I do love to flirt and there are some very sexy looking young builders who are working on a site not too far from where I live.

I had been thinking about some sexy chat with one of these builders and it got me so turned on that I started to masturbate thinking about what our sexy chat could lead to.

I thought about lots of very naughty things and after just a few minutes of masturbating, I had a very powerful orgasm. It took me a while to recover after that! I got up from my bed and decided that the next day I would walk down to the building site and actually do some of the naughty things that I had been thinking of!

I planned exactly what to wear, from my sexy new dress to my silkiest stockings.

The next day I woke up quite excited and had a long hot shower. I dried myself in a white fluffy towel, moisturised my entire body in a sexy Chanel scent and put on some matching black lace underwear.

I selected my favourite silky stockings and a black lace/satin suspender belt with metal clasps. I put on a very girly floral dress (as if butter wouldn’t melt!) and some very sexy black mules.

I left the house with a big smile on my face thinking about flirting with the sexy suntanned builders. It was a gorgeous summers day but it was a little windy. Another little something I could use to my advantage. The dress that I was wearing could easily match that famous Marilyn Monroe moment where her skirt blows up and reveals her underwear.

I got to the building site and sure enough, the builders were all standing around and watching the sexy women walk by. I walked past and as I heard the wolf whistles, I turned round and smiled. Most women are really funny when they are whistled at and most seem to ignore it.

I love it and it makes me feel so sexy. As I turn round, my skirt blows right up and instead of shyly brushing it down again, I leave it blowing in the wind as the builders get a great leg show. You should have seen the looks on their faces as they saw my sexy black underwear and stocking clad legs! The one I thought I’d flirt outrageously said he’d love to feel my suspender clasps.

With that, I walked over to him and suggested that we go somewhere a little more private so that I could fulfil his wish.

We went to a half finished building and told him to sit while I took off my dress. He said the other guys would be so outrageously jealous that they weren’t there too. So who knows, maybe if there is a next time, I’ll do a little striptease for them all!

I lifted my dress sexily over my head and let the builder have a good look at me in my underwear and as he put his hands on my thigh, let his fingers feel the metal clasps and the outline of my pussy. Just him doing this could have made me orgasm but I had to pretend that I was there to please him and not myself.

He soon became very hard and I could no longer resist sucking him.

I unzipped his jeans and took his fabulous length in my mouth. It took him only a minute or so until his load emptied right down the back of my throat. I swallowed every last drop. While he composed himself, I put on my dress and gave him a smile. As I turned and walked away, he whistled once more as my dress blew up again in the wind.

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I had gone into town one morning and knew that I would literally only be a couple of minutes. I would have paid for my parking ticket but I didn’t have any change on me.I did what I had to in the town and arrived back at my car only to find a traffic warden who was just about to write out a parking fine for me.He was a real jobs worth and really wasn’t going to let me off until…I basically whispered something in his ear and he agreed to let me off. I had a great plan up my sleeves and he’d love it. I got into the car and he sat in the seat beside me. I was parked in an extremely quiet spot so no one would be able to see what I was about to do.

I started off my little show by rubbing my left hand up and down on the traffic wardens leg and very, very close to his cock. He soon became hard just by having me touch his leg! I then put his hand on my thigh and that gave him a great chance to find out what I was wearing underneath my little black miniskirt. He ran his fingers over the top of my sexy black fully fashioned stocking tops and the metal clasps. He very nearly slid his fingers inside my white silk panties but he resisted.

His cock was now rock solid. I could see that it was desperate to escape from his tight black trousers. I unbuttoned my top and touched my breasts and before I knew it I was very turned on myself. I started to finger myself and I was so moist. The traffic warden was now masturbating in the seat next to me and asking desperately if I would just give his cock a little suck.It was such a turn on doing what we were doing and It was quite exciting thinking we could be caught. Of course I would suck him. His cock was actually enormous and I was salivating at the thought of it right inside my mouth.I took him deep to the back of my throat and sucked and licked him and sucked on his loaded balls. It wasn’t going to take him long before he would cum.He had slid his fingers inside my panties and inside my wet pussy. He sighed with pleasure as he felt my warm and wet pussy. He literally came there and then. His cock throbbed and exploded inside my mouth. I felt like he’d cum so much I wouldn’t swallow it all. I did. I swallowed every last drop.

After a few more seconds, I came to orgasm with his fingers still inside me. Such a relief to orgasm. It’s just the best feeling! Shortly afterwards, he stepped out of my car and ripped up my parking fine into lots of little pieces and then walked off down the road with a big grin on his face. I started up the car and pulled away and wandered if I would ever do that again! It was so exciting! Want to read more? Well visit me at my premium fans site here

This may sound really silly to some, but I really enjoy laundry day. I suppose it’s a mixture of things really. I like the fact that  I can empty the laundry basket and take a look at all the stockings I have worn throughout the course of a week and why I wore each pair. I also like the fact that all of them get washed and look brand new again after a quick spin in the washing machine, and that lovely fragrant smell of the fabric conditioner that lingers on each stocking, and I love to carefully hang each stocking on the washing line and see them gently sway with the breeze on a summer’s day.

I empty my laundry basket and tip it’s contents onto the bathroom  floor. I put all of my coloured clothes together and all of my white clothes together and all of my lingerie and stockings together. I always wash my stockings and lingerie before anything else and always wash the stockings just on their own. I have a special little satin bag which I put the stockings into so that they don’t get snagged or tangled up when they are spinning around in the washing machine.

