The Layover
(Posted on Wednesday, December 13, 2000)
This story was submitted by Hoseman.

It was 2 years ago this holiday season that I ran into a dream girl out at Twin Cities International Airport. From time to time I go on long walks in the wintertime indoors. I enjoy walking in the malls and the international airport. You just never know who or what situation you might run into in these places.

Anyway, as I was walking around and was just about to leave, I noticed a young woman walking around with a drink and food in her hands, looking for a place to sit. I couldn't help but notice that she was wearing nylon stockings with the tops of her stockings hanging down below her short black skirt. She had on a white blouse and opened toed sandals with orange painted toenails with a gold toe ring and gold ankle bracelet.

I couldn't believe my eyes. Here was this sexy looking young woman walking around in nylon stockings, which as you all know by now, I simply love. Her nylons were sheer and very light colored with no reinforced heels or toes. She finally found a seat and sat down. As she did, her skirt rode higher up on her thighs exposing more of her legs and stocking tops.

I sat down in a seat across from her and just admired the view. I started to make small talk with her and found out she was on her way to meet her boyfriend in California. Her name was Kerry and she was in the military stationed in Bethesda, Maryland. As I sat there talking to her, she could not help but notice that I was constantly looking down at her feet and legs. She didn't seem to mind and even spread her legs apart some to give me a better view. I had to ask her why she was wearing stockings instead of pantyhose, and she told me that it was what her boyfriend wanted her to wear. She asked me if I liked them and I said, "very much so."

As we talked, I found out that she would be there for another 3 hours, so I asked her if she would like a drink. She agreed, so we headed for the bar. As we sat there at a small round table, she crossed her legs and swung her foot back and forth. I could not help but to keep staring at her feet and legs.

She asked me if I liked her legs and feet, and all I could do was say, "yes."

She slid forward on her chair some more and her leg came into contact with mine. I spread my legs apart and moved forward in my chair so as to bring her nylon covered leg in between mine. I kept inching forward in my chair until my hard cock came into contact with her leg