A romantic encounter with stockings during a massage

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I'm 26 years old, a stocking fetishist. Since graduating from university, my buddies and I have a get-together every year, and this year was no exception. We went to a local bathhouse because it offers free swimming and gym workouts, and there are performances and other entertainment in the evenings. However, we always just enjoy the entertainment and don't dare to have any inappropriate thoughts.

But this time, a friend suggested getting a massage after the bath. Without thinking, we went straight to the second floor for massages. The second floor has individual rooms, and although there are special services, they're not on this floor. Suddenly, a masseuse in her mid-thirties came in. She was very sexy, with long, black hair, breasts that weren't large but were almost bursting out of her white shirt, a slender waist without an ounce of fat, and a full bottom covered by a black mini-skirt, revealing her long, beautiful legs. Her black stiletto heels added to her elegant air. Because of the dim lighting, I couldn't see if she was wearing stockings, which disappointed my stocking fetish.

She came to the bedside and told me she was number 31. She asked what kind of massage I wanted, saying there were Thai, Chinese, and many others. I said, "Thai, please." Then she had me lie face down and started with my back. She began to massage me with oil, and we chatted while she did so. I learned that she was a very nice person, a divorced woman from out of town, living here alone with her 10-year-old son. Her monthly salary wasn't much, and rent and her child's schooling took up most of it. By

then, we were almost finished, and I thought the other massages hadn't come out yet, so I said, "Let's add one more thing, since we still have time, and I can let you get some more commission." She was very touched by this and said I was a good person. She asked if I was married, and I said no. She said, "Then I'll give you a partial massage." I didn't understand at first and thought a partial massage meant the head, so I said okay. Then she started stroking my inner thighs. At first, I was a little surprised, but then she told me that "partial" meant the genital area. I thought, since we've already started, I might as well finish it.

She started touching my penis, and soon it became engorged with blood. It was 18 centimeters long, and she couldn't even touch it all with one hand. She jokingly asked, "Are you a virgin?" I asked how she knew (pretending to be innocent). She said that people as sensitive as me are usually virgins, and complimented my large penis. As she spoke, she started pulling down my shorts, and I lifted my hips to cooperate. When my penis was fully exposed, she slapped it on my lower abdomen with a "smack." She held my penis and muttered to herself, "Wow, so big!" I just chuckled and let it go.

Then she started stroking me up and down with her hands. I felt very comfortable and closed my eyes to enjoy it. Then she asked if I wanted her to help me climax, and I shyly agreed. She then sat on my lap, and suddenly I felt her buttocks and thighs were very smooth and comfortable. For me, a stocking fetishist, the first thing I noticed was stockings (the ultra-thin kind). So I asked her if I could touch her legs, and she said yes. She then placed her stockinged feet on either side of my head, allowing me to caress them extensively. I saw that they were ultra-thin, slightly elastic, flesh-colored stockings, and beneath them were a pair of delicate pink feet, making my penis appear even thicker. She asked if I liked stockings, and I stammered, too embarrassed to answer. She said it was nothing, all the employees here wore stockings, just to cater to most men's preferences.

It's just that the special services were dressed more simply and sexily. Only then did I tell her that I really liked them. I asked her how much the special services cost, and she looked at me in surprise: "You want to find that? You don't seem like that kind of person." I quickly replied no, and she then told me all about the shady practices of the entertainment center's special services, all while she was stroking me.

After a while, perhaps she got a little hot, so she stood up and said to me, "Wait a minute, I'll take off my pantyhose." I was a little unhappy to hear this, but there was nothing I could do. Suddenly, she placed the pantyhose next to my pillow, and a faint fragrance wafted into my nose. After taking off the pantyhose, she was wearing pink underwear underneath, and then she started stroking me again, sitting on my thighs. My legs, without the pantyhose, looked even more delicate and smooth. I started to get bolder, picking up a wad of pantyhose and holding it to my face, inhaling it deeply like in an adult film. Suddenly, I felt a wet, slippery sensation at my urethra. I knew it was pre-ejaculate. Seeing me smelling her pantyhose and the pre-ejaculate, she became uneasy and said, "How about this, I won't use my hands anymore, I'll offer you a service. Although I don't work as a prostitute, I see you're a good person, and we get along so well." I was overjoyed. I'd never been with another woman before. "Okay," I said, "but I don't have any condoms."

