Airplanes and Nylon
story by sheertoes
I live in Washington DC and had to fly out to LA for a business presentation
on Saturday! I was not a happy camper as I had plans for this weekend and this
was not in my plans. I packed my normal business attire and decided that I would
bring my toys my new panties I had bought this week at Victoria’s Secret,
sheer nude stockings and my favorite nude pantyhose. At least in my down times
I would be able to play. I made the last non-stop flight out with very little
time to spare and noticed in the window seat a beautiful 50 year old woman wearing
a business suit with tan pantyhose and a tasteful but low cut top.
We
exchanged pleasantries then settled in on a 5+ hour flight. She slipped off her
shoes and curled her legs into the center seat next to me and attempted to get
some sleep. No matter what I did I could not take my eyes off her beautiful feet.
She flexed and pointed her toes in an attempt to relax her feet. I noticed a faint
smell coming from her feet (very faint) but managed to make me a little hard.
As the flight went on I had to get a discrete sniff of those feet. I bent down
acting like I had dropped something and was able to get so close that the smell
was intoxicating and I almost licked them but caught myself. It was then that
I noticed a male flight attendant standing next to me asking if I would like something
to drink! I was so busted and tried to recover and said I would get a scotch and
water. He smirked and got my drink for me.
I spent the next hour trying
to get a look at her feet while the flight attendant kept coming by asking me
if I needed anything. I watched the movie for a while trying to calm down and
soften my rock hard cock. Once I calmed down and was able to get up (not looking
as if I was opening a tent in my pants) and went to the restroom. As I waited
for the restroom to become available I watched the same male flight attendant
pushing some meal trays into a bin near the floor and noticed his shirt ride up
and he was wearing pantyhose under his suit! I was looking and again was caught
as he was standing up. I was hard all over again. I went into the lavatory and
stroked my way into bliss thinking of him in hose and her nylon clad feet, I almost
fainted as I dropped gobs of cum into the sink!
Once I recovered I went
to my seat to find the lady in the window seat had spred her feet into my seat.
I carefully slid her feet into the center seat she awoke briefly and blushed as
she apologized. I lingered and slightly rubbed her feet as I helped her get re-settled.
I was hard all over again. I was able to get some fitful sleep and when we arrived
in LA the male attendant came by my seat and handed me a small bag and hurried
off. I put the bag in my coat pocket and proceeded to the taxi stand and off to
the hotel.
When I arrived into my room I remembered the bag I was given
and opened it to find a pair of worn tan pantyhose with a note that said “I
noticed you were looking at my pantyhose and enjoying seat 32 C’s feet! If
you want to get together here is my cell number, my name is Stan”. Again
I was rock hard and made the call. I slipped on my new panties and my sheer nude
pantyhose, my clothes felt wonderful over my nylon body. Stan was in the same
hotel and we met for drinks in the hotel bar. As I was leaving my room I smelled
the enclosed pantyhose, they smelled musky and a hint of feet (heaven).
I
saw Stan waiting at the bar and he was wearing a V neck pullover sweater with
jeans and loafers. I could tell he had pantyhose on. He bought me a scotch and
water and we went off to a table to talk. I came right out and told Stan all about
my love of nylon on both men and women. He too spoke about his need to feel the
nylon against his skin and that it kept him at a slight level of arousal. We ate
a brief meal and decided to head upstairs for some fun. We went to my room and
I poured him a drink and showed him all my toys that I had brought. He asked if
I would show me what I had on and he proceeded to help me undress. Under the cloths
I had on sheer panties surrounded my almost not there sheer nude pantyhose. His
hands began to explore and I responded with a very hard cock. He lowered my pantyhose
and lightly stroked by cock through the panties. It felt wonderful and I asked
if I could see what he had on under those clothes. I helped him out of his sweater
and he kissed me lightly at first then full on tongue. We stopped and kissed hard
while our hands roamed our perspective bodies. Stan was again focused on my cock
bulging under my panties. He circled the head and brought the precum up to our
lips. He sucked his finger and circled my lips. We did the same with his precum
and I was about to explode. More to follow.....
I have never sucked, licked
or enjoyed nylon like I did last night. Stan and I thoroughly enjoyed each other
from the tip of our nylon toes to the deep tongue filled kissing. The alarm woke
me with a start and I was all alone, Stan had left sometime during the night and
I had to be at my meeting by 10:00 am. I took a long hot shower and felt kind
of frisky. I slipped on those new panties, the sheer nude pantyhose and my Brooks
Brothers dark suit with a red tie. Had a quick breakfast and off to my meeting.
