[Fetish][Enjoying my girlfriend's stockings together]

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My darling loves to dress up, especially when we're together. A woman dresses up for the one she loves, right? But
after we got together, she realized that what I was really drawn to were her smooth, shapely legs,

especially beautiful and alluring in stockings.

It was a warm afternoon in early autumn, and we were walking together on a pedestrian shopping street in the city center. She was wearing
a black mid-length sleeveless top and a short skirt, with black and white leather wedge heels, revealing those tender legs I'd been
fantasizing about encased in black mid-calf stockings

. Holding her hand, I could feel the sweat. I wondered if her little feet
were sweating inside those leather shoes too—they must smell delicious. But

when we reached a bench, she sat down, so cooperative!

She kicked off her shoes and hooked her toes on them, letting her feet relax. I saw her alluring little feet
finally revealed, and I felt a surge of excitement. I felt a slightly damp scent rise up, and I secretly deepened my breath,
wanting to feel my darling's captivating... My breath then pulled the little girl close, wanting to rub her feet. She

immediately pulled back, a little embarrassed. "Haha, it's okay, I know I like your little feet," she
laughed, putting her feet back into her shoes. "

You only know how to look at my feet, you don't even see how tired I am from walking all this time without buying anything," she said. "

My heart is itching so much! Let's look around some more, maybe we'll find something! If we do, I have to kiss you when we get back!" she
laughed again. "No way! I feel like I've sweated a lot, I must smell a bit." Her words made me unsure how to move. "
It's okay, I like it, I don't care if I don't smell good,"

I said, pulling her towards the mall across the street.

With that motivation, we quickly went home carrying our bags.

I carried her in, and she leaned on me, one hand holding her spoils, the other her shoes.
"Wow, I'm so close to those shoes! I can smell the mixed scent of stockings and leather, and the unique
scent of a woman, faint and elusive. If you try to smell it, you can't, but if you don't, it's playing hide-and-seek around your nose, making my heart
flutter I was so excited I kept looking into her shoes. There were traces of her feet, probably from sweat.
The color of the shoes was darker on the heels and balls of her feet. I couldn't resist the smell and

sight any longer. When I got home, I went straight to the bed, threw her on it, and pounced
on

She cried out but didn't resist. What can I do when I love someone?

I lifted her feet, took a deep breath, and felt a real sensation. There was
a slightly sour smell, a leather smell, and her own scent. I licked them; they were like black sprites. She was probably
tickled; her toes kept opening and closing. I put them all in my mouth—soft, salty,
and with that unique smell of stockings. It felt so wonderful…

Is it really that good? You've been exercising all day, don't you mind? Haha, I'm so embarrassed

by your kiss! Baby, you're so generous to admit you smell, haha.

Of course, people who wear stockings will smell. My girlfriends even compare how they smell when they come back from outings, she muttered.

This is such a wonderful exchange! Adding to the joy, I was even more excited. It was a wonderful combination!

I quickly pulled off one of her

stockings, saying, "Smell it, baby." I placed the limp black stocking next to her face. She turned her head and said, "No way! Unlike you, I don't have a stocking fetish,
it smells bad !"

I got even more excited, haha. I grabbed both of her little hands with one hand and held her stocking to her
nose She excitedly laughed and resisted, but it was no use; she still smelled it. I was happy too, so I
moved down and, while she was speaking again, stuffed it into her mouth. I heard her say, "You bad boy, don't smell it! You… Waaah…"

Haha, now my baby was like me. I pressed my face against hers, kissing her and her stocking. Then,
everything that was supposed to happen happened. It felt so satisfying. She didn't seem particularly opposed, just
a little strange, but how could we be embarrassed about something like this in the bedroom? It was part of the fun, wasn't it?

I'm sharing my happiness with everyone here, haha.

I love her so much. We're going to see each other again. I'm so excited and happy!

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