She said, "It's okay, I had a tubal ligation." I thought to myself, does having a tubal ligation mean I'm a prostitute? I asked again, "Won't you have any diseases?" She was displeased and said, "No way, don't insult us masseuses. Even if I wanted to go out, the boss wouldn't allow it. Besides, I have a son. I can't let this interfere with my own and my son's lives!" I thought that made sense. "You're joking, aren't you?" I said, "Then hurry up, look, my penis is crying." She laughed, took off her miniskirt and underwear, and helped my penis up to sit down. I said, "Wait a minute, you know I like stockings, why aren't you putting them on?" As I said this, I threw the stockings to her. She smiled and agreed. Her expression was very comforting, making me want to protect her. She took the stockings and slowly rolled up the cuffs, gently slipping them over her toes and pulling them up as if she understood that men admired her stockings and her smooth, beautiful legs, and that the way she wore them could arouse a man's desire.

She then began putting on the second stocking, slowly pulling it down to her thighs. Just as she was about to stand up, I suddenly pushed her down. I kissed her neck and ears, and she began to moan softly. My right hand reached for her private parts, which were already wet. With my left hand, I began to unbutton her white shirt and remove her pink lace bra, revealing her snow-white breasts. I began to suckle her breasts and nipples, while my left hand kneaded her other breast, and my right hand circled her vulva. She began to breathe deeply, her hands tightly gripping my head, her legs uncontrollably arching upwards. Then, my head moved downwards, licking her stomach with my tongue and sucking on her navel. Because I didn't lick her private parts, she was already burning with desire, her whole body writhing, and her vaginal fluids gushing out like a fountain. At this moment, I slowly inserted my middle finger into her vagina. I don't know if it was because she hadn't done it in a long time or for some other reason, but her vagina was very tight, even my middle finger was tight. I gently flicked her labia and clitoris with my index finger. At this point, she couldn't take it anymore and said, "Let me do it for you!" I turned her over and let her be on top of me, and started sucking my penis with my mouth. I also used both hands to caress her beautiful legs in stockings. Since the stockings weren't fully on, her calves had already developed a layer of sexy wrinkles after writhing, which I found even more irresistible.

So I had her stockinged feet tease me. She quickly changed position, pulling the stockings down halfway and carefully wrapping them around my penis. Then she used her stockinged feet to stroke me. Soon, my pre-ejaculate had soaked through the stockings and gotten on her pink feet. She was also rubbing her breasts with her hands, her pink vulva completely exposed. At this moment, I got up and pressed her down, teasingly saying, "I'm going in!" She nodded shyly. I lifted her legs with one hand and guided my thick penis with the other, thrusting it in. When the head of my penis was halfway in, she took a deep breath and let out an "Ah!" before closing her eyes and beginning to enjoy it. Slowly, I inserted my entire penis into her vagina, reaching her clitoris. I held her stockinged legs with both hands and began to slowly thrust in and out. As the speed of my thrusting increased, she began to moan loudly and urgently:

"Ah! My baby, my good husband, your penis is so big, it's been so long since anyone has penetrated my pussy, harder, fuck me harder! It feels so good!" With her moans, her wanton side was revealed, and she began to thrust forcefully, each thrust hitting her clitoris, the glans penetrating her uterus. Her uterus contracted and expanded, attracting my glans. She closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure I was giving her, and I also closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasure of her stockinged legs rubbing against my face.

After a few hundred thrusts, I had her put on her stockings. With my thick penis partially inside her, the feeling of wanting to penetrate but being unable to made her even more aroused, which only drove me wilder. She cried out, "My little darling, ah, no... don't torture me anymore, hurry... hurry up and fuck me to death! I can't take it anymore!" As she spoke, she tightly wrapped her stockinged legs around my waist, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck, her eyes closed, and her tongue licking her lips vigorously. At this moment, her gushing juices had soaked through the crotch of her stockings and flowed down to her inner thighs. I teased her, "How is it? Is it good?" She replied lasciviously:

"So good, I haven't felt this good in so long, my good husband... ah... come in quickly, my little sister is so itchy... good little brother, hurry up and use your big penis to fuck me to death, ah... ah... I want it!" She started shouting incoherently. "I'm going in now." Looking at her lewd expression and sexy stockings, I slowly tore a small hole in the crotch of the ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings, so small that only my fingers could go in and out freely, afraid of ruining my favorite pair of ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings.

"Come in... ah... my good brother, I really can't take it anymore..." Looking at her expression of pain and pleasure, I held my big penis and thrust it in hard through the small hole in the ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings. Because the hole in the stockings was very small, it tightened around the base of my penis like a virgin as soon as it went in. In addition, the suction of the uterus on the glans made me even more crazy, and I thrust in and out forcefully. "Ah... my husband, it feels so good, I'm going to heaven..." I watched her wanton yet blissful expression as I began to thrust into her with nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. She also enjoyed it, vigorously shaking her hips to meet the in-and-out motion of my thick penis.

