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Pantyhose Fetish: Erotic Phone Sex Masturbation

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Do you have a secret pantyhose fetish, stocking fetish, or nylon fetish that you don’t dare tell anyone about? Are you afraid of being humiliated or rejected by your partner or spouse, because you are sexually turned on by pantyhose, stockings and or nylons? If you have been holding on to this secret and are just dying to expose it to someone, then you’ve landed in the right corner of the internet today!

Fantasy phone sex calls is a safe haven where you can expose all of your secret fantasies and fetishes with non judgmental, open minded women of all ages. We embrace hearing from men who have a pantyhose fetish and what their pantyhose fetish entails and means for them both sexually and in their everyday lives.

Some pantyhose fetish lovers like to talk about and share their first memory with pantyhose as a young boy. About the time they experimented by trying on and wearing their sister’s, mother’s, grandmother’s or aunt’s hosiery. And how it made them feel as well as what it physically did to their pre-pubescent bodies. Some boys then found themselves stealing both panties and pantyhose from the drawers of their female family members to masturbate with them. They would either wear them during masturbation or simply rub them against their underage boy parts to achieve orgasm.

For many men this is a memory of the past and a pleasant memory putting a smile on their face. While others the mere thought of this memory brings forth sexual arousal and sexual urges to reach an orgasm. Some men seek out visual images of classy women wearing pantyhose and focus on the sensuality of her femininity as they masturbate. While others have the desire to feel the silky nylon material on their own skin and body while they masturbate.

As with any fetish a pantyhose fetish is no different. There are multiple layers and depths to this fetish and where one’s desires lie when it comes to sexual arousal. If you are looking to explore those layers with an intelligent woman who is willing to dive through the depths with you, then call one of our fantasy phone sex operators for a listening ear and the sexual release you are looking for.

Your secret pantyhose fetish or any other taboo fetish is safe with us. We understand and respect the need for anonymity when it comes to things of this nature. When you place a call with one of our fetish phone sex operators, we want you to feel comfortable, relaxed and a little sexy too, so below is an erotic story about a professional businessman who has a pantyhose fetish and dons pantyhose before a busy day at work.

 

 


Pantyhose Fetish:  Secret Confessions of a Businessman

 

I couldn’t help myself. I saw the black mesh, the lace, the long sexy legs on the package, and there was no turning back. Something inside me told me that I had to have them. It was easy enough to tell the girl at the register that the black pantyhose stockings were for my girlfriend. She thought I was the coolest boyfriend after that. Of course, it meant I couldn’t ask her out, but it didn’t matter. I had what I wanted.

The second I got home, I raced to my bedroom. Never mind there was anyone around to see me, but I shut the door behind me. I wanted to savor this moment. It had been a long time since I’d indulged this particular fetish.

With the utmost care, I opened the package. I didn’t want to rip the wrapper. It would be used later to house my precious new stockings. Inhaling deeply, I savored the smell of nylon and plastic. I rubbed the fabric between my fingers, the feeling unlike anything I’d ever experienced. Only nylon stockings felt this way.

I was so careful putting them on, terrified of causing a run. Bunching them up in my hands, I gingerly inserted my foot into the toe and began to pull them up, slowly, painstakingly. Not only was I desperate to protect them from harm, I loved the luxurious feeling the nylon against my skin. The hairs from my legs pressed against my skin. Maybe next time I should try shaving my legs first? I’d never done that before, but I’m sure it would make the nylon feel even better.

Putting on nylon pantyhose takes care and patience. Hurry the process, and you can shred them. I refused to let that happen. It took several minutes, but finally I had both feet in and was ready to pull them up. No underwear for me. There was nothing that was going to get between my cock and balls and those nylons. I loved that there was no little cotton swatch in the crotch. I wanted nothing but nylon touching my skin.

Fucking heaven!

I fell asleep with them on. It was simply the best sleep I’ve had in ages. I woke up rested and ready to face the day – and my dumbass boss.

That’s how I ended up sitting in the longest, most boring meeting ever with my idiot boss and the entire sales team, discussing market data, sales numbers, and profit margins trying desperately not to think about the nylons under my trousers. They were easy enough to hide. Black trousers and argyle socks cover up my dirty little secret. But fucking hell, the stockings against my skin have kept me hard as a rock all day.

Do you know how hard it is to have a legitimate reason to keep a file folder in your hands for a few hours so you can cover a growing tent in your pants? It’s hard as hell, especially when your cock won’t stop twitching and throbbing! The only good thing about this meeting is that I can hide my erection under the table.

Wait? Are we getting a break? It sucks, because it means we have to come back and because I’ve got to get up from this conference table. Damn it.

God, I feel so fucking horny. A fifteen minute break is just enough time to take care of a little business. Ha! Little… Nah, I’m fucking huge today. Fuck, I don’t want to stop and talk about what we’re going to do about the diminishing margins in the Florida market. Shut up, Brad!

Whew! Glad I got out of that one, I thought. It was time to get to the men’s room and fast.

Thank God it’s empty. Don’t need an audience for this. The handicapped stall gives the feeling of privacy. At least I don’t have to see someone’s Sperry’s on the floor next to my own when I’m in this one. I have to be careful, though. Don’t need the entire sales team to know what the hell I’m doing in here.

Did my buckle clank too loudly?

I can’t wait for my pants to fall to the floor. I need to touch my cock. God damn, the scratchy feeling of the nylon makes me want to come right now. I know exactly what to do.

My hand cups my cock, kneading and massaging. My hips begin to move on their own, pushing my dick into my hand. I don’t want to pull down the stockings. I refuse. I’ll do this through the fabric. Raking my nails over my shaft, I have to catch myself from letting out a groan. It feels that good. It feels so fucking good.

I want to cream myself. I want to walk around with cum in my stockings. Gripping the wall next to the toilet, I let myself go with the fantasy. Cum-filled stockings wrapped around my cock. That would make my meeting much more interesting.

Oh God, my balls are tight. The pressure builds deep inside. I can feel electricity shooting through my arms and legs. Fuuuuuuuck this feels so good.

I should stop myself and wait until I get home. I know I should. But I can’t. My hand, the nylon, and my cock feel too good. Lightly stroking my balls sends more shockwaves through my limbs. I have to choke back the growl as jets of hot jizz spurt from my cock. I can’t stop the shaking and trembling. It feels so good.

Smearing the sticky cum over my groin, I smile, knowing that I’ll have two dirty secrets when I get back in that meeting. At least it’ll give me something better to think about than spreadsheets and pie graphs of dwindling sales.

Shit, I better at least clean up some of the mess. Paper towels can take care of most of it. I fan myself to air dry my cock and stockings before pulling up my pants. It might chafe, the wetness and the nylon rubbing against my cock, but it’s a chance I’m willing to take. Hell, if it gets bad enough, I might consider taking them off before I get home. Maybe.

Well, better get back. At least now I don’t have to hide my hard-on anymore. And I may need to buy a new pair on my way home. Maybe I’ll choose the red ones this time.

 

* Erotic Story by S.T. Connections, Inc.


 

Whether you have a secret addiction to nylons, knee highs, thigh high stocking or pantyhose, we want to hear all about your pantyhose confessions! We want to hear all about the different kinds of nylon stockings and pantyhose styles you have worn and or experimented with over the years, We want to hear how you have fantasized about humping a woman’s pantyhose encased leg and ejaculating all over it.   Basically, we want to hear every detail of your fetish when you dial into our erotic fantasy phone sex line. Be it your fantasy or your real life fetish or addiction we are here to fulfill your sexual needs by listening to you and even engaging in a fantasy role play with you via telephone.

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