Nylon Conquest Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Nylon Conquest Ch. 01

... me.

Larissa stood and my eyes were level with her knees and lower thighs. She put a hand on the mattress beside my waist, and slid the black Louboutin off her left foot and gently placed it on my left shoulder, just so that I could turn my head and smell the inside of the shoe where her stocking foot had just been. She repeated with her right foot and placed it on my other shoulder. I was now surrounded in her foot pheromones, which I can attest, are pretty damn intoxicating.

My wife was wearing a dress, cut conservatively (for Larissa) about four inches above the knee. She reached down to the hem of the dress and pulled it up to expose the tops of her stockings. One by one, taking her time to show me every detail, she unfastened those little garters. Each one popped off and fell loosely below the top of her stocking as she moved on to the next one. I put my near hand around her leg and ran it slowly up and down her calf, loving the feel of her silky skin. Electricity coursed through my hand and directly to my loins where my cock ached to be touched and caressed.

"That's one, my sweet," Larissa said as her left stocking was now free of its bonds. She turned then and put her right knee on the bed so close that I could nuzzle it if I wanted, but I was too transfixed by what she was doing with her stockings. Just inches from my face, Larissa began to loosen the right stocking from its clips until it too was free.

"Come lover, help me here," she said. "Help me get ...

... these off." I carefully reached over and slid both hands up the proffered left thigh, slowly and sensuously feeling every bit of Larissa and her stockings, up the lean muscular length of her fabulous thigh until my fingers reached the top of her stocking. I curled them around the lacy fabric and felt the silky nylon of the oil gloss pantyhose below. She was layering today. So sexy.

This made getting the stocking off her foot so much easier and more enjoyable. Smoothly and gently, the near frictionless silk upon silk slid down thirty-eight inches of glorious leg to her foot. I pinched the mesh about her toes and gave a gentle pull, and the silk stocking swished off in one smooth motion. "Mmmm, sweet Lilith." she said. "That was nice. I'm going to have you undress me more often. I just about came right there." She lowered her leg and placed her other foot on the other side of my form, so her thigh was directly above me. "Try again. Second time's a charm."

I took more time with her right leg. I used every tactile advantage I had gained since my operation to sense where to touch her and how. I massaged her upper thigh just below her pussy, which I could sense was throbbing in lust. Through my ultra-sensitive fingers, I could tell she was ready. I separated my hands and turning one to each inner thigh, I gently caressed and massaged her silk clad skin, kneading the muscles ever so carefully. My fingers sensed electricity there, deep within her, building with each caress. When I ...