Room Service

I was surprised when Laura called in sick for work, but my concern quickly disappeared later in the morning when I received a text message from her asking me to meet her at a very famous hotel near our office. She wrote that lunch was on her and told me to ask for her room on a house phone when I got to the hotel lobby.

At noon, I was in the lobby, asking the operator to connect me with her room. Laura picked up quickly, said, "615," and then hung up. I assumed she wanted me to pick her up from her room before we ate, so I strolled to the elevators, waited a brief time for the next available, and went up to the 6th floor and found her door.

I barely had knocked when Laura opened the door, and invited me in. She kissed me quickly on the cheek, and made some small talk about meeting her. Then she stopped, wrapped her arms around me, and began to kiss me earnestly, her tongue sliding between my lips while she pushed herself against my body. She was wearing a dark grey business jacket and skirt, which hovered mid-thigh, exposing those incredible legs of hers sheathed in very sheer, silky taupe nylons. A grey silk blouse and black pumps completed the ensemble. Before I could really react, Laura said, "I've really been wanting to try something. Can lunch wait?" I nodded and she sat down on the edge of the bed, a glint of bemusement in her eyes. She crossed her legs and dangled one pump from the toes of her pretty little nyloned foot. She just kept looking at me looking at her dangling and then broke the silence.

"Can you bring that desk chair to the edge of the bed?" she asked. "I'm okay standing," I replied. "No," she laughed. "This is what I want to try." I didn't question anything and brought the chair to the edge of the bed, facing it toward Laura so I was holding the back in my hands. The seat was at the same level as the bed itself. "That's perfect," she exclaimed. "Perfect for what, Laura?" I asked. "Aren't you hungry yet," I continued. "Not for anything but this," she said, and slipped her heels off. I suddenly knew we weren't going anywhere.

"Just leave the chair there and come join me here," Laura instructed and she moved up the bed and stretched out. I laid next to her. It was only seconds before we were kissing and caressing each other. She untied and removed my tie and unbuttoned my shirt and began to stroke my chest while we kissed. I was sliding my hand across her breasts and thighs through her business suit and skirt, then below the hem of her skirt to her sheer nyloned legs.

I slid my hand between her knees and moved it up under her skirt across the sheer nylon and then realized Laura was wearing thigh highs. I felt the small lace tops and then the incredible warmth and softness of the skin of her inner thighs and she murmured when I pressed my fingertips against her pussy, completely exposed, no panties or thong at all, and I also realized her pussy was completely smooth. She had shaved or waxed everything.

We were still kissing but I could feel her smiling as I discovered her little secret. "Sometimes even I need a little change....thigh highs...completely smooth pussy" she said and pushed her self against my fingers, and two fingertips slid inside her, her slick warm wetness surrounding them. I wanted to taste her, so I slid down the bed, positioned myself between her legs and slid her skirt up around her waist, as she unbuttoned her suit jacket and pulled the tails of her blouse from the waistband of her skirt. I exposed all of those gorgeous long legs in the sheer taupe thigh highs and her bare mound. I gently parted her thighs and laid between her legs, my mouth inches from her sweet bare pussy.

I stroked her nyloned thighs while I began to kiss and lick her mound on either side of her pussy lips. They were deep pink in excitement and wet and I wanted to make her even more aroused. I kept this up for a long time, matching the movement of my hands on her thighs with the rhythm of my tongue until Laura was trying to move her lips against my mouth. Finally, I gave her what she wanted and slid my tongue inside her. "Oh," she moaned. "Oh....oh....." My tongue found her clit and began to circle it softly and I held her wet lips open with my fingertips to expose her further. She moved her legs up and bent them at the knee and held her ankles, framing her pussy with her sheer nyloned feet. "Lick me," she moaned again, and I circled her clit faster and then slid two fingers inside her, deep, massaging her wet inner walls. "Mmmmmm," she groaned, and pushed her mound against my mouth, beginning to rock against my fingers and tongue. She let go of her ankles and pushed her blouse up over her sheer bra and began to rub and gently pinch her nipples.

I felt her clit begin to recede a little under my tongue and knew Laura was close. I kept up the rhythm of my fingers sliding in and out of her. "I'm so fucking wet," she whispered, "Keep doing it." I began to lap at her clit, wet and slick on my tongue, my fingers spreading her juice all over her now-glistening mound and thighs. "Mmmmmm," she moaned, her fingers now flicking across her nipples. "Mmmm," louder this time. "Like that.....like that.....like that....like that......" Laura came, in one long low moan, grabbing my hair, then holding my face as I gradually slowed my fingers, leaving them inside her, and I began to slide my tongue off her clit, licking her juices from her mound and thighs.

She rested with her eyes closed, her skirt around her waist, her blouse disheveled, revealing her breasts and pussy. I laid my cheek against her thigh, happy she had cum, now realizing how hard my cock was beneath my suit pants. I could already feel myself dripping with pre-cum. I sat up, stroking Laura's legs again, and she finally roused herself and sat up too. "I needed that," she said, and laughed.

