of me, his dick glistening with my arousal. I gasped as he positioned himself behind me, his hands gripping my hips. The anticipation was almost unbearable.

And then, with a swift thrust, he plunged into the back of my knee. The sensation was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. A mix of pleasure and pain that sent shivers down my spine. “Fuck, yes!” I cried out, my voice echoing off the walls of our bedroom. But as he continued to thrust, I felt a sharp pain shoot through my knee. “AHHHHHHHHHH…it’s popping out!” I screamed, my voice laced with panic. He stopped immediately, concern etched on his face as he helped me to the floor. “We need to get you to the hospital,” he said, his voice

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wearing

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“You’re wearing them,” you murmured, a smile playing on your lips, your gaze fixed on my legs. “You always know how to surprise me, don’t you?” With a mischievous grin, I led you to my house, the anticipation thick in the air. Once inside, you couldn’t resist the allure. You knelt before me, your hands tracing the path up my legs, your breath hot against my skin. The feeling of your stubble against the smooth nylon sent shivers down my spine.

“These make you feel so fucking sexy,” you whispered, your voice husky with desire. “I could hump your legs all day.” And so, you did. Your hardness pressed against my leg, the friction of the nylon against your pants driving you wild. The sight of you, lost in your own pleasure, was mesmerizing. Your moans filled the room, a symphony of desire that echoed my own.

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Fetishes

Posted 3 months ago by Julie

Julie 1844-332-2632 Ext 453

“I have weird fetishes, Dr. Julie. It makes me feel guilty. Are fetishes normal?” Andrew asked in a  concerned voice. He is like so many. It’s not uncommon to feel shameful and weird for having fetishes. But the truth is that fetishes are very common. Not everyone feels comfortable enough to talk about them. But that doesn’t mean that they don’t have them. I assured him that he had no reason to feel shameful or guilty. I told him that is what Candy Girls are for. Candy Girls help you live out and fulfill those fetishes in a safe, confidential environment. This way no one gets hurt. And you don’t have to deprive yourself of your deepest, darkest fantasies. We hear about every kind of fetish and fantasy there is. I told him to read the Candy Girl’s Bios to see which ones specialize in which fetishes. Some of my favorites are family fun, age play, forced play, sissies, feet, lingerie, abdl, sph, stockings/pantyhose/socks, panties, cuckold, voyeurism, exhibitionism, watersports, hair, shrinking, and more…

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Stockings Make You Premature

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

It doesn’t matter how many times we’re intimate. Every time I wear stockings, you cum prematurely. At first, I thought it was cute that you couldn’t hold it, but you would get embarrassed and try hard to make it up to me. Now, I’m addicted to making you cum quickly just to feel the flurry of your tongue on my clit, trying to make up for what you think is humiliating.

Tonight, I rolled up my sheer, black thigh-high stockings and attached their garters to hold them up. Then I lay on the couch, on my tummy, waiting for you to come home.

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Candy Call Girl

Posted 3 months ago by Roxy

Roxy (844) 332-2639 Ext 414

Hey, I’m Roxy, a Candy Call Girl. That means if my light is on, I’m ready and waiting for your call. So just look for my light whenever you’re feeling horny. I would love to cum with you. Call Girls can cum into the chatroom on Mondays now, as well as Fridays. So now you can chat with me more as well. I’m really looking forward to getting to know each and every one of you on a very deep, and personal level. If you know what I mean. I want to hear all about your naughtiest  thoughts and secret fantasies. All of it excites me. Even the most extreme fetishes. I’m open to almost everything.

I love performing virtual strip teases, blow jobs, and jack off instruction. Escaping into a role play fantasy gets me so wet and turned on. I also enjoy many fetishes. If it gets you off, it will get me off. If we do a chat, I can send naughty pics! So be sure to look for me in the chatroom on Mondays and Fridays. And just watch for my light to be turned on the rest of the week. I’m a dancer at night.

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Mercedes 1844-33-CANDY EXT 423

“Stop being an annoying little brat. If you don’t stop, I’ll make you wear panties in public for everyone to see.”

You smirk, not taking me seriously. “Yeah, right. Like you’d ever do that.”

I raise an eyebrow, looking serious. “Try me.”

I stood up, towering over you as I grab your hands, and pull them behind your back. My strong grip tightens as I pull out a pair of pink lacy panties from my bag. Continue reading “Wearing Panties in Public” →