First of all, I pick up a very sexy, silky black fully fashioned seamed stocking and find it’s pair and remember when I wore them. I wore them last Saturday evening when I went on a date with a gentleman friend of mine. Things got a little steamy later that evening and I remember the compliments I got for wearing  the little black dress I had on and how sexy my long legs felt in the silky stockings, and how the little flash of lace suspender strap that my friend saw every now and then was a real turn on to him.

I carefully placed them in the satin bag. The next pair of stockings I put into the bag was  more an every day pair of stockings, a nude pair with a seam which I wore on Monday while out shopping. I always try to wear a nude pair of stockings while I go shopping as when trying on clothing, they always look good and  always  look right with an outfit. I tried on a few different outfits that day and one of them, I couldn’t actually afford, but I just had to try it on. It was a beautiful designer outfit which didn’t have a price tag but I estimated it would have cost around three thousand pounds. The male personal shopper had to help me out of the dress as it was made of such expensive fabric and I didn’t want to get a make up mark on it as I pulled it up over my head. I loved the look on the assistants face as the dress came up  revealing my sexy undergarments. He was gob smacked as he saw the flash of stockings, then matching suspender, panties and bra!

The next pair to go in the satin bag was a black pair of fishnet stockings I wore to a party on Sunday night. It was a friends fetish party and I wore all black. I wore some devils horns and bright red lipstick and I had a red, swishing devils tail which I attached to my full backed, black panties. I wore my sexy fishnet stockings with a satin and lace suspender belt and a black satin corset and black platform heels. I was told throughout the night that I looked devilishly sexy by a male admirer!

I also put three more pairs of nude stockings into the bag which I’d worn during the daytime and a pair of  browny coloured stockings which I remember wearing when my elderly neighbour saw me getting out of my car. As a lady, I always make sure I have my legs together when I step out of the car so that I don’t flash too much, but on this occasion, I had on a really short skirt and everyone knows that when you sit, your skirt rises up. I had forgotten to re-adjust my skirt and the nice man from next door saw a bit more than he’d bargained on! He said I had made his day. He said he loves stockings and  also said he looks forward to a Saturday morning because he draws back his curtains to see my washing line adorned with my stockings.

I zipped up the satin bag and placed it in the washing machine. I put in some detergent and some fabric conditioner and turn on the machine to a delicate cycle. It only takes about twenty minutes and the washing machine bleeps to remind me it’s finished.

I open up the machine, take out the bag and empty it’s contents into a basket and take out some pegs from the laundry cupboard. I remember again what the man next door said about my laundry day and I hitch up my skirt a little bit too far on purpose.

I walk to my back door, open it and enter my garden. I am wearing a sexy, floral summer skirt and a tight white t shirt with no bra underneath. There is a nip in the air this morning, so It doesn’t take long for my nipples to become erect. You would just be able to make out the brown of my nipples through the t shirt and see just how hard they are.

My skirt just about covers my sexy pink satin panties, but you can easily see my pink suspender straps and very clearly the tops of my nude, fully fashioned seamed stockings. I am wearing some gorgeous new heels which really elongate my pins and I really take my time bending over to pick out each stocking and sexily reach up to peg them on the washing line.

I sneak a little look behind me because I know who’s going to be watching!! Yes, just as I thought, the elderly neighbour is standing at  his window gazing out into my garden and is watching my every move, I wave and give him a little wink. He knows I’m putting on a show just for him and loves every flash of my stocking tops and sexy suspender straps and metal clasps.

I hang my stockings up in their pairs and eventually fill up the line. I stand back to look at them swaying with the breeze. The scent of the fabric conditioner fills the air and I take a deep breath in.

I turn around and slowly walk back into the house, waving again to the man next door. I leave him standing at his window still gazing  at my washing line of stockings!

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It was what I thought, just an average day in the office. I arrived wearing my usual officy type clothes. I had on a very short, smart blue pinstripe skirt and jacket with a crisp white blouse underneath. I was also wearing my trademark fully fashioned nude stockings and a satin suspender belt which held them up with metal clasps and obviously I had on a sexy pair of high heels.

I had done a little internet shopping and ordered myself a couple of new pairs of stockings and made myself a strong cup of coffee. I was the first to arrive at the office so could take it easy for a while. The boss arrived a while later and gave me a wink. He said I looked sexy as usual and told me what he’d expect me to do that day. He gave me a list of the usual trivia which included popping into the city to drop off some papers at the solicitors and post an important document and pick up his lunch. He also said that the photocopier salesman was coming in to check on the photocopier we’d just had installed.

If I remember rightly, the photocopier salesman was quite a sexy young guy and we had flirted quite heavily when he installed the photocopier.

I had done most of the jobs I had been set for the morning but rushed back to the office to meet my appointment with Mr sexy Photocopier salesman.

I arrived at the office and found an older man sitting at my desk. He said he was from the photocopier firm and had come instead of Paul (the sexy guy) well, the replacement salesman wasn’t half as sexy. He was much older and really quite strict looking.

We went into the copying room where he was being a real bore. I usually love it when someone new comes into the office, it really cheers me up. I made him coffee and tried general chat to try to break the ice a little but he was still a right bore. I thought I would make him laugh by photocopying my bottom. He wasn’t looking when I lifted up my skirt to reveal my stocking tops and suspender belt. I sat on the photocopier and pressed start, I made the perfect copy of my perfect bottom. I gave the copier man my picture and he was appalled! He said I was abusing the equipment and didn’t see the funny side at all! I made another copy of my bottom and laughed thinking I would just get out of there and get back to doing some work but he looked me right in the eye and said he’d spank me for being so naughty!

