Sexy Thigh High Socks: I Love Teasing Men

I love wearing my sexy thigh high socks.

 

Unsurprisingly, I love wearing sexy thigh high socks because I get to tease men sexually. I hope you didn’t have any other thoughts in mind about that; it’s not a deep reason.

When I wear socks so high up my legs, I get to wear skimpy skirts and shorts in both spring and fall. That’s three total seasons I can show off my legs and my bust, all because my thigh high socks keep me warm. Also, it helps weed out guys who have a stocking fetish. Their eyes fall over my legs and I smile at them as I wiggle my legs a little, making sure their eyes trail down my leg to my feet.

Plus, wearing sexy thigh high socks, stockings, and fishnet- always makes me feel a little more sexy. Maybe it’s about zero degrees. At least when I flirt with someone, they’ll be captivated by the bare skin above my sexy thigh high socks as I put the moves on them.

Plus, I still plan that one day a guy manages to rub himself over the front of my thighs. My sexual bucket list is long, and that’s one of the things on it.

However, in the things I have accomplished with sexy thigh high socks, a footjob counts among them.

I confess when I put on the socks, I often think back to this encounter. At the local shoe store, I happened to be trying on some shoes. I was in my short Daisy Dukes and had a button-down shirt with a pushup bra (for maximum cleavage). While I was hoping to snag the cute salesman, a random stranger decided to try and get a peek at my pussy, offering to help me try on the shoes.

Well, I thought he should be more interested in my socks, anyway. Immediately his offer became a challenge. I opened up my legs a little so he could see my purple panties underneath my shorts, watching his face pale as the blood rushed to his cock. But he paid no notice to my sexy thigh high socks.  So, I took matters into my own hands. My left foot was in his hands, and my right foot was out of a shoe. So I moved my foot, covered in my cute white sock, over his crotch.

“This might be worth stepping on,” I told him, smiling, and watched as he began to blush even more. “Come on, you’re not some pervert who’ll come just thinking of my feet, will you?”

It turns out he was that kind of pervert.

He gasped as he gripped my sexy thigh high sock, trying to keep his eyes on my pussy. But I moved my left foot out of the shoe and wiggled my toes at him, pressing my feet to his face.

“Offering a girl to help with her shoes like some pervert- I hope you find my feet just as helpful,” I scolded him.

He came hard, right there in the store.

I’m curious- would you come just as hard with my feet? Why not call and worship my feet?

 

 

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