Pantyhose fetish phone sex calls are not as frequent for me as I would like. I have a pantyhose fetish myself stemming from when I was a little girl. Before my mother left me with my abusive dad, I would raid her closest and play with her hose and shoes. I felt so grown up wearing them. The silky feel against my lanky legs felt amazing. They made me feel like I had satin for skin. The first time I ever masturbated, I did so in hose. After my mother abandoned me and my father, I had several pairs of her pantyhose hidden in my room. I would sleep in them. The snug feel on my developing body made me feel safe. I wasn’t safe, however; not from my father at least. He loved pantyhose too, although he would never admit it. I would wake up in the middle of the night to discover him rubbing his cock all over my pantyhose clad ass. It made him rock hard. I learned quickly to act like I was asleep because he didn’t like being confronted about his pantyhose fetish. There is no need to be embarrassed about your love for nylons. They feel really good on your cock. I have a male friend who shares my love for hosiery. We play for hours together. We dress up in pantyhose and walk around the house in high heels. Sometimes I tease his cock by jacking him off with a pair of my own nylons. Last night when he paid me a visit, I tied his cock up in a pair of my beige hoses. I gave him head until his cock exploded in my mouth; but instead of swallowing his yummy cum, I spit it into the hose. He then used the cum soaked pantyhose as a ball gag for me while he sodomized me for hours. Like my father, he is a cruel master with a pantyhose fetish.
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