His Goddess in Tights SeXStoRY

They met in the hotel lobby as arranged. He was sitting at the bar as she walked in. She was dressed exactly as he had requested, right down to the finest detail. Her blond hair was piled on top of her head in a loose bun and she wore deep red lipstick. The rest of her makeup was subtle, she was a pretty girl and he didn’t want her to attract too much male attention. After all…she belonged to him. At least for tonight. His eyes followed her as she made her way across the room to him. She wore a navy blue pencil skirt that just skimmed her knees and a matching fitted jacket under which he could see a light blue silk blouse demurely buttoned so as not to show off her ample cleavage. Her heels made a soft click as she walked through the reception. They wouldn’t have been her first choice of footwear, they weren’t the most comfortable shoes but he had selected them for her and she had agreed to wear them. His eyes dropped to her feet and he felt his cock stir, making him shift slightly in his seat. Her feet looked beautiful in the shoes. Blue, patent leather 4 inch Jimmy Choos with a pointed toe that elongated her slender legs and made the curve of her bottom just that little bit more peachy. Each individual toe was accentuated and encased in nylon. His gaze wandered up her lower body and he knew that she was wearing the Couture Sheer 10 denier tights that he had ordered online especially for tonight. The light shined of them and he could hear the unmistakeable swish of nylon on nylon as she walked towards him. He had wanted to ensure that their first encounter wasn’t going to be seedy, so he booked a suite for the night and had already ordered the drink that he knew was her favourite. As she drew closer he had to fight to suppress his raging hard on. Pulling out the seat next to him at the bar, he put his hand in hers and drew her close to gently kiss her on the cheek. She smelled of Chanel No 5 and cigarettes. They made the usual small talk but they both knew the reason for the meeting. She was to be his Goddess and he was the one to worship at her feet. As she sat perched on the edge of the seat his gaze was drawn to her legs again and he had to suppress the urge to touch them. He could imagine how they would feel as he ran his hands over them, from the soles of her tiny feet to the top of her thighs. His cock was twitching uncomfortably now as he imagined how his cock would feel nestled against her thighs, and as he placed his hand on her knee he suggested that they finish the drinks and head upstairs. They walked silently to the room. He followed closely behind her more for the fact that he wanted to watch her as she moved rather than courtesy. Reaching the room he ushered her inside and motioned for her to sit on the bed whilst he awaited her instructions. ‘My feet are very tired…perhaps you would rub them for me?’ Kneeling in front of her he lifted her legs until they rested on his thighs. He caressed her right foot, running his palm up the smooth silky nylon threads and he was pleased to see that she had a beautiful high instep. Cupping her ankle he smiled as a soft moan escaped from her lips. His hand continued on its ascent towards her knee and slipped up passed the hem of her skirt until it reached her inner thigh. He was fortunate enough to be able to catch sight of her knickerless state and his cock began to throb harder. Even though her heels were pushing into his thighs he was lost in the sight of her. With his left hand he mirrored the course of his right as it sought out the heat of her left thigh. Oh how he longed for her to place her damp gusset onto his face. He took a deep breath and could smell the musky sweet aroma of her pussy. ‘Shoes…’ she commanded abruptly. ‘Yes Ma’am’…he felt his cheeks flush in embarrassment as he had been so lost in his own sordid thoughts. He brought his hands down to her shoes and removed them one by one. ‘How do they smell?’ she asked. He lifted one shoe up to his nose and inhaled the intoxicating aroma. She must have worn the shoes all day as the smell was strong but still nice and fresh. As he laid the shoe by the side of his knees he took her foot in-between both hands and lifted it to his lips and began to shower it with light kisses. ‘Mm mm beautiful’ he uttered between kisses. ‘Are they?’ she questioned. ‘Why don’t you caress them for me?’ He began by sucking each toe through the reinf***ed nylon. He lavished kiss after kiss on her toes and could see that his saliva was making the tights shine like silver. He held her heel in the palm of his hand as he bent his head and inhaled and exhaled with every stroke of his tongue. She found this very ticklish and began to giggle and squirm. Glancing up he could just make out that her pussy juice had made the seat of her tights damp. He turned his attention to the other foot and bestowed the same attention on it only this time she moved her hips forward a little and parted her thighs allowing him full visual access to her pussy. He could see that she had taken the time to shave her outer lips but that the mound of her pussy was covered in a light sprinkling of hair. ‘Stand up’ ‘Yes Ma’am’ ‘Unbuckle your belt and remove your trousers and underwear.’ ‘Yes Ma’am’ ‘Now lie on the floor at my feet’ He complied with her instructions and lay horizontally on the floor so that his side was pressing into the side of the bed. She lifted up her legs and delicately placed them on his face. Letting out small grunts and groans as she stroked the soles of her feet over his cheeks, his tongue darting out to lick whatever part of her feet he could. She moved her toes over his lips and placed them inside of his mouth and he sucked hard. His teeth caught the nylon and he tugged until he had ripped a hole big enough to let her toes peep through. Her smooth naked toes with their red nail varnish touched his lips and he nibbled on the soft flesh. She lifted her other foot to his mouth and he again bit the nylon and created another hole so he could lick and suck his way over every inch of her dainty foot. Drawing her toes into his mouth, he lashed the underside of each tiny digit with his tongue leaving no part of her foot untouched by his mouth. He only became acutely aware that his cock was fully hard when she moved her feet down his body. She let her feet wrap around his cock and began to massage it, rolling it from side to side, letting her toes run up and down the length of his shaft and tending his balls with short smooth strokes. As swiftly as she had began to massage his cock, she stood up. ‘Keep your hands by your sides’ ‘Yes Ma’am’ He lay still on the floor his whole body tingling with anticipation. She stood astride him and he could feel her tights stroke the side of his thighs. With small steps she walked towards him until his head was directly underneath her. Hitching up her skirt she lowered herself onto his face. It took all of his strength not to lift his hands up and touch her. His cock was aching to be touched but he knew that he was powerless. As she lowered her nylon covered pussy onto his face she rocked her hips and smothered him. His mouth opened wide and he began to lick and suck her juicy lips through the thin material. He was in heaven. She began to move faster and faster her pussy getting wetter and wetter. Clamping her thighs tight around his head she bore down, grinding her pussy hard onto his face as she came. his head felt as if it were going to burst but he didn’t care as he lapped up her juices that flowed from her pussy directly into his mouth. Exhaling a contented little moan she stood up and reached into her handbag. From it she pulled an extra pair of tights. Turning to him she smiled and said…. ‘I think these would look very good on you’ As she removed them from the packet she let them dangle in his face. They felt so soft and velvety against his cheek. Trailing them over his thighs he started to feel his cock pulse. From his position on the floor he all he could do was watch as she pulled the tights taut, stretching them so that they would slip over his feet with ease. One leg at a time she rolled them over his feet, slithered them over his ankles and pulled them up over his thighs until he was encased in nylon. Then she squatted on his chest, making sure that she was facing away from him with her bottom inches from his face. Leaning forward she began to rub his cock through the hose. Gently to begin with but as his balls tightened she stroked harder and faster. Pulling the tights down slightly so that the waist band was rubbing against his angry red tip she squeezed and jerked his cock until the front of the tights was nothing but a sticky wet mess of precum. Backing up a little she felt his mouth once again suck her through her tights. So, leaning forward she enclosed her mouth around his cock, scraping her teeth along the nylon biting on the end of it so that it oozed more precum leaving red lipstick kisses on the tights. Wrapping both hands around his cock, one at the base and one at the tip she began to milk him enjoying seeing him so close to completion but denying him for her own pleasure. Sat on top of him she was in complete control. With her pussy still so wet she sat back again on his face, revelling in seeing his cock twitch, begging her for immediate cum, but she was on top…she was in charge and he was helpless. Violently his body shuddered and stiffened as she ran her nails up and down his covered cock. Her ample bottom again smothering his face until his cock twitched and strained. She felt his balls go hard and knew that she could deny him no more. As his cock spurted jet after jet of thick creamy cum onto the tights, his cock and balls a sticky matted mixture of his cum and her saliva she stood above him and rubbed his crotch with her feet. Slipping her sticky wet cum soaked feet back into her shoes she smoothed down her skirt. Lowering her face to his she kissed his cheek. His face smelled of fresh musky pussy juice and he looked like such a beautiful mess. Without a glance back towards him she left the room.