This was just silly behaviour and I thought he was joking! He wasn’t joking. He grabbed my arm and made me bend over next to the photocopier and say sorry for being a naughty girl! Well, potentially, we could both get quite excited by this so I apologised for being so naughty. He then rolled his sleeve up and began to spank my bottom! He lifted up my skirt and pulled my white panties down to my knees and spanked my bottom again, and again and again!

It really hurt and I was sure to have big red patches on my cheeks. He made me repeat the words he said and I had to say sorry over and over again and my bottom was spanked again and again with his big hands. He stopped in between spanking me and touched my thighs and moved his hands over my stocking tops and suspender clasps. I could feel him shaking as I was bent over and realised that he was wanking his cock while looking at my bottom and the sexy stockings I was wearing while I was bent right over in front of him.

He finally orgasmed and he came all over my bottom. He left really quickly to aviod any sort of confrontation with my boss. He was obviously embarrassed and just wanted to get away.

I pulled my panties back up and pulled my skirt back into place. I walked over to my desk and tried t sit down. My bottom was so sore! I sat for a little while and thought to myself that the replacement salesman was quite exciting after all visit me here to read more stocking stories

I had been invited out to the opening of a trendy new London club and was really looking forward to going. I would be accompanied by a gay friend of mine who really loves going to clubs. He is a huge flirt but as well as chatting to the sexy men, he loves to compliment the girls.

I got ready for the evening out and put on a really sexy tight black corset and sexy little black miniskirt. Underneath I wore a pair of black fishnet stockings and a pair of silky satin black panties and a black satin suspender belt with metal clasps. I wore the highest black heels in my wardrobe and made sure I was ready for my friend at 9 o’clock. He arrived dead on 9 as promised and we left straight away. We got to the club and were asked to go in straight away. It was really glitzy and the decor was really trendy. We were handed miniature bottles of champagne and some gorgeous canapes. The music was great and everyone was really enjoying themselves.

My friend and I were talking about the dress code and he reckoned that while most ladies in the club did look great, I looked stunning. He said that more women should wear stockings and suspenders as it is sooo sexy and if he was a woman he wouldn’t consider wearing anything else.

It did seem that I was one of the the only ladies in the club wearing stockings and suspenders and I knew this because men kept on appraoching me to say how great I looked and a couple of men even brushed past me so slowly and so closey that they could feel the metal clasps on my suspender belt as they walked by.

It is really nice to be complimented by the others and always puts me on a high. My friend and I had a fabulous time dancing and drinking champagne and I hadn’t noticed that one of my stockings had a huge ladder in it. How annoying. I hate ladders, they look awful. I am usually so good at remembering to bring a spare stocking with me but had forgotten this time.

Never mind, I decided instead that I would just remove my stockings and dance the rest of the night away with sexy bare legs instead. I sat down at a table which was surrounded in really good looking men. As I had been drinking champagne, I was a little tipsy so thought I would give a little show whilst taking off my stockings.

I played a sexy little game of Chinese whispers with the men around the table and told them I would take off my stockings for them in a real Burlesque fashion but only if they didn’t invite a whole load more men into the show. I wanted to keep it discreet. My friend watched and giggled as I teased the men with my leg and upskirt show.

I sexily removed each of my heels and really slowly and seductively looked the men right in the eyes and removed each stocking. I rolled them down over my knees one by one lifting my legs high in the air. They would have been given a great glimpse of my satin panties while I peformed for them. I left my suspender belt on and put on my heels again before getting up and blowing a real Marylin style kiss at the men round the table. They were all smiling and looked a somewhat impressed at what they’d just been treated to!

I went over to where my friend was waiting and we both giggled at what I’d done, I always make him laugh when we go out together! We finished our night out with more champagne and lots more dancing before heading home. The next time I go there, perhaps you’ll be there too?! To read all my storie and watch all my videos visit my premier site here

It was a really hot day and I had gone to the park on my lunch-break to make the most of the gorgeous weather. I was wearing a short blue miniskirt and a white blouse, some sexy new sunglasses and of course heels and stockings!

I got to the park and found somewhere nice to sit and read the newspaper. I sat down and after just a couple of minutes realised just how hot it had become.

I decided that It would be a good idea to take off my stockings and let the sun on my sexy legs. I took off my heels and I hitched up my skirt a little to reveal the metal clasps on my black suspender belt. I slowly unclipped the stocking top from the suspender belt and did the same on the other side. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a man sitting on a bench reading a newspaper. At least that what he was pretending to do! I could tell he was actually watching me, so I decided to put on a little stocking show for him.

I hitched up my skirt a little more so that he could just see my white panties and the dangling suspender straps. His newspaper was just below his eyes and I could see that he was now watching intensely.

I very slowly and very seductively rolled down one of the stockings, over my knee, down to my ankle and over my foot and my painted toes. I took off the other stocking in the same fashion, really slowly taking care not to create a ladder. The other stocking slid off my toes and I placed both the stockings in my handbag.

I carefully unclipped my black suspender belt and sexily pulled it off through the top of my skirt. I drew my knees up to my chest and let the man who was meant to be reading, catch a nice long glimpse up my skirt and see my little white panties. I unbuttoned my blouse down to my cleavage so that he could also get a great glimpse of my breasts. I made sure that every now and then I would cross and uncross my legs so that he would get to see more of my panties.

I got really turned on knowing that he could see right up my skirt and really wanted to know how turned on he was. I looked over at him a couple of times while I reached into my handbag. I pulled out a strawberry flavoured lollipop and took off it’s wrapper. I took offf my sunglasses and deliberately looked right into the man’s eyes. He put his newspaper down now and watched me. I sucked on the lollipop while not taking my eyes off his. I licked it and sucked on it while pretending I was sucking his big cock.

