Stress Relief with Me & My Feet!!
Vol 6: Daydream Stroking! ✊🏻🥹🥴
NYLON'S EDITION! 🖤
_Once more babe, your only job right now is to have a nice, hot, amazing orgasm for me! (Poll will cum soon!) _
Use my sexy nylon soles, my equally sexy brain, and the visuals I'm about to hammer home to your mind, heart and cock, to cum your fucking brains out for me today! 🫶🏻🙂↕️
SO, if you choose Nylons?
The office door clicks shut behind you, and I don’t even look up from my laptop at first... I just smile that slow, knowing smile and swing my sexy legs up onto the desk, crossing them at the ankles so my glossy nude patent high heels catch the light like they were poured onto my feet! (I'm also wearing a dress btw, so you get the views off my thick, toned legs this time around 😉)
These are like, razor-thin heels... You know? The kind that make my calves look endless and my arches impossibly high? My ultra-sheer black pantyhose underneath shimmers faintly, so delicate they’re almost invisible—until you get close.
I uncross my legs and let the right pump dangle from my toes, swinging it teasingly. I point towards the corner of my desk _“On your knees, pet. Right here.” _You drop instantly, and the dick stiffening scent of warm leather and my skin-warmed nylon already drifts toward you! I extend my foot, letting my heel hover an inch from your lips.
“Take it off. Slowly. Use your teeth if you have to, but don’t you dare rush it.” 🤨
Your fingers quake with bliss as you slide my first pump free...
The very moment it slips off, the heat hits you: Thick & sweet! Slightly leather, slightly floral, and with the faintest hint of my perfume... Like my foot has been gently simmering in these sheer nylons and heels all fucking day just for you! And there it is… my bare sole through the perfectly sheer fabric, so close you could count every detail!
In this simple moment, me and one of my feet had instantaneously taught you the ver definition of "True Love", something you so naturally worked into your whole being as you slowly... SO fucking slowly, SO purposefully, slipped off my other pump!
God, they’re fucking obscene. 😎
Pampered, baby-soft, and flushed the prettiest petal-pink from being tucked inside these tight heels. My arches with their deep, elegant curves... Lined with the most delicate, silky, river of wrinkles that touched what seemed like every inch of my soft, perfect, impossibly sexy soles! Tiny creases kiss the balls of my feet, deeper ones cradle my heels, and the sheer nylon makes EVERY. Single. One of them crystal clear!!
... And when your mind caught up to your eyes? When you realized that my soles were also glistening faintly with the lightest sheen of my natural sweat? Yea baby, turn you over! You already done. 😈
_“Worship.” _
One word was all that was needed and your foot-love damn broke.
Your tongue drug over my nylon sole in long, greedy strokes; Tasting the sweet-salt of my foot through the ultra-sheer weave! I point my toes for you in pleasure and the fabric stretches tight, letting you trace every wrinkle with the tip of your tongue while I watch: 1/3 horniness, 1/3 relaxation, 1/3 amusement. 😌
“Cock out. Now. Stroke for me—nice and slow. Edge yourself the entire time you’re down there. If you get too close, you stop. Hands off until I say otherwise.”
You obey instantly, fist wrapped tight around yourself, pumping in rhythm with every lick, every deep inhale of my warm, sweet, sweaty nylon soles! I switch feet and give your face my other arch, pressing it into your cheek, my toes curling over your nose, the damp nylon sticking slightly to your skin! 😵💫
I spread my toes inside the sheer fabric and the wrinkles shift and deepen, putting on a private show just for you...
“Look at them. Look how fucking soft and pink and detailed they are through these nylons. Every crease… every little line… all for your tongue.” Your strokes get desperate, ragged. I can hear how close you are.
“Not yet,” I laugh, pressing both of my soles flush against your face, completely sealing you in my scent! “Keep edging. Keep licking. I want these nylons soaked with your licks before you’re allowed to ruin them.” 😏
When I finally snap my fingers and whisper “Now. Now you can cum for me,” you explode instantly. Thick, hot ropes pulse out across my soles and arches, splattering my sheer nylons, turning the delicate pink skin beneath cloudy with your white, hot honey! The fabric clings wetly, my perfect wrinkles now glazed and glistening with you.
I keep my feet right there, letting you admire the mess you made while you pant against my toes...
“Good boy,” I murmur, gently flexing so my cum-slick nylons stretch and shift. “Now… you’re going to thank me properly. Tongue out. Every single drop belongs back where it started.”
I smile down at you, still perfectly poised behind my desk. “Clean your goddess’s nylons, pet. And when you’re done… maybe I’ll let you put my heels back on?”
xoxo
-Gwen 👸🏼💋