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I was, by any measure, a successful man. Finance director at a Fortune 500 company, fast car, beautiful wife, gorgeous home in an affluent part of town. I had it all, yet I threw it all away and became a sissy bitch with barely a second thought. And it all started with Cally.
Cally owned my world and she didn't even know it. She was one of the P.A.s from across the hall. She worked for Hunter Chesterton, if I remember correctly, though it scarcely matters now. All that is important is that from the first moment I saw her, I knew that I adored her and couldn't get her out of my mind.
She was younger than most of the department, with long dark hair and a figure that just wouldn't quit. But what captivated me the most about her was the way she dressed. The frumpy pantsuits and low heels that her colleagues wore were not Cally's style. Instead, she preferred tight pencil skirts with spiked stilettos and pantyhose, always pantyhose. Mostly sheer, sometimes black, sometimes suntan, sometimes delicate pale flesh-tones. Every day different form the last, but she never deviated from showing off her stunning legs in such provocative fashion.
She became an obsession for me. I took to hanging around our shared kitchen area, aching for a look at her, wondering what today would bring - would it be simple tan? Polka dot black? Or something exotic? Soon, all I could think about was Cally and her unstoppable legs. I began to live for glimpses of them, relishing the way my cock stirred in my pants whenever I saw her, craving those delicious moments in the cafeteria when I caught her absentmindedly dangling her shoe from her foot - oh, to see that precious sole and those dancing toes for just a few moments! I'd spend the rest of the day unable to concentrate on anything until I'd raced to the executive bathroom and nervously jerked off into my hand, thoughts awash with images those delicate feet; how they looked, how they'd taste, how they'd smell.
And then, one day, everything changed.
She was waiting for me when I returned from lunch, leaning against the desk in my office as though it belonged to her. Little did I know back then, but it already did.
"Cally," I stammered, totally taken aback. "This is a surprise. Can I help you with something?"
She hopped up to sit on the desk and smirked, crossing her legs and leaning back. She was wearing nude nylons, I noticed distantly, and some pretty heels with a white strap across the top of her foot and her ankle. Her skirt was short and her satin blouse tight, as always.
"I think it's time we talked, Mr. Clarke," she purred, barely a whisper. Her eyes flicked up and down my body and I felt uncomfortably scrutinized. "Shut the door behind you, please," she added.
Without thinking, I closed the door. I hadn't even questioned the order.
"Wh-what is this about?" I asked nervously. What was wrong with me? I normally had no trouble dealing with staffing issues, but this... Just the mere presence of her was making me feel weak and pitiful. With a wave of self-disgust, I thought about all of the time I'd spent jacking off over her in the bathroom upstairs. Did she know about that? I shuddered. Then I realized, to my embarrassment, that my cock was becoming hard.
She reached down and laid her hand on her thigh, stroking up and down her nylon covered leg. Then she smiled at me, a pleasant, sinister smile that made my blood run cold. Her eyes fell to the growing bulge in my pants and her smile grew.
"I've seen you looking at me," she purred, then pushed the chair towards me. "At my body... at my legs," she added and touched her finger to her lower lip. "Sit down, please," she said suddenly. It wasn't a request.
I moved across the room and sat down in the chair. Why was I allowing this to happen? How could I not?
"I'm not sure I know what you're talking about," I moaned pitifully, thinking about my wife with a guilty flush. My eyes glanced down at Cally's legs and lingered there for a second. She smirked.
"Oh come now, we both know what you are," she said. "You're a naughty boy." She spoke with the same tone you would use when scolding a c***d.
I glanced down again, unable to help myself. I gazed at her raised foot, bobbing up and down as she lifted her leg.
She smiled as if realizing something for the first time. "Oh! You're a foot freak aren't you?" she squealed, clapping her hands together. "A dirty fucking pervert! I've read about old men like you on the internet, you're disgusting!" she laughed.
I felt my face burning. "I don't know what you're talking about!" I protested, feeling the last hint of futile resistance fading from me. My cock was throbbing in my pants, an iron hard bulge pushing against the tailored fabric of my trousers.
"You don't?" she purred coquetishly. Her pretty face took on a butter-wouldn't-melt expression of pure innocence. She sucked on her finger. "So, if I said you could take off my shoe, you wouldn't want to?" she said, lifting her leg, holding her foot out towards me.
My head was buzzing, I felt as though I was on fire. I could scarcely believe that this was happening. What if someone came in? Why wasn't I able to get control? I gazed down at her bobbing foot. I could smell her, she was that close. An intense aroma of perfume. I could see the soft curve of her arch in her shoe. It was hypnotic.
Without thinking, I reached up and moved my hand to her, unable to think of anything else. With a gasp, she pulled away from me and my cock sang out in frustration.
"Uh-uh!" she scolded, "you need to say 'please' first."
She was playing with me and I knew it, yet I wanted to touch her so badly.
"P-please," I stammered, gazing up at her, feeling wretched and weak, painfully small before this statuesque beauty.
"Please, what?"
"Please, may I," I began, "please, may I take off your shoe?"
"Please mistress," she whispered with a smile.
I sat up straight, intending to end this right now. It was beyond a joke, beyond an insult. She was way out of line. I was her boss, and old enough to be her father to boot. I sat up straight and opened my mouth to tell her to leave.
