Ensnared by Nylons (closed for 36b7)

[36b7]

For a moment it felt weird, lying back on the bed fully clothed while Victor was naked but that’s not the right word. Different describes it better.

I’d undressed Victor, unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time and then holding eye contact with him as I unbuckled his belt, unzipped him and pulled his chinos down. His boxers were tented by his erection and I paused before hooking my fingers into the waistband and slipping them down. His shoes and socks followed and there couldn’t have been a greater contrast between us.

Me fully clothed including my heels and Jack naked.

Although I couldn’t see what he was doing I could tell he was sniffing my shoes as if they were a vintage wine to be savoured and remembered for their aroma.

A while back I’d had an affair with a married man who as part of his foreplay would suck my toes, a little kinky I suppose but very arousing and this with Victor was similar but so different to anything I’d experienced before but at the same time arousing because I felt flattered by the way he was worshipping my feet.

The man who sucked my toes would eventually kiss his way up my calves and thighs until his mouth was on my pussy and his tongue playing with my clit and I wondered if Victor would do the same.

 

[Nylonian]

I wasn't completely oblivious to the contrast in the state of dress between Deidre and myself. Being into the CFNM kink myself has turned my already raging arousal to 11. From her elegant cocktail dress to her seductive eye contact, every part of her oozes magnetism.

The way she undressed me had my cock as stiff as a steel rod even before her eventual touch. I grabbed a plush pillow from the bed so I could kneel in front of her and I began to imagine what it would be like in Dee's position; looking down at her newfound nylon fiend.

"You've got excellent taste in heels, beautiful."

Ritualistic licking of her heels began and I immediately smelled the sweet-vinegary scent of her feet. The smooth texture of her heels danced on the apex of my tongue as I flicker over the space where the strap met her nyloned feet and tasted them for the first time. A switch flipped in my mind and I was instantly hooked. With slightly shaky hands I delicately undid the straps to her heels.

"It's like Christmas, Dee. Unwrapping two aromatic, gorgeous gifts. Let's make the most of it."

I looked forward to exploring her toned calves and gorgeous thighs. Most of all, I looked forward to worshipping her clit. The prospect aroused me greatly. Perhaps she might even indulge me in a footjob. The thought of that had the head of my cock glistening.