The meeting was a killer but ended with a new large account. I left with a firm
handshake and a feeling like I needed to shake off this win with a stiff drink
and some unencumbered fun. I went back to the hotel to change into something more
casual with all the trimmings underneath! In the cab I called Stan and we decided
to meet at 4:00 pm for drinks.
I made it to the bar early and noticed
sitting by herself in the corner was the 50+ with the beautiful nylon clad feet.
I couldn’t help but re-introduce myself and ask if I could join her. She
was startled at first but then remembered sharing that row of seats with me. Laura
had on a mid-length dark skirt with tan pantyhose, hot heels and a low cut blouse.
We each had a martini and I explained that Stan, a friend of mine were out to
celebrate my sales victory and would love to have her join us. She was hesitant
at first but when Stan got there she said it sounded like fun.
We left
and had dinner at a great restaurant where we shared a booth in the corner. Stan
kept sliding his hand across my legs and could tell I was wearing pantyhose. Laura
was clueless but at the same time also very playful she would rub each of our
hands when she spoke and was looking at us with bedroom eyes. Each of us took
turns dancing with Laura and both of us holding her very close. She would have
to be dead not to notice our semi hard cocks. When Lara and I walked back to the
booth after the last dance she slid her hand down my crotch and licked her lips.
My hands started to roam across her legs when we sat down and she responded by
parting her legs. Stan was on the other side doing the same. We ordered another
round of drinks and agreed to head back to the hotel.
In the cab ride
back, Stan on one side and me on the other took turns rubbing her legs and exchanging
kisses. As we took the elevator up to the room I was caressing her legs and ass
while Stan had his hand down her blouse with his tongue all the way down her throat.
When we got in the room I fixed some drinks while Laura went in the bathroom to
freshen up. When Laura came out she was wearing the hotel robe and her pantyhose,
she caught Stan kissing my neck. She gave me a smirk, took the drink I made her
and sat between us on the couch. I commented on the fact that she still had her
pantyhose on and she replied that she thought I would like that since she caught
me several times admiring her feet on the plane out here.
I slipped my
pants off and showed her how much I really enjoyed nylon. Her smile convinced
me that she was in agreement with our combined love for hose. Stan untied the
robe and began kissing her 38 DDs and I was on my knees cupping her beautiful
nylon feet, the smell of warm hose with her painted toes was knee buckling!! I
licked sucked and smelled her toes while hearing her moan as Stan was stroking
and sucking each nipple. Stan was out of his clothes and was wearing his hose
as well. Laura loved his long hard cock stretching the pantyhose trying to get
out. She used her fingertips to lightly stroke his cock and sliding her palm under
his balls.
Laura couldn’t help herself and lowered his hose and started
sucking for everything she had. To her surprise I joined her licking her lips
and tongue as we both serviced Stan. Laura picked up the pace showing me that
she loved this new twist. When Stan erupted both Laura and I were like hungry
wolves lapping up all of the cum. I was ready to explode myself but turned my
concentration on Laura and the wet spot between her legs. I worked my way between
her legs slipping her pantyhose down her waist and began lightly kissing and exploring
the folds around her completely hairless pussy. She tasted wonderful and she was
more than ready with her head tilted back and her loud moans for more.
I
laid her on her back raised her legs and slid home all in one motion. She was
wet and her pussy grabbed my steel hard cock like a glove. My moan put hers to
shame. I lifted her legs and placed her feet up to my mouth. With each thrust
into her pussy I sucked her toes through the nylon tasting and smelling the soles
of her feet. I almost passed out as I exploded deep inside her, she was moaning
and I was gasping with ecstasy. By this time Stan was rock hard and rubbing his
cock all over my nylon ass. He was ready to go and both Laura and I were still
recovering. I motioned for Stan and he walked over a guided his cock right into
my mouth. Laura came over and sucked on his balls while rubbing his asshole with
her thumb. Stan was breathing heavy and I could feel his cock swelling when a
gush of cum filled my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could and Laura cleaned
up the rest.
We took a break had a drink and started all over again. The
night was a blur with multiple, multiple orgasms by all of us. I woke up the next
afternoon with Stan sucking my limp cock while Laura straddled my face. We never
checked out until the next morning with Me wearing Laura’s pantyhose, she
wearing my hose and Stan wearing my panties with plans to meet again in three
weeks.
Story posted by sheertoes
on Friday, February 01, 2008 @ 13:07:07 PST
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