"Please, mistress, may I take off your shoe?" I said instead.
She smiled and both of us knew that she had won. She lifted her foot and I took it in my trembling hands, then moved to unbuckle the strap, struggling with nervous fingers. Suddenly, all that mattered was unwrapping this forbidden gift. I became fixated by it. Her tiny foot looked so delicate in my enormous hands. Yet why did I feel so small, so pathetic?
With a sigh, I slid off her heel and set it down on the desk beside her. She stretched her foot, flexing her toes back and forth, pulling at the pale nylon in a most hypnotic way. Then she lowered her naked foot and lifted the other, gazing at me expectantly.
I knew, without thinking, what was expected of me. How easily we fall into our new roles, I thought disbelievingly.
"Please, mistress, may I remove your shoe?" I asked quietly, lowering my gaze.
She nodded, and I repeated the ritual, setting her heel down beside the other, captivated anew by the sight of her dancing toes. I wanted to reach out, to touch her, to caress her, but I knew that I must not. Not until Mistress asked me to.
"Would you like to" - she paused, as though thinking - "would you like to smell them?"
With a horrible sinking feeling, I realized that I wanted that more than anything in the world. Every sordid, hidden act of self-manipulation, every dirty, inappropriate thought, every stolen glance, all had led to this moment. I hated myself. I'd never felt so horny.
I nodded, lowering my gaze. "Mistress, may I smell your foot?" I said, shame gripping me like a vice, cock throbbing and hard. My balls felt like hand grenades, pent up energy yearning to be unleashed.
"Please do," she breathed, but I barely heard her. I was already halfway to her foot.
I gripped her gently around the ankle, fighting the a****l within that wanted to control me. I knew that I had to pay her the respect she deserved. My mistress.
I lifted her foot and held it before me, studying the endlessly captivating wrinkles of her sole. She flexed her toes back impatiently and I gasped. My entire body was pulsing with anticipation, my cock felt like molten iron. I leaned forward and touched her to my face, feeling her soft nylon sole on my stubble, burying my nose behind her toes. I breathed in, long and deep, sucking her scent into me until I felt as though I might faint. She smelled rich and bold, a hot stink of day old sweat and floral perfume and shoe leather. It was intoxicating, unbearable. I breathed in again, eager for more, feeling my pulse pounding in my temple, feeling sweat rising on my back, soaking my shirt.
I pulled back and kissed her sole, feeling the warm softness of her on my lips. Then she kicked out and slapped me with her toes, making me cry out in pain.
"Suck my toes, you disgusting pervert," she said with a sudden shout.
I nodded, feeling hot with shame. I stuttered an apology, then I wrapped my mouth around her toes, sucking and licking and tasting her like the finest ambrosia.
Suddenly, I felt a presence on my crotch, pressing on my aching cock. I glanced down, pausing briefly on her toes. Cally had moved her other foot onto my lap and was rolling my cock around with her heel. I grunted with surprise and pain and pure pleasure.
"Stop fucking looking and get fucking sucking, worm!" she cried out suddenly and pushed her foot down, crushing my cock and balls and making me moan. Without hesitation, I turned back to her foot and began to suck again. I could feel warm tears in my eyes, spilling down my cheeks. I felt sick and humiliated, like the lowest form of life, dominated by this young girl as if I was nothing. But I felt something else, something more intense than every other emotion I was feeling at that moment. I felt pleasure, lust, an aching desire to be treated like this. My balls throbbed with a dull beat, my cock felt impossibly hard.
I began to lap at her toes, soaking her pantyhose with my mouth and my tears. All the while, she moved her other foot up and down, stroking my rod through the thin material of my pants. I felt myself beginning to lose control as she moved, mind surrendering to the rhythmic motion of her toes and heel. I peppered her foot with kisses, unable to make eye contact with her, feeling disgusted with myself with every quickening pant. Faster and faster she moved, pressing down hard, pain mingling with pleasure as I felt a surging force building inside me.
Then, without warning, my cock exploded in my pants. A white hot sense of pulsing release filled my body. I doubled over, still holding her foot in my hands, my mouth still pressed against her sole. A hot warmth spread outwards, making my skin sticky and damp. A white hot storm raged in my mind as my cock spat its load into my shorts, once, twice, three times. Finally, it was over and I glimpsed up at her, finding her smiling at me with amused delight. My vision swam, my pants were drenched and warm.
"You're disgusting, you know that?" she said with obvious disdain.
She hopped down off the desk, still peering at me as I cowered before her. Then she hitched her skirt up around her waist and slowly, carefully, began to roll down her pantyhose, gathering them in her hands. She sighed, holding the hosiery before her and I watched with morbid fascination, unsure what she was going to do, fearing and craving whatever it was in equal measure.
She stepped over to me and dropped the pantyhose on my lap, shaking her head. "If you love my pantyhose so much," she began, "then you can wear them. I want you to come to work in these tomorrow."
"But, I..."
"Did I say you could talk, worm?" she spat, then reached over and took hold of her shoes, bending to put them on her now naked feet. "I'll see you tomorrow at the same time, don't disappoint me," she added with a serious look.
Then she left, striding across the room looking like a goddess through my tear filled eyes.
I glanced down at the damp pantyhose, bunched up on my lap.
I'd never felt so pathetic in my entire life. I'd never felt so alive.