I felt so turned on with him watching me that I could feel my panties getting wet. I could see the man watching me and wishing that I was sucking him off. I could see that his cock had grown very hard inside his trousers and If I didn’t have to get back to work so quickly, I’d love to suck him, but equally I do love to tease!

Still watching him and with the lollipop in my mouth, I got up, bent right over purposely in front of him so that he could see right up my skirt and that I was wearing a thong. I put each of my heels back on. I had to get back to work. As I left the park, I smiled and winked at the man and hoped I might see him there again. Next time, I might not be wearing any panties! want to see what happened next? Visit me at my premium members site

This is a story someone sent in to me, if you want to send me your stocking fantasies, please email them to me at s_sabrina_xxx@hotmail.com You never know, I might make them come true

Hi there Sabrina, I have been admiring your gorgeous pictures on your website. I must say that I admire you for being bold and doing something you are in complete control over and obviously love doing by giving the world a glimpse of your beauty in an erotic and sexy way. I would do it if I had the courage. I love showing off my legs in sexy stockings and suspenders. They feel so good under my air hostess uniform and I feel so sexy wearing them thinking that if only the passengers knew what they could see if I hitched my skirt up! I adore the fashions from the forties and fifties because they were so feminine and sexy and my uniform feels like a throwback to that era. I think that you look gorgeous in all of your photos but I think that you would look fantastic as a businesswomen with sexy glasses and clad in a black suit with a tight,short skirt, high heels and sheer, black, fully fashioned nylons and sexy suspenders!!!

I can’t help fantasising about you as a passenger in business class on my aircraft dressed in those clothes and me innocently serving you in my sexy uniform complete with sheer tan ff stockings, white suspenders and short skirt. It sends tingles up my spine to imagine us both stood in the aisle in our high heels with our bottoms secretly touching together under our tight skirts as the passengers are boarding the flight, knowing what secrets we have beneath them. I then have to adjust your seat belt for you and we exchange sexy looks as I make sure you are buckled in safely, and, whoops[blush] my long, elegant, manicured finger nails “accidentally” brush gently down your tight skirt and my delicate hand feels the start of your soft, sheer black stocking tops on your fabulous legs! You can see the my suspender clips protruding under my tight skirt and you know that I am wearing stockings and suspenders too, and you think.. well, what would you think? I have no idea what a sweet, charming girl like you would be thinking… [innocent look]

During the flight I would have to serve you with drinks and, oops, I drop your serviette onto the floor and have to bend down to pick it up. [silly me] As I do so I catch a tantalizing glimpse of your black panties under your skirt as mine hitches up my shapely thighs and you feast your eyes on my sheer stockings and suspenders. [Oh dear, what would the Captain say if he knew what sexy sheninigans the two sexiest ladies on the plane were getting up to??] I would catch a glance of your gorgeous legs as much as I could and as I serve you your meal and drinks our soft, girlie hands would touch and linger sexily over each other as we exchange steamy looks while the rest the passengers and Flight Crew are oblivious to our naughtiness.-

My sexy fantasy would end with you and I at the rear of the aircraft. [innocent looks from both of us] Two leggy, sexy ladies in tight, short skirts and high heels. A beautiful, gorgeous. seductive passenger and a provocative,sensuous Stewardess standing erotically close but not touching. We exchange steamy, sexy looks before both slowly, teasingly hitching our tight, short skirts up our gorgeous thighs to just below our panties, two pairs of perfect legs encased in sheer, silky stockings and sexy suspenders framing our shapely legs, our stocking tops lightly, but provocatively touching. What a sight!! [the Captain would have a coronary if he could see!] Then it happens, I sleekly, seductively place my sheer stockings against yours [oh dear, blushes all round] and we gently, saucily rub our legs together feeling the incredible sexy feeling of our sheer nylons stroking each others. As we become more eager we can feel the saucy, erotic friction of stocking on stocking and as our sexy leg caressing intensifies we see the incredible sight of the darker shades of our stocking tops brushing together- my stocking tops on yours and your stocking tops on mine!! Occasionally our saucy suspenders also touch together ,but we have to be so careful that we don’t snag the other’s delicate stockings with our sexy high heels!! [ Ooooh, the in-flight entertainment has definitley improved ] We cannot resist it and our eager, feminine hands begin to fondle each others smooth, elegant thighs. You and I can feel the the others fresh, excited, cooling breathes on our faces, our dainty fingers caress each others perfct thighs, oooh! stopping just short of our hemlines as I sensuously play with your suspenders as you saucily run your slender hand along my silky stocking tops. [Heaven at 30,000 feet!!!]

Oh no! A call goes out for everybody to be seated.[sigh] Never mind, all good things must come to an end, but we have at least one more minute as the rest of the Flight Crew are at the other end of the Aircraft. We cannot resist and we pull each other close in what must be one of the sexiest, most erotic embraces of all time! Two fantastically seductive, gorgeous ladies, their firm, fit bodies tight together as one, their hemlines still gracing the very tops of their silky thighs barely covering their innocent lacey panties. Two gorgeous, shapely, sexy pairs of legs together, the Stewardesses suspenders digging erotically into the sexy passengers delicate stockinged thighs. Time is running out, come on ladies, quick! Wow! Then it happens! What a picture! People would be blown away if they saw this, the beautiful,stunning passenger and the “innocent” English rose Stewardess sharing a saucy, naughty, steamy kiss!! [they didn’t teach me this on my flight training] What a shame as we have to untwine and we hurriedly rush in different directions, frantically pulling down and adjusting our skirts, getting strange looks from surprised passengers.

