I didn’t become CEO of this company by letting people walk all over me. No, I’m the one who does the walking here, and you, my naive little interviewee, are going to be the road I tread on. Nibble on my hose and suck my toes, you front-desk peon. You like it when I rub my soles on your cock don’t you? Well don’t get used to it. If you want to last in this company, you’re going to have to make me happy. And maybe if you do a good job, you’ll get a pair of my worn stockings for your Christmas bonus. But for now, fuck my pussy and smell my toes, your boss lady is fucking horny.
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I can’t tell you my name because I promised not to, but I can say that I’m a 20-year-old, single, and currently unemployed. I live in a small town where everybody knows everybody else. If anyone found out about the fact that I love legs as much as I do, well, it would be all over this tiny town in a heartbeat. I don’t want to be considered the town freak. People don’t have leg fetishes here. At least not like I do. I know that I am pretty much the odd man out.
But enough about this stinking town. Let’s talk about the best thing ever. To me, the sexiest part of a woman’s body are her legs and her tight, round ass. Whenever I see a lady with long, thick, toned legs, my penis gets stiff instantly and starts throbbing and then I have to masturbate as soon as I can.
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“I feel your eyes on my legs and I want to put them on display for your perusal. I want you to crawl under my desk and touch me. Run your tongue up and down my thighs until you can smell my pussy juices through my panties. Remove my shoes and massage my feet until my toes curl with pleasure. Then, I want you to pull me under there with you and have your way with me on the floor.”
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“Do you like my furry boots? They keep my beautiful legs nice and toasty, but don’t be fooled…my heart is made of ice. That means I have no use for you other than to be my sexual slave. Have you been a good boy this year, or have you been a naughty pig? I think you’ve been a little of both so I’ve decided to punish you first and then, perhaps, I’ll give you a little reward. I want you to get nice and hard. Touch your cock right now you filthy animal! Good. That feels good doesn’t it? Now I want you to sit on your hands and watch me. You cannot touch your cock again. If you do, I will come over there and trample it. This is about my satisfaction, not yours. Watch as I pose and prance and then rip the gusset out of my hose and plunder and ravish my tight pussy with this huge plastic cock. I have to fuck myself with this dildo because obviously you can’t satisfy me the way I need to be satisfied. If you
follow all my instructions, then once I’m done soaking these used hose with my musky juices, I am going to come over there and shove them in your mouth and let you keep them. Isn’t that nice of me? That’s right, it is. Merry Christmas you sniveling little boy.”
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One day while I was undressing I heard rustling noises and muffled groans outside my window,” says saucy Sasha Martin, “I knew right away it was the filthy construction workers that had been gawking at me for weeks outside my apartment. They’d spent a lot of time looking at my smooth, bare legs in a skirt and I bet their little dicks got hard. Luckily for them I was too horny to be mad at the fact that they were spying on me. I made sure they got a peek up my skirt and at my pussy lips before I slid it off and pranced around the room barefoot. The cool wood under my soles and the prying eyes watching my naked legs got me really hot. I bet all of those sick perverts pounded their pathetic puds to me and the thought of it made me moist with satisfaction.
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She was tying her toe shoes, just like she did before every practice, wrapping the long, silky ribbons around her delicate ankles and winding them, carefully, delicately, up each shapely, nylon-lacquered calf with deftness. It was almost like a ceremony that seemed plucked from some ancient culture–it seemed that ritualistic.
And watching her perform this routine had become my ritual and practically an obsession.
Tessa’s feet were something of the divine and those shiny, pale pink toe shoes were like two lovely vaults that encased them perfectly and kept them safe. Those two enchanted slippers that turned them from mere biological perfection–heels to arches, ankles to each creamy, perfect toe–into something elfin and magical that allowed her to leap and flit and be graceful and slowly erotic. She became a beautiful hummingbird. She became a delicate nymph from a fairy tale, carried by an unseen-yet-thoroughly-mastered force across the floor by the jewels at the ends of her long, slender legs. I flt as if I could watch her forever, even if it was just this lacing of her shoes. It was enough for me to witness just that small, intimate moment of her alone with her laces.
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“Men absolutely love my legs. I never understood the appeal of thicker legs until I began having an affair with my college professor a few years ago. He would ask me to clamp my legs around him really hard while we were having sex. Eventually, he asked me to lock my legs around his face and squeeze while he jerked off. That gave me a sense of power, and I liked that.”
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Natalie Minx isn’t your traditional nylon-wearing seductress. This tattooed sex kitten gets off on squeezing her lengthy legs into skin-tight latex. Watch her lube up her toes and gams as she works her way into a pair of slick, black latex stockings. Once her stilettos are on and her pussy’s wet she’s ready to dominate your raging hard-on. Natalie’s brown eyes pierce yours with authoritative mirth as she penetrates her slit and licks her toes. Resistance is futile.
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“Do you hear that, foot-boy? That’s the sound of my latex stockings rubbing together. They should be easy to hear from down there, where you belong, cowering at my feet. And wouldn’t you love for me to shove my latex-covered toes in your slutty, little mouth? I think that a groveling girly boy like you could probably fit both of my feet in your mouth at the same time. You’d love that, wouldn’t you? My feet stretching your mouth wide is your sickest fantasy, I’m sure. And don’t think I don’t see you trying to rub that pathetic excuse for a cock, because I do. But you better not even think of cumming. Not one drop. We both know the rules, and they clearly put me in charge. Don’t you think I know I can make your little cock drizzle whenever I want? I just don’t want you to, yet. And don’t look so eager…I may not let you cum at all.”
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I saw this chick at a party. She was wearing a sexy, skin-tight black dress at the time and lacey, elastic top, stay-up stockings and a skimpy, little g-string. On her feet she had the highest stilettos I’ve ever seen. This guy she was with couldn’t keep his hands off her legs, running his fingers all over the silk stockings even down to her ankles where his fingers played with the straps of her shoes.
He obviously had some sort of shoe and stocking fetish. I’d never known the real attraction, I mean, I loved to run my hands over a woman’s
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