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To my amazement, he wrote back, “That would be awesome!” I hesitated a minute or two…I thought of all the things that could go wrong. Did I really want to go through with this? I’m not gay and I do not find men attractive (unless they are wearing pantyhose). After a few minutes, I gathered myself and typed: “maybe someday…” and with that we both jerked off in our pantyhose and logged off. The next few days I could not stop thinking about what we discussed. Every time I thought about it, I was...

1 year ago
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The Pantyhose Stalker

Part One Michele Bouvier sat in the carriage of the subway train pretending that she was engrossed in her notebook computer. She was in fact very aware that she and the man sitting a little further down the carriage were alone in the rattling subway car. The man had been staring at her throughout the journey and she was very nervous. Michele didn't normally use the subway and never used it late at night. This morning her car had failed to start and her husband couldn't get it going for her. He...

2 years ago
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Mother in law pantyhose

Mother-in-Law in PantyhoseMy wife's mother is a beautiful lady. Ever since I met her, we would flirt lightly with each other, many times right in front of my wife. My Mother in-law also is in a position at her work that requires her to dress very classy. She wears pantyhose nearly everyday and I often wondered if she had some sort of fetish for pantyhose, since she often talked about them.My...

3 years ago
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My first pair of pantyhose

I was in the sixth grade and had always wanted to try a pair of pantyhose on. My mom never ever wore pantyhose or knee hi's. I had been wearing her nylon panties and lingerie for at least 6 years prior. I yearned to try on womens hosiery for so long. Playing with myself looking at department store catalogs hosiery section. My grandmother had collected them for years. So i would borrow a few when I went over to her house. Evevryday after school my friends and I would play video games at the...

4 years ago
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Pantyhose cousins house not what u think

Well it started out like allot of pantyhose wearers first times.  It was when I was young I first tried on my mom's pantyhose.  I went into the bathroom and found a pair of my mom's pantyhose in the trash can.  They were some tan colored pair of hose.  I took my pajama's bottoms off and slipped the hose on over my underwear.  They felt so good going on.  I went into the living room and sat on the couch and was watching some cartoons rubbing my legs loving how the nylon felt on my legs.  After a...

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3 years ago
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Holiday Spa Pantyhose Play

Several years ago, not long after having joined the Holiday Spa Fitness Center I had an erotic pantyhose encounter. I was just 19 at the time. As a life-long pantyhose wearer I wear pantyhose nearly every day and always under my trousers to work. My schedule for working out was every Monday, Wednesday and Friday immediately after work. When I would enter the men’s locker room I would look around for a discreet space to change. I would pull off my shoes and pull my shirt tails out. Next, I...

3 years ago
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Pantyhose

Pantyhose: It had been another routine early September day in my dead end job when I went out for my lunch break. There were some light clouds high up but not the sort of clouds (cumulonimbus) that the Celts used to say would fall on your head. That's it, they were Cirrus clouds. The news had been about some poor man being murdered for trying to prevent some other man from stealing his motorcycle. He was about the same age as me, right in the demographic of being most at risk of...