I think our sexy encounter would end with us giving sexy, innocent looks to each other as you left the the aircraft. ” I hope you had a pleasant flight ” Naughty, naughty ladies!! want to see what happened next? Visit me at my premium members site

I was going out for the evening with a new gentleman friend of mine and wanted to look really sexy. I decided to treat myself and take myself into London for a little shopping!

I got dressed in a summery dress which would be easy to slip on and off if I was trying on clothes and wore a white satin suspender belt and some sheer stockings. I put them on carefully as I didn’t want to ladder them and clipped them in place with the metal clasps. I slipped on some sexy black heels and was ready to head out for the day.

I had in mind where I wanted to go and what I was looking for. I had already got a dress at home which I would be wearing, I just needed a few accessories, a new pair of stockings, maybe a pair of shoes (another pair I hear you cry!!) and I wanted to have my hair styled.

I took the tube into London and arrived at my destination. First stop would be Harrods. They have the most amazing selection of lingerie and stockings and you’ll always find something that’s a little bit unusual. The last time I was shopping here, I picked up some fabulous Italian stockings which were thicker than the average and had a zigzag pattern. Perfect for wearing in the winter with knee high boots. I got a lot of comments when I wore them from men saying how sexy they looked.

I walked into Harrods and immediately went into the hosiery section. I could see the shelves so neatly stacked with hundreds of pairs of stockings. All different brands and varying prices. The pair I fell in love with cost around £40. Quite expensive but they’ll be worth it. I took them carefully out of their packaging and slipped one stocking over my hand. It felt so soft and so silky. They were fully fashioned stockings and almost black, a really sultry colour. The seam at the back was very definite and very dark. They would look perfect with my dress. I couldn’t't wait to put them on tonight!

I wandered around the department store and as well as the stockings, I had picked out a little diamond hair grip for my hair. Just a tiny little diamond worn in the hair can look amazing. Though it was quite expensive, I’d be sure to wear it time and time again.

I paid for the stockings and the hair grip and decided to go outside, get a little fresh air and see what other shops I fancied browsing around. I walked past one of my favourite shoe shops trying so hard not to go in, but I couldn’t resist, It was like a magnet to me, drawing me in, closer and closer. I walked through the doors and looked around me at some amazing shoes. I was drawn to a pair of black patent heels with a slingback strap. They were really high and had a little platform. I picked up one of the shoes and examined it. It felt so well made and I love the trademark red soles. It was my size so I tried it on. I knew I’d like it and I knew they would be perfect and I knew that I would really want them. I shouldn’t thing about buying them….they are almost £500. The sales assistant told me I looked fabulous in them and without even trying on the other shoe I was sold! He bought over the other shoe and I slipped it on. I walked up and down slowly and felt wonderful. Oh no! I bought them! I really shouldn’t spend so much money on shoes but I can’t help it!

Right, I had to walk away from the shops now before I go bankrupt!

I decided to have lunch and then get my hair styled. My appointment was in an hour so I went to a sushi bar opposite the hair salon, ate Sashimi and watched the world go by outside. I had my hair styled in a forties style and it looked amazing. I couldn’t wait to get home now and finish getting ready for my date.

I arrived home and had a lovely long soak in the bath with lots of Molton Brown bubbles. I love bathing before a night out especially If I have been on my feet all day, It’s so relaxing. I love the feel of the silky bubbles on my wet skin.

I got dressed that evening and sipped on a glass of champagne and got so excited as I slipped on my black satin dress. My hair still looked perfect and the hair grip looked very glamorous. I put on the stockings just a couple of minutes before my friend was due to arrive as I was so worried I might ladder them. That would be disastrous! I pulled each stocking really slowly over my knees and carefully arranged them so that the seams at the back were perfectly straight. I clipped them gently and admired them in the mirror. Wow! This is why I love stockings so much. They are so sexy, especially black ones. I don’t understand why ladies don’t wear them anymore. I feel like a princess in my outfit and the heels are amazing. I’m so glad I have a shoe fetish!

I answer the door to my gentleman friend who gasps when he sees me and tells me that I look beautiful. I felt like a Bond girl that evening and next time I’ll tell you all about my evening out! I definitely won’t forget it in a hurry! See what happened next at my premium site

