A chance encounter with stockings during a massage 1

Author: zhw928
Word Count: 4500

I'm 26 years old, a stocking fetishist and a pervert. 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 ourselves and don't dare to have any improper 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. While I was
thinking this a masseuse in her mid-thirties suddenly came in. She had a very sexy figure, long black hair, and breasts that weren't large
but were almost bursting out of her white shirt. Her slender waist had no excess fat, and her full hips were covered by
a black mini-skirt, revealing her long, beautiful legs. A pair of black stiletto heels made her look particularly elegant.
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 kind 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 son'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 reach it 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 manipulating 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 manipulating 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, "Having a tubal ligation doesn't mean I'm a prostitute, does it?" 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 she made a lot of 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 slowly, as if she understood that men admired her stockings and her smooth, beautiful legs, and
that the way she wore stockings could arouse a man's desire. Then she started 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 . 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 around her vulva. She began to breathe deeply, her hands tightly gripping
my head, her legs uncontrollably arching upwards. At this moment, my head opened... I started moving downwards,
licking her belly with my tongue and sucking on her navel. Because I was worried about her private parts, I didn't lick them. By this time, she was already
burning with desire, her whole body writhing, and her vaginal fluids gushed out like a fountain. Then 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 was very 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 rolled over and let her be on top, and started sucking on my penis. I also used both hands to stroke...
I touched her beautiful legs in stockings. Since the stockings weren't fully on, the calves had already developed a sexy
crease from the twisting motion, which I found irresistible. So I asked her stockinged feet to tease me. She quickly changed
position, pulling the stockings down halfway, carefully wrapping my penis with the stockinged thighs, and then using her stockinged
feet to stroke me. Soon, my pre-ejaculate had soaked through the stockings, staining her pink feet. She
also rubbed her breasts with her hands, her pink vulva fully 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!" She wrapped her stockinged legs tightly around my waist, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck, her eyes
closed, licking her lips vigorously. Her gushing juices had already 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... hurry up and come in, my little sister
is so itchy... good little brother, hurry up and fuck me to death with your thick penis, ah... ah... I want it!" She began
to shout incoherently. "I'm going in now," I said, looking at her lewd expression and sexy stockings. I
slowly tore a small opening in the crotch of her ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings, so small that only my fingers could fit 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..." Seeing her expression of both pain and pleasure, I held my thick penis and
thrust it all the way in through the small hole in the ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings. Because the hole in the stockings was so small, it immediately tightened around
the base , and the suction of her uterus on the glans made me even more frenzied, thrusting forcefully. "Ah... my husband,
it feels so good, I'm about to go to heaven..." I looked at her lewd and blissful expression and began
to fuck her with nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. She also enjoyed it, shaking her hips vigorously to meet the in and out of my thick penis. After
a few more rounds, I helped her up, one foot on the ground, the other leg hooked up with my left hand, and inserted my penis.
"Little brother, ah...you...you...you're so good at this...ah...it feels so good..." I completely
ignored her feelings and thrust in and out forcefully and quickly. "Ah! I can't take it anymore...I'm going to...I've flown 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 fucking her wanton stockinged feet,
my juices mixed with hers, already soaking 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, they drive me crazy!" She used her
stockinged feet, dripping with her juices, to stroke my penis. "You're enjoying yourself now, but I'm not quite there yet! Look, I'm already working
on your stockinged feet." She leaned limply against my chest, starting to stroke them with her hand. "I don't feel anything
," I said unhappily. "Then what do you suggest?" I took off the stocking from her left leg, looped the
stocking it on my penis. She started laughing, using the stocking to stroke my large penis. "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 him onto the bed and, with the help of her vaginal fluids,
thrust in again. My left hand, through 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, my mouth filled with
the slightly salty stocking of her left foot, already soaked with her juices, and began to thrust forcefully. "Ah... my little
darling ... fucking me so wildly again... ah... I can't take it anymore... fuck my stocking harder!" Hearing
her lascivious cries, I felt extremely comfortable, and after a few hundred more thrusts, "I'm going to cum..." I said, panting heavily.
"Come on... ah... my little darling... cum as much as you want, cum all into my womb... I
love your big penis... I love your hot semen..." As she spoke, I increased the speed of my thrusts, and finally
thrust all the way in, my ejaculation released, and like a lost soul, I shot all my semen into her womb. 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 covered in stockings. She carefully lay down on my chest, happily stroking my penis. "It's really amazing
!" I said, "It's all thanks to your sexy stockings!"

After about five minutes, she took off the 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 the stockings onto my stomach. Holding the stockings completely soaked with 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 wearing such sexy stockings, everyone would want them.
Besides witness to our crazy moments." "Ugh! Whatever you want," she replied shyly.

She started getting dressed, saying as she did so, "I'll have all my friends invite you over next time,
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 touched. After

she finished dressing, she said there were still twenty minutes left, asking if I wanted to rest or if she would stay with me for another twenty
minutes. I chose to rest, thinking my friend might be here soon. Before leaving, she asked for my phone and
dialed a number for me, telling me to call her "Third Sister," and that I could call her if I needed anything.
She said she would keep all her stockings for me, and we could go crazy at her place sometime. I said, "Next time, I'm going to wear
stockings and fuck your little sister." She shyly agreed, "Then you should prepare more stockings in the future, preferably non-
elastic suspender stockings or nylon stockings, and some soft ones too, otherwise your little hole
won't be able to handle it!" "Ugh, I'll wait for your call," she said, giving my penis a sexy kiss before leaving.
I picked up the stockings, recalling the crazy scene from earlier, and drifted off to sleep…

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