She looked down at my crotch. "Looks like you need something, too," she smiled, and pressed her hand against my hard cock, rubbing the length under my pants. "I've got a little show for you," she said and before I could ask what she meant, she was telling my to take my clothes off, while she removed her jacket and blouse and bra, and slid her skirt down her legs, leaving the sheer thigh highs on.

"Now to our trusty chair," she said. She told me to sit on it, facing the bed, and to spread my legs and place them on the bed. My cock was standing straight up as I assumed the positioned, exposing my already-tight balls and my thighs. Laura laid down on the bed on her stomach facing me, on her elbows, holding her chin with her hands. Now she was just inches from my crotch.

She reached a hand out and brushed her fingertips across my balls. My cock twitched, another bead of pre-cum appearing at the tip. "See," she said. "This gives me complete access to you. And in a minute, you'll see why that's so nice. But even better, for a little show, now you can look down my entire naked body...well naked except these nylons. And here's the nice part." Laura lifted her legs and feet and curled her toes toward me. "You can see my pretty little feet and painted toes in my sheer nylons while I do this."

At that, Laura leaned forward just a touch and took the head of my cock in her mouth while she cupped my balls with her hand. I groaned, closing my eyes, but then opened them quickly and began to concentrate on her nyloned feet as she rubbed them together, and curled her toes so I could see her painted nails underneath the sheer nylon. She removed her mouth from my cock and now began to lick my thighs. "I know you like to see them," she whispered. "I even had a special pedicure last night. They're so soft and so talented, aren't they. Now scooch forward a little bit."

I pushed myself forward on the chair and now moaned out loud as Laura stroked my slick cock and began to lick my tight balls, sliding her tongue all over them, around them and even under. I watched her legs and feet and toes, all in sheer nylon, and realized the desire to rub my cock on them, even though her hand and mouth were all over me, was making me even hotter.

"Mmmm, that's it," Laura said as another stream of pre-cum flowed down my cock on to her hand. She spread it all over the shaft and resumed stroking me, while she licked at the sensitive underside of my cock head. Then, as she moved her legs and feet almost parallel with her tight butt, pointing her toes at me, she slipped one tiny fingertip into my ass. "Oh, god," I moaned, and as she curled her toes in her sheer nylons one last time, I came, pulse after pulse, covering her hand and her lips and her cheek with hot white cum. Laura rubbed the head of my cock across her lips, and then moved it to her cheek, pressing the still-hard shaft against her face, while she looked up at me, smiling. "I definitely put my best foot forward on that, didn't I?"

We never made it back to the office that day.

The first time

I was 17. So was she. She was wearing Hanes Silk Reflections. And she had incredible tanned legs. And a little blouse and skirt set. And she wanted me to feel everything. Because her pussy was so wet from our make out session. But she didn't want to take anything off. Yet. And it went. Her name was Susan. She experimented with a garterbelt and stockings. But always went back to sheer nude pantyhose. With me. And, I assume, others. Her legs and thighs and feet and ass were/are so fine. Her little pussy, trimmed and then shaved, so pink and wet. And so delectable under sheer nylon. I'm hard thinking about it. Anyway, the first time,...so I felt everything. Brought her to a nice, moaning orgasm by rubbing her clit through her little pantyhose panel. Then moaned myself as she rubbed herself on my thigh while she stroked my slick cock in her hand, then knelt down and took the head of my cock in her mouth while I came. Sheer bliss. Sheer......

Another View of Donna Karan Nudes (Oh Boy, That Sort of Ryhmes)

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More pleasure than anyone

The gorgeous feet and legs--in Donna Karan Nudes--belonging to someone absolutely perfect. Take a good long look and imagine the pleasure they--and she--might bring.

Favorite sites

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Looking behind

Two wonderful views....

The incredible surprise of Wolford Seamless as the skirt is slid up the thighs, revealing the pretty little pussy under the sheer nylon, just waiting to be touched and licked...

And one of the first pantyhose models on the web, Lara4Play, showing us how she likes to be touched (sadly, she no longer posts her pictures), and how the pantyhose gusset can be easily discarded.

The proper footjob form

Ladies and gentlemen, forget all the herking and jerking you see splashed across the web under the title of "footjob." This is the proper technique...easy on the pretty woman who is sliding her sheer nyloned feet across your sensitive cock...and easy on the lucky man who gets to feel and watch the special event.

Wolford Fatals in Action

This is what you like to see after a nice evening out : )

June 2006

So there we were, on the top floor of a parking garage, not being able to wait to get to her house or mine, and instead deciding to drive our car into the secrecy of the empty garage. It was late Spring, and she was wearing a sheer white blouse with camisole underneath, a linen skirt, and sheer nude pantyhose with sling back heels. Those came off immediately after we'd parked, making sure we were out of sight of most of the security cameras.