It was laundry day and I had just finished placing my stockings in the washing machine. I turned the machine on to it’s most delicate cycle and  went off to have a bath. I ran my bath and put in some of my favourite bubbles. I took off my silk dressing gown and stepped into my lovely, hot, bubbly bath. I lay for ages amongst the bubbles and enjoyed the peace and quiet while I planned the rest of my day in my head. I planned what to wear and what I would do. I thought as It was such a lovely sunny day, I would wear a really girly summery dress and some new satin feel stockings I’d just bought the day before. I would wear them with white lingerie and a white satin suspender belt with lace straps. I would arrange to meet my best friend and we would head off to the shops and spend, spend, spend!! I really wanted a dress I had spotted in a shop a couple of days ago, so hopefully, If it’s still there, try it on. I got out of my bath and patted my body dry with a lovely, soft white bath towel. I applied lots and lots of my favourite body lotion and then put on my underwear and my  new satiny feel stockings and white satin suspender belt. I stopped what I was doing for a second as I heard a really weird noise. It sounded like water spilling. I couldn’t think what It might be and couldn’t work out where it was coming from but went into the bathroom in case I had left a tap on or something. Nothing wrong in the bathroom, I listened again and it was definitely coming from downstairs. I put on my fluffy pink slippers so that I wouldn’t ladder my stockings and dashed downstairs. Oh my goodness!!! There was bubbly water all over the kitchen floor. It was pouring out of the washing machine. I turned off the machine and tried to open the door so that I could rescue my stockings. The door was jammed shut and my stockings were in there immersed in water. Water was still spilling onto the kitchen floor so I had to start mopping it up. What a great way to spend a Saturday! I finished mopping up all the soapy water which took absolutely ages and turned on my laptop. I googled a list of plumbers and eventually found a couple of emergency plumbers in my area. I phoned one number and there was no reply. The next I dialled answered. I told him my predicament but he wasn’t all that keen on coming out on a Saturday. I was desperate so begged him and told him I would make it worth his while. He told me he’d e round in 10 minutes. I dashed upstairs and put on a different dress to the one I had planned on wearing. This one was a very short, tight pink dress, very provocative looking. I applied some lipgloss and a pair of very high heels. I went downstairs and waited for the plumber to arrive. Finally, after about half an hour, there was a knock at the door. I opened the door to the plumber and asked him to follow me upstairs. I sexily walked upstairs in front of the plumber and wiggled my bottom as I walked. He commented on my sexy rear and told me I had fabulous legs. I made him tea and gave him chocolate biscuits. I sat on a chair opposite him and watched while he got to work. He was actually a lovely guy and really quite sexy. I really started to flirt with him and when I realised he was married, flirted with him even more. He wasn’t very close to fixing my washing  machine but he knew what the problem was. I told him that I was a little concerned for the welfare of the silk stockings inside and was worried they would shrink or lose their colour. He said he’d open up the machine as soon as he drained the excess water away and was sure they’d be fine. He asked me loads of questions about why I wore stockings and stuff like that and he said he wished his wife wore them. He said they were really sexy. He asked if I was wearing a pair now. I didn’t reply to this question but I made it very clear to him that I was wearing stockings by flashing him every now and then. I would sit in different positions on my chair and flash different angles of my sexy stocking clad legs and let him get a glimpse of my suspender straps and metal clasps. I flashed my knickers too and pushed out my breasts really obviously. I walked over to where he was working and pretended to be interested in him fixing my washing machine but really I would just press myself up against him really provocatively so that he could feel my hard nipples against him or so that he could see right down my top. He also saw me bend over numerous times in front of him and kept saying what an amazing figure I had and how sexy stockings looked on a lady. He asked if he could feel the silky stocking on my legs. I said of course, but not until he rescued my precious, wet stockings from the machine. Eventually, the machine door was unlocked. A little more water trickled out. The plumber handed me the soaking wet stockings and I quickly tended to them. They were luckily all ok and I put them to one side and would hang them out when the plumber finished his work. He asked again if he could look at my sexy legs a little more closely. I moved the chair right up next to him and gave him my legs to play with. He moved his manly hands up and down my legs feeling how silky my stockings felt and he took off my heels. He said he loved feet and caressed mine in their stockings. He unclipped a metal clasp accidentally but then unclipped them all, he took off a stocking really carefully and felt just how soft my leg felt. He said he loved the fact that the suspender straps were left dangling waiting to be attached to a silk stocking. He finished repairing my washing machine and said he would have to go straight away or he would get carried away and being  a married man, he wanted to stay faithful. I agreed and asked him how much I owed him for the work. He kindly said I had done enough and so didn’t  need to pay him any money. He left and I felt quite satisfied I had pleased someone and got a kick out of being an exhibitionist and didn’t even need to pay him for repairing my broken washing machine! I wonder what might have happened if he had of stayed a while longer….Hmmm, I may stay at home and think about that….all by myself!!!!!

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I don’t know why young ladies have to deny that they masturbate, we all do it! I love masturbating, especially when I am wearing a sexy new pair of stockings. I probably masturbate at least once a day and my panties are nearly always moist. Sometimes, the smallest thought will make me feel really turned on. Sometimes, I like to masturbate and pleasure myself when all I have on is a sexy pair of heels!

This particular time I was just feeling really sexy and my pussy was aching to be played with. I had just showered and put on a sexy pair of black stockings which I had bought earlier that day. They were fully fashioned and so silky. I also had on a pair of black heels and a matching set of black Myla lingerie.

I couldn’t stop thinking of naughty things, I just had to masturbate there and then. I sat down at my dining table an slid my fingers inside my panties. My pussy was already really wet and my fingers easily slid inside myself. I was really enjoying sliding my fingers in and out of my pussy and rubbing my throbbing clitoris. I was thinking really dirty thoughts and really wanted a big cock to suck. I was thinking of the film ‘The Secretary’ and thinking of the part where the secretary gets cum all over her back.

I was thinking of a gentleman in a smart suit seducing me in my sexy underwear and bringing me to orgasm with his tongue. I orgasmed again and again until I was dripping wet. I re-adjusted my now soaking wet panties and got up from the chair and walked over to the window. I looked out into the garden and realised I had a peeping tom! I would say he was about 50. He had’nt noticed me walk over to the window as he was furiously wanking himself and had his eyes closed ready to cum. Right at the wrong moment for him, he looked up to find me watching him. He came all over himself and quickly ran off pulling up his trousers. If maybe I had noticed him while I was masturbating, I may have invited him in!

No wonder he was playing with himself! He’d caught me in some gorgeous black underwear and heels and my sexiest stockings and satin suspender belt!

The next time I masturbate, I will wear the same stockings and think about my peeping tom and what he saw me doing! See what happens next at my premium site

One of my members has not only a stockings fetish, but also a fetish for feet and shoes. He knows that I love shoes as well and e-mailed me and said that the next time I go shoe shopping, he would love to come along and watch me as I try on lots of different types of shoes. He said that if he could come along, he would buy me whatever pair of shoes I liked.