3 years ago
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From Soccer Mom to my Pantyhose Slut Part II

Lori was no longer the shy timid soccer mom I had first met. She was my pantyhose slut. All those missed years of pent up sexual frustration had made her wild in bed and eager to explore. I had bought her a life like dildo with balls that we could stick to the wall or a head board so that when I was fucking her she could suck my “second cock”. I would also fuck her with it while she sucked my cock. We also started to use video. I did her masturbating then us fucking and us role playing. In...

2 years ago
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Development of a pantyhose fetish

As I write these anecdotes, they will more than likely jump around a little bit since I’m now in my mid 40’s and this is going to be stories from my adolescence where a pantyhose fetishist was absolutely bombarded with womens’ feet and legs in pantyhose literally everywhere. My last story gave a little back story and also the story of my first orgasm. No, it wasn’t just my first ejaculation in pantyhose; it was my first orgasm period, so how could I not connect the two?Well I spent most of my...

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PANTYHOSE ENCOUNTER AT THE OFFICE PART 1

PANTYHOSE ENCOUNTER AT THE OFFICE – PART 1A few years ago I was hired as a personal assistant for an executive at an engineering firm. He frequently traveled which left me with a lot of “free” time in the office. When he was in the office he kept me busy so it all balanced out. Anyway, his department was staffed almost entirely by men and younger men at that. Ironically, there were only two guys who I had the slightest bit of interest in. One was a very friendly guy who was a year or two older...

4 years ago
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The Power of Pantyhose

Any man or woman for that matter who has a pantyhose fetish certainly knows that there is a power in pantyhose that is hard to explain. I know this even though, I am a woman of a mere 32 years of age. But I'm married to a man who absolutely adores me and all women in pantyhose. His fetish is so strong that even a man in pantyhose is appealing to him. He's 33 and has been a life long admirer and wearer of pantyhose. Until I met him, pantyhose was just something that women and girls wore, there...

4 years ago
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Marine fucks a nylon pantyhose wearing bottom

Several Christmases ago my mom’s sister hosted a large Christmas Day gathering at her home. She had invited all of my aunts, uncles and cousins as well as my grandparents on mom’s side of the family. In addition, she had invited some whom she knew would be alone. One of those people was my slightly older cousin Rick’s friend. Rick just happened to be a Marine stationed in North Carolina and he had a friend who would have stayed on base for Christmas had he not been invited somewhere.Dinner was...

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Pantyhose Part 3

Pantyhose part 3: As I slept I dreamt that my name was Brad Majors and I had a fianc?e called Janet Weiss. I had found myself on a stage with her, my pantyhose and some other people. In my dream I was wearing a corset and elbow length gloves and had a feather boa draped over my shoulders. I was also wearing makeup and heels. I did not know what was going on. I felt sexy and vulnerable in the clothes and make up. Yes, I was male again although I was still wearing women's u...

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Pantyhose in the Mens Room at the Shopping M

I did some Christmas shopping on black Friday at a very large Mall. It has been as cold as a witch’s heart the past two days so I knew I would absolutely wear pantyhose out. I didn't want to wear a heavy jacket because the Mall would probably be hot so I wore an undershirt underneath a flannel shirt and heavy denim jeans with Sperry Topsiders. Under my jeans I wore two pair of coffee colored ultra sheer pantyhose. I decided to go with two pair of ultras instead of a heavier denier because I...

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Pantyhose Fantasy Comes True part 1

This is a true account of my first ever encounters with another man in pantyhose. As a young boy, I was like most other mid-teen curious boys regarding sexuality. I was always fascinated by sexy pictures of beautiful women, scantily dressed and wearing silky hosiery. This was bolstered by at least two female school teachers during my lifetime that wore short skirts and pantyhose nearly every day. Oftentimes I would get a quick glance up their skirts making it well worth the effort to get to...

2 years ago
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Swiping worn pantyhose and dirty panties

This story is how I began swiping dirty panties and worn pantyhose from women’s laundry hamper in the seventh gradethis started probably eight months after I started wearing pantyhose in the 7th grade. The last few months I had been very sly. I would sneak into my friends moms panty drawers and rummage through their panties and pantyhose. I would usually only take 1 pair of each. But sometimes I took more. I had a few friends who’s mothers would wear pantyhose. Between buying my own pantyhose...

