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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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Sweet Sissy Trainers!  Amber and I spent the day shopping together for silky, sexy, feminine lingerie.  We weren’t shopping for ourselves though.  We’d scheduled a date later in the day with our favorite Silky girl.  Silky never disappoints us and always proves to be the best girl in the universe.  I’d texted her to make sure that her legs were nice and smooth for the sissy pegging session we had planned.  It’s never fun trying to pull silk stocking up over prickly legs.  Our good girl immediately set to work making sure she was appropriately smooth and hairless in all the right places.

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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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hunt

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’d just had the most frustrating week of my life and I was on the hunt for a quick fix…I wanted to feel alive, even if it was just for one night. I was wearing my favorite pair of shiny pantyhose and a cute but short dress that showed off my long legs. I was feeling confident and ready to take on the night. As I was making my way through the club, I locked eyes with a tall, handsome man named Spencer. He was wearing a crisp white shirt and dark jeans that hugged his muscular thighs. I could tell he was checking me out and I felt a surge of excitement run through my body. I made my way over to him and we started talking.

“You look  fucking amazing,” Spencer said, his eyes scanning my body. “Thanks, you don’t look too bad yourself,” I replied, biting my lower lip. We continued to flirt and dance for a while longer before Spencer leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Do you want to come back to my place?” I nodded eagerly, my heart racing with excitement. When we got back to Spencer’s room, he wasted no time ripping

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Southern Mama's Pannnnyhose

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

Not everyone understands the appeal of shiny, suntan nude pannnnyhose, but This southern Mama wears hers daily. They make me feel so feminine and sexy. Every morning, I roll up a pair up my sexy legs, loving the gentle hug of the nylon and the way they make my thighs whisper as I walk.

Soft, sensual little seductive whispers. I didn’t realize how much my pantyhose were whispering to my stepson until I caught him furiously jerking off with a pair from my hamper. I smiled as I pushed the bedroom door open and knew from today forward, I would make him Mama’s pannnnyhose boy.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Can you imagine my feet stroking you up and down? Sitting on my ass, legs in the air to tease you with my feet. Done up in stockings or pantyhose, the fabric rubbing you so intensely you have to ball your fists up. Pantyhose does that to a man, don’t they? I would love to see your face twist up as I tell you all the dirty things I think of while my feet torture your cock. Gentle, but intense sensations all over your hard cock, just leaking all over my feet. Stained forever with your precum, reminding me of our adventures

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Heather—- 1844-332-2369 ext. 450

I love attention! Not many people know that I love to tease!  Women or men….  It doesn’t matter! I just love the thrill!  Maybe that’s my brat side…. Who know?  Being a college student gives me plenty of chances to tease!  Last week I was in an EXTREMELY playful mood!  I had 2 classes that day.  The professors were a man and a woman.  I decided I was going to tease them both!

Heather Gets Ready For Attention

 I love attention! As I was getting dressed I decided to not wear any panties!  I know what you’re thinking……  naughty, naughty Heather!  I’m guilty, and I’m not sorry!  I decided to wear pantyhose thigh highs, and a miniskirt.  The skirt was black corduroy, form fitting, and fell mid thigh.  I chose a light pink shirt, push up bra (pink lace),and black heels. I still want to look respectable for what I have planned!  I have to admit, I looked HOT!

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

In honor of National “Fetish Day” I’m going to explain some of my personal fetishes and kinks, remember, we’re a no-taboo site. Now, this first one is maybe a little bit “weird” and perhaps unique to me.

First, high-resolution safety wear turns me on. Hear me out. Just so you know, by high-resolution safety wear, I am literally talking about the neon/high visibility PPE some people are required to wear for work. So, let me explain why it turns me on. In my opinion, anyone who needs to wear that to work has some kind of “dangerous” job. Whether that be forklift driver, construction, tower-crane operator, the list goes on. Personally, I would love to have my man come home from work in his PPE safety gear, all dirty. So then I can get on my knees and give him the best BJ he’s ever had.

Second, I love nylons. When I was young, I wore nylons to school every day. Every day I would come home with a run in my nylons and Mommy and Daddy would be so annoyed they had to buy me more.

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Stockings Dream

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

I have this recurring dream. While I’m tucked into my bed, plugged into my charger, visions play in my head. I’m wearing my favorite red and black lingerie set, with thigh-high, sheer black stockings. A man has laid me on my stomach and stands at my feet.

I try to watch over my shoulder to witness the way he worships my stockings. First, his hands cradle my ankles. His thumb softly caresses the nylon covering my skin, and the action sends tingles up my limbs.

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