How could I refuse?! I e-mailed him back straight away and arranged to meet up to go shoe shopping! I dressed that morning in a very sexy sheer pair of fully fashioned stockings and a sexy white suspender belt with metal clasps. I put on some new matching white lingerie and a little black dress. I wore some sexy black peep toes with a 4 inch heel. It was a sunny day, so put on my sunglasses and left my apartment ready to meet up with George.

I got to the place we had picked to meet and George was there waiting for me. He was so excited to meet up and couldn’t wait to watch me try on lots of pairs of shoes. He said I looked wonderful and my legs looked fabulous in the stockings I had chosen to wear. He said he had a surprise for me and pulled out a gorgeous pair of new stockings from his bag.

Wow, I was being spoiled already! These stockings George had bought for me are quite rare and I know that they would have cost him a small fortune. I couldn’t wait to wear them on a special night out! They are black and fully fashioned and are just so silky.

After a little walk around, I found a shoe shop which has to be my favourite. I won’t name drop but it is quite expensive. The shoes are gorgeous and have red soles. They are so worth every penny.

George holds the door for me and follows behind. All the time he is behind me he can get a wonderful view of my legs and the lines at the back of my sexy stockings and the high heels of my sexy peep toe shoes.

I slowly walk around the shop and could easily buy every single pair if money were no object! I pick out 7 pairs which I just absolutely adore and ask the assistant for my size.

George sits down opposite me and as I feel so sexy and so spoiled already, I give him the occasional naughty little flash of my white panties. I can tell he is really enjoying watching me as I see him grin like a schoolboy. As I am seated waiting the arrival of the shoes, I hitch my dress up just a touch so that George also gets a little glimpse of my stocking tops and a couple of the metal clasps.

I take off my heels and George watches my elegant feet as I wiggle my toes with excitement! The boxes arrive with the gorgeous shoes inside. I love it more than anything when I take out the shoes and smell that gorgeous scent of leather and unravel them from the tissue paper.

I feel like Cinderella as I place each foot inside the shoes. I make sure I do this slowly and elegantly so that George doesn’t miss a thing. I try on a pair of sexy red patent heels on first and get up and walk around. They fit like a glove. I can see George smile as he watches me strut sexily in the red shoes. He looks up and down my stocking clad legs and I walk over to him so that he can feel the shoes.

I try on 6 other pairs, all so sexy. I am struggling with choosing my favourite pair. The black patent peep toes fit perfectly but are similar to the ones I wore out today. The silver sparkly ones are gorgeous and princess like, the platforms are great fun, the strappy sandals not quite so practical, the spike heels stunning, The purple satin shoes have the most sexy bow at the front, I could go on! And the more I walk around, the more I see on the shelves! Shoe heaven!

I do remember George had the biggest smile when I tried on the red patent heels, so I tried them on again. The absolutely fitted like a glove. They were stunning. I sashayed around the shop and felt a million dollars. I was pretty sure these were the shoes. I walked over to George and he said that I really must have these shoes. He leant down and looked admiringly at my feet. He walked over to the counter and paid for the red shoes. He insisted I kept them on so that he could see me wear them until we parted company. It was fabulous for me as I had just been bought the sexiest shoes and George was thrilled as I had made him really happy that day.

I promised him that I’d put some pictures of me in my sexy shoes on my site in his honour! See them here

It was a Saturday and I was going to spend the day at the races. I was going with a couple of my girlfriends and we were all going to dress up for the occasion. I had bought a gorgeous new summer dress recently especially for the event. I also bought some sexy new heels and a really over the top corsage.

I had planned what underwear I was going to wear as well and of course stockings too. My dress was just above the knee and was a sexy tight Roland Mouret dress in midnight blue. The stockings were a summery pair which were nude and really silky. My underwear was all black lace and I had a matching suspender belt.

I got up that morning and had a really long relaxing bubble bath and gave myself ages to get ready. My friends would be coming round and then we’d get a taxi to the racecourse.

I got out of my bubble bath, dried myself and rubbed some Chanel body lotion all over my soft warm body. I put on a spritz of matching perfume then put on my sexy new underwear, suspender belt and stockings. I clipped the stockings to the lace suspender belt then put on my heels. I always put on my heels straight away as I absolutely hate to get a ladder!

I applied some subtle make up and blow dried my hair and right at the last minute pulled my stunning new dress over my head. I looked in the mirror and loved what I saw. It’s such fun going to the races with girlfriends as you can get really competitive with what you decide on wearing. I love to know who’s wearing what designer. It is also good fun to look at ladies who are wearing totally the wrong dress! Haha!

I don’t understand ladies that come to events like this and look really tarty. Some seem to have really horrible orange tanned legs too. I prefer to look as natural as possible and wear very sexy stockings.

My friends arrive and we head off. They both look stunning and have chosen really sexy dresses. They are both really envious of my shoes and admire my fully fashioned stockings.

Once we arrive at the races, we get settled in and absorb the atmosphere. We get chatting to some young men that are sitting near us and one of them brings us some champagne. We chat with them and exchange tips on which horses to go for. I get chatting to a sexy guy called Charlie who keeps complimenting me on how stunning I look and how the dress matches the colour of my blue eyes. He also says that he finds ladies that wear stockings a tremendous turn on. After a chat that gets a little steamy, he rushes off and returns a few minutes later with a ticket for me. He has placed a bet for me on a horse which he thinks is going to win. You’ll never believe it, but the horse did win!! The race was so exciting and I had just won some money! I decided that with my win, I had to repay Charlie!