3 years ago
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Pantyhose Town

This story takes a bit to get to the action, so just go with it during the setup.Imagine if you will, a society that did not regard sex as negatively as yours does. Abstinence only sex education was laughed at and teen pregnancies rarely occurred. Stores that openly sold lingerie, sexual stimulants and toys were found in every town and city across America. How you dress didn't label you a tease, slut, whore, or any of the other terms you might use. Rarely did anyone complain about lingerie...

2 years ago
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Pantyhose Addict

Pantyhose Addict By Cindy Johnson [email protected] Even though it was going to be a hot July day I still enjoyed wearing my pantyhose. Ever since my wife Janet caught me in a pair of hers three years ago I have worn them everyday without objection. They still feel wonderful when I roll them up my smooth legs and even better under a pair of jeans or in a skirt. I honestly have to say I have never grown tired of wearing them. The silkiness of the nylons against...

3 years ago
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Granny Pantyhose Power

I'd come home early from work and was looking forward to relaxing. I work hard in real estate, harder than most women half my age. At 67, I'm driven to succeed, so determined I've earned the nickname of "Barracuda" for my hard-nosed ways. I may be a senior citizen, but hardly look it, a lithe 130 pounds on strong, five-foot-seven frame, muscular in the legs from years of running and taking care of myself.I went inside and noticed my bedroom door ajar, which was odd since I always closed it. I...

3 years ago
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From Soccer Mom to my Pantyhose Slut

This is my first post here on the site so let me start with a little about me. I am a 45 yr old man and i have had a pantyhose fetish for as long as i can remember. In fact my first pantyhose experience took place when I was too young to understand what I was feeling. It was very innocent I was horsing around with my aunt and I tickled her feet which happened to be covered with pantyhose. Over the years I have always been turned on by women in pantyhose. Teachers in school, friends mother's ....

3 years ago
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A fantasy in pantyhose

I always go out to the same bar on thursdays. The women are hot and long legged and they always wear pantyhose. Like usual, I dress in jeans, collared shirt and a jacket, deck shoes or dress shoes. Underneath, pantyhose. Always sheer to waist, no underwear and always nude. My jeans are long enough that no one can notice I'm in nylons under my jeans. That thursday was no different and I headed out after coming home from work and changing.At the bar, I try to get a corner seat not far from the...

2 years ago
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Pantyhose 2

Pantyhose part 2: So have you ever heard anything so strange as my story? I was standing in my bedroom wearing panties and nail polish for the first time in my life. And I was not wearing anything else. My panties had appeared as I rolled a pair of magic pantyhose up my legs and at the same time all my hair had been removed from my legs and nail polish had appeared on my toes. Not only that but my hips and backside now looked like a woman's hips and backside. I was becoming...

2 years ago
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My Summer in Pantyhose Chapter 18

Chapter 18 Jamie emerged from the shower and noticed how smooth his freshly shaved legs looked and felt as he toweled them dry. All day he had been on edge with anticipation. He wanted to call Megan or send email or IM her but he managed to avoid the temptation. He didn't want to be a bother, but he had this strange fear that she would forget about the cookout and they would arrive at her house to find her out with her friends. "Jamie," called his mother, "I put your clothes on your...

2 years ago
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Story that pantyhose healed virgin boy Part 1

Story that pantyhose healed virgin boyThe motivation and environment for men to become pantyhose fetishes are likely to be raised in environments where mothers and sisters are the main players.There must be a home environment where nylon underwear and lingerie such as pantyhose are abundant in the house.Whatever men may experience, especially during puberty, are engulfed in their brains and change not only behaviors, but also their thoughts.As boys grow older, they become more interested in...

4 years ago
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JESSIES PANTYHOSE

PLAYING WITH JESSIE'S OLD PANTYHOSEWhen I was a boy my parents were close friends with a Male/Female couple. Jessie wore pantyhose all the time. I was absolutely convinced her boyfriend, my “Uncle” Courtney, had a pantyhose fetish and that she indulged him. She would let me rub her legs when I was little but my Mom would get angry soon after and make me stop. I remember they once came to visit on a Saturday evening when I was five years old. When they arrived to my house Jessie’s suntan...

3 years ago
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Wearing Pantyhose in a thrift store

I was feeling really horny and perverted wanting to wear pantyhose in public. I slipped on a pair of Kunert Satin Look 20 in the color candy (sun tan) and my baby blue womens shorts. I then headed to a thrift store near a retiree village. There were only 2 cars in the parking lot. I parked close to the door and walked in. There was no cashier at the register. I proceeded to the womens department and went straight to the panty and bras section. I started going through the panty basket. There...

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