Laura had been driving. And as she turned off the car, she turned to me and pulled her legs and feet up onto the seat, her skirt falling around her nyloned thighs. I leaned into her and we began to kiss, her hands moving to my thighs and mine sliding up those pretty nyloned feet and legs, down the backs of her thighs, pushing her skirt further until it was around her waist and everything was exposed.

Her feet framed her sweet trimmed pussy pressing against the sheer nylon and she opened her legs so I could begin to slide my fingertips across her lips. She closed her eyes and made soft sighing sounds, her hand now grasping the length of my hard cock under my pants. "I like that," she whispered. "Press your fingers into me through my hose. Rub my clit."

I gently pushed my fingers into her pussy lips, spreading them under the nylon, and added soft twirling from my thumb against her hard little clit. She moved her hips slightly to press herself against my fingers even more urgently. Releasing my cock from her hand, she slid one of her nyloned feet onto my lap and began to curl her toes into my shaft. God, it looked and felt incredible. I could feel her begin to get wet and it made me even more excited, my cock stiffening and pulsing with each press of her nyloned toes.

"I want to taste you," she said, her eyes still closed. "Lean back."

I leaned the seat back and Laura moved onto her knees in the driver's seat. She curled her head over my lap and while her hair fell around it, I felt her unbuckle my belt, open the top button of my pants and slide my zipper down, pushing my pants and boxers down my thighs. My cock sprang free, and the incredible feeling of her hand was made even more delicious as her soft, warm, wet mouth closed around the head of my cock. "Oh, god," I moaned and began to move my hips in rhythm to her mouth and tongue and lips and hand.

I knew she wanted pleasure too, so I moved my left hand over her ass across her skirt, then lower until I'd lifted the back and she was exposed again. I caressed her sheer pantyhosed ass and the backs of her thighs, then ran my fingers down between her legs from behind and began to stroke her pussy lips again. She was wet now, very wet, and I could feel the nylon sliding even more easily across her pussy, now creamy and slick. As I touched her, Laura slid her mouth down lower on my cock, letting me fill her, as she held my balls, pulling on them just so to increase my excitement. God it felt incredible and the visual stimulation of seeing her nyloned ass with my hand between her legs increased it even more.

Finally, I moved my hand up and slid it down inside her pantyhose from the front, between her legs, pushing two fingers inside her and beginning to fuck her, while I massaged her clit again with my thumb. She started to moan on my cock and I could feel my pre-cum begin to flow, matching her juices now making my fingers slick.

Laura took my cock from her mouth and began to slide the head all over her lips and tongue and cheeks, turning to look up at me while she pleasured me. "Keep fingering me," she said, "faster...."

I pushed my fingers inside that hot, wet pussy again and again, rubbing her clit, while, with my other hand, I stroked her hair and face, seeing my cock leave little trails of pre-cum across her lips.

Laura started to stroke my cock then, concentrating on my fingers inside of her, and I could tell she was getting close. "Keep.....keep doing it....", she whispered. "I'm going to...." Laura's pussy began to contract around my fingers, and I pushed in and held them deep inside her while I rubbed her clit gently, over and over and over. "Oh, yes," she moaned, "oh...." And Laura came, squeezing down on my fingers, her pussy juicing around them, wetting my hand and her sheer nylons.

The excitement of it was almost too much and I stopped her hand on my cock, prolonging the pleasure. She didn't move for almost a minute while she enjoyed the aftermath of her orgasm, and then slowly she sat up and leaned back in her seat. With a small smile on her face, she stretched her legs out again and laid one foot against my stomach. With the other foot, she pushed my cock back and began to slide her sheer nyloned toes over the shaft and the underside of my cockhead, curling her toes against the wetness and hardness. I could see my pre-cum now dripping onto her nyloned toes, more and more of it streaming from my cock, and she started to urge me on. "Cum for me......all over my pantyhose...all over my toes." I was so close anyway that her voice and the feeling of the nylon and the sight of her pretty toes massaging me finally pushed me over the edge and I came in three strong streams of hot white cum over her sheer nyloned feet. Still holding my cock between her feet, Laura leaned forward again and took it into her mouth once more, tasting my cum, and licking it from her feet and my shaft. She looked up and smiled at me and said, "Nice."

We had a very quiet drive home, with my hand between her pantyhosed legs again, her skirt riding the tops of her thighs, reminding her and me of the incredible little encounter we'd just had.

Yep, this is how it starts....

Pix of Favorites

Well, here they are in all their glory....my favorites (based on many personal experiences, more detail to cum....)

Top: Donna Karan Nudes
Second: Wolford Fatal 15 seamless
Third: Wolford Stay-Hips
Bottom: Fogal Una seamless

Yum yum.

Favorite Pantyhose

Based on my personal experience, here's the list:

1. Donna Karan Nudes...incredibly sheer, silky and sexy
2. Wolford Fatal 15....the best of absolutely seamless pantyhose
3. Fogal Unas...the second best seamless pantyhose made
4. Wolford Stay-Hips...not technically pantyhose....but my God, the visual stimulation and the way they make women feel is second to none

Pictures to follow

Footjob Fantasy

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