Discovered

“Here, I got his phone,” Jenny said, unlocking it with the PIN she had watched him use before. She opened the image gallery app.

“Oh wow,” Sarah breathed, her eyes dancing over the pictures, all of which had a similar theme. “So your roommate really is into pantyhose and feet, huh?”

“You think?” Jenny said with a laugh, swiping through the posed models and candid pics of women in varying colors of pantyhose.

“So you think he’ll pay a little more attention to us today?” Sarah asked, spreading her toes and feeling the dark reinforcement of her tan pantyhose stretch between them.

“I think so,” Jenny answered and wiggled her own toes in her opaque black tights.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door behind them and they turned to look at Jenny’s roommate peeking his head around the corner. “Hey, sorry to bother you, but have you seen my ph… phuh…” he trailed off as his eyes locked onto both sets of nylon-covered legs and feet.

The two ladies looked at each other and smirked. The fun was about to begin.

Red Hot Encounter

You find it very difficult to choose which feature to focus on – her silky smooth skin, her glossy red hair, her sparkling green eyes, or her wiggling toes wrapped in sheer red pantyhose. She laughs at your indecision, and even her laugh is amazing. Then, impatient with your hesitation, she beckons you over and takes charge.

A Learning Experience

I mean, I guess you can… “worship” my feet if you want. I don’t care, it’s just surprising, that’s all. Here, let me get these pantyhose off first, though. I’ve been wearing them all day.

What? You like pantyhose? Really? Even if they’re ripped up and smelly?! Are you sure? No, no, wait..!

OH! I guess you do like them! Oh wow… I didn’t think… gasp Your tongue actually feels… really, really good. Mmm… Would you… would you suck my toes, too?

Afterwards

All night long the only thing he could think about was how amazing her stocking feet would smell after being in those leather goth boots and dancing for hours. He couldn’t believe it when they got home and she asked for a foot rub. After catching on to how much he was enjoying it, she made her way into the bedroom and gave him a look that said she wanted more.

Silence is Golden

When she offers up those wrinkled soles and that innocently pleading stare, no words are necessary. You just push your nose into the nylon gathered between her toes and and let your lips do something other than talking.

Office Etiquette

She wasn’t sure how it happened. One minute she was there for a job interview, the next minute she was stripped down and holding the interviewer’s pantyhose-covered feet in her hands. She wasn’t sure if she had gotten the job, but it didn’t matter – she just wanted to worship those feet.

It’s What’s Underneath That Matters

There’s nothing so much like the look on a fetishist’s face when I reveal my nylon feet. The secret hiding beneath my jeans and in my shoes is suddenly out in the open, and I can tell immediately who has a “thing” for such secrets. I wiggle my toes, making the dark reinforcement dance and wrinkle, and there it is – a pair of eyes that can’t look away. I see you.

She’s Got It Covered

She languidly writhed on the bed, her nylon-encased limbs stretching and wrinkling the fabric with each movement. Rasping sounds filled the room as she rubbed one leg against another, and a hand over her chest. She cast a smoldering look at him, and even from across the room he could feel the warmth of it. He wanted to add his own heat to the fire, but like a good boy he stayed where he was, just as she told him to. The show was worth the wait, though.

Get To It

She stares at you with those piercing green eyes and gives you a smirk. You break your gaze with her and study the wrinkles in her soles and her nylons. “Well,” she says impatiently, “What are you waiting for? These feet ain’t gonna worship themselves.”

A Helpful Partner

He entered the living room with a sigh; it had been a rough day. But the sight that greeted him made everything better. His wife glanced over her shoulder and grinned, then hiked up her yellow sundress to expose her shiny pantyhose-covered legs. With a grin of his own, he kneeled in front of those soft soles and forgot about his day.