After a few more rounds, I helped her up, one foot on the ground, and hooked the other leg with my left hand, inserting my penis inside. "Little brother, ah... you... you... you're so good at this... ah... it feels so good..." I completely disregarded her feelings, thrusting in and out forcefully and quickly. "Ah! I can't take it anymore... I'm going... I'm flying to heaven... ah..." I saw her whole body begin to tremble, collapsing onto the bed as if she had lost her soul, her eyes closed, breathing heavily, her whole body still trembling uncontrollably. Her juices had already flowed like a tide to her knees, soaking the sheets through her ultra-thin stockings.

At this moment, I held her stockinged feet in my hands and rubbed them back and forth on my penis, stroking them. After a full minute, she stopped trembling, slowly opened her eyes, and looked at me as I was fondling her voluptuous stockinged feet. My own juices, combined with hers, had already soaked through the stockings on her pink feet. "You're so good at this, it's amazing!" she said gently. "It's all because your stockings are so sexy that I'm going crazy!" She continued, using her stockinged feet, soaked with her juices, to stroke my penis. "You're enjoying yourself now, but I'm not quite there yet! Look, I'm already fucking your stockinged feet."

As she spoke, she slumped against my chest and began to stroke them with her hands. "I don't feel anything," I said unhappily. "Then what do you suggest?" I took off the stocking from her left leg, circled the toe of the stocking, and put it on my penis. She began to laugh and use her hands to stroke my thick penis through the stocking. "I didn't expect you to be so crazy about stockings, with so many ways to play with them," I coaxed her, "It's all because you're sexy."

By this time, she had regained her strength. I pushed her onto the bed and, with the help of her vaginal fluids, thrust myself inside her again. My left hand, while wearing the stocking on her left leg, began to caress her full breasts, gently kneading her nipples. "Ah..." she began to moan lasciviously again. At this moment, I raised her legs with both hands, and with the slightly salty stocking, already soaked with her vaginal fluids, in my mouth, I began to thrust forcefully.

"Ah...my little darling...you're fucking me so wildly again...ah...I can't take it anymore...fuck my stockings harder!" Hearing her lewd moans, I felt incredibly good. After a few hundred more thrusts, "I'm going to cum..." I gasped. "Come on...ah...my little darling...cum all you want, cum all into my womb...I love your big penis...I love your hot semen..." As she spoke, I sped up my thrusts, finally plunging all the way in. My ejaculation was released, and I ejaculated all my semen into her womb as if I had lost my soul. Her womb contracted and opened rapidly, sucking on my glans. She trembled all over and let out a long breath, collapsing happily onto the bed.

I slowly withdrew my penis and lay down happily beside her, gently stroking her breasts and her right leg, which was clad in stockings. She carefully lay down on my chest, happily stroking my penis. "It's really amazing!" I said, "It's all because your stockings are so sexy!"

About five minutes later, she took off her stockings and used them to wipe my penis, which was covered in semen and vaginal fluid.

Finally, she used the stockings to wipe the fluid off her genitals and legs, then threw them onto my stomach. Holding the stockings completely soaked in vaginal fluid in my left hand and stroking my limp penis with my right, I said contentedly, "Keep these stockings as a souvenir." She laughed and said, "You still want them after all this?" "It depends on who you want them. These are yours, you know. With such sexy legs in such sexy stockings, everyone would want them. Besides, they bear witness to our crazy moments." "Ugh! Whatever," she replied shyly.

She started getting dressed, saying as she did so, "I'll have all my friends invite you over to support you!" She looked at me in surprise and said, "Supporting you is fine, but not with the same kind of service." "Is this kind of service only for me?" I asked shyly. "Yes, this kind of service is only for you. No matter how much money someone else offers, I won't do it for them." I was immediately moved.

She finished dressing and said there were still twenty minutes left. She asked if I wanted to rest by myself or if she would stay with me for another twenty minutes. I chose to rest by myself, since my friend might be here soon. Before leaving, she asked for my phone and dialed a number for herself, telling me to call her "Third Sister." She said I could call her if I needed anything. She said she would keep all her stockings for me so we could go crazy at her place sometime.

I said, "Next time I'm going to wear stockings while I fuck your pussy." She shyly agreed. "Then you should prepare more stockings, preferably non-elastic suspender stockings or nylon stockings, and some soft ones too, otherwise your pussy won't be able to handle it!" "Ugh, I'll wait for your call," she said, giving my penis a sexy kiss before leaving.

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