I thought that he would be really grateful for a little flash. While the others were busy getting to know each other a little better, I was busy seducing Charlie. I would give him lots of sneaky flashes up my skirt so that he could see my black lace panties and my stocking tops. He loved my little show and he sexily whispered in my ear that he especially loved that he could see the metal clasps on my suspender belt and how they held up my fully fashioned stockings. I told him to go ahead and feel the seam that ran up the back of my leg. It was a real turn on to be whispering in each others’ ears and to be slightly tipsy on the champagne.

It seemed like we had only been at the races for a couple of hours, but It was soon time to go home. We had been eating strawberries and drinking champagne and had all had a win on the horses. Charlie sneakily put his hand up my skirt and I wandered what he was about to do!!! While all eyes were elsewhere, he slid the money he’d bet on the horse for me inside my stocking top. How sexy was that!

We all said goodbye and headed for home. My girlfriends and I had a great giggle on the way home chatting about our fabulous day. I got home and took off my dress and got ready to unwind for the evening. I took out the money from my stocking top and also found a little note with it. It read: to a very sexy lady, hope to see you again, Charlie and then his phone number. I might call him again, what do think? Then visit me at my site here

It was a really sunny day and I had just put out my stockings to dry on the washing line. As usual my elderly neighbour Fred was at his window looking out at me and looking at the wonderful array of stockings on my washing line.

I waved to Fred and beckoned him to open the window. He’s a bit deaf, so I shouted over to him to pop in for a cup of coffee with me. He looked really excited and slammed shut his window and within a couple of minutes, he was ringing my doorbell.

I opened the door to see a very excited looking Fred standing there waiting to be asked in. I ushered him inside and walked up the steps into my house very slowly so that I knew he would get a good look up my skirt. I was wearing a very sexy little floral skirt and underneath, I had on some pink full backed panties with a pink lace suspender belt on which was holding up my new, sheer, Gerbe stockings. I heard him gasp as he must have seen my bottom wiggle as I walked up the steps and he must have seen the metal clasps holding up my fully fashioned stockings and the sexy outline of my bottom.

Fred followed me into my lounge and I told him to make himself comfortable. I bent over right in front of him and picked up a couple of cushions. I made sure he saw a little more up my skirt as I picked them up and then place them behind him and made him feel right at home. As I placed the cushions behind him, I got really close and pushed my breasts right in front of his face. I just had on a skimpy vest top on and cheekily wasn’t wearing a bra underneath! I could see his excitement as he watched me potter around and I’m sure he realised I was putting on a little show for him.

I went into the kitchen and made us some coffee. I gave Fred his drink and sexily sauntered over to my chaise longue. I lay on my side to start with and as we chatted about this that and the other, I shifted every now and then so that Fred got varied views of up my skirt, at my sexy stocking tops and at the metal clasps which held them up. I got a real kick out of pleasuring him and flashing him little glimpses of my panties. The pink panties were ever so slightly see through and you could just make out, If you looked hard, my pussy lips. I could see Fred covering up his cock with his hands and I could make out quite easily just how turned on he was. Aren’t I a naughty girl! Such a flirt.
I made sure that my conversations were always a little on the sexy side too, and kept talking about my stockings. I told him the kind of stockings I like to wear and why I prefer suspenders with metal clasps and why I love to wear stockings so much.

I told Fred how I love to gently wash all my stockings and as I hang them on the washing line to dry I like to take stock of which pairs I have worn through the week and what happened when I wore them and if I had been on a date and If my date was lucky enough to see me in them or even feel them.
I got up after flashing at Fred several times and told him as he was such a special neighbour, he could maybe take the stockings that I was wearing home with him as a reminder of his morning with me chatting and drinking coffee and of course all the flashing that I had been doing, though I didn’t mention the flashing. I think It’s always best to just pretend that I wasn’t doing it on purpose though we obviously both know otherwise!

I told Fred he could feel up and down my sexy legs and see how the stockings felt and fitted me like gloves. He looked overjoyed and started to feel just how silky they felt. He loved to run his hands up and down and to feel the metal clasps. He even very cheekily ran his fingers over my pussy and my bottom cheeks. I could even feel myself getting a little moist down there!

Fred unclipped one of the clasps, then another, then the other and very, very slowly and very carefully so as not to snag my stocking, he rolled it all the way down my leg. I could feel his hot breath on my now bare leg and realised just how close he was. He was very gentle and lifted my foot and slid off my high heel and then carefully peeled the stocking from my smooth foot. I put my heel back on and turned round so that he could take off my other stocking. Again, he unclipped the three metal clasps and slowly and very carefully rolled down the other stocking. He removed my heel and the stocking and put on my other heel for me, he liked the way I stood in heels and bare legs but the suspender straps still dangling underneath my skirt. He smelled the stockings and closed his eyes as he breathed in the sexy scent of me. He put them in his pocket and was so grateful. I am so naughty sometimes and bent over towards him so that my breasts were pushed right into his arm. I whispered to him that if he wanted, he could watch me take off my panties in front of him too. Of course he didn’t say no, so I stood up, really close to him in between his legs. I turned round and bent over so that he could see my bottom. I gave a cheeky little wiggle and slid down my panties over my thighs and over my knees and let them fall to my ankles. I picked them up and turned around again and smiled.

I could see now that Fred couldn’t hide his excitement anymore as his cock was very prominent indeed! He got up and said thanks for a lovely morning and quickly left. I think I knew what he was going to do when he got home!! Naughty Fred. I felt good knowing that I had made an old man very happy! I love it that I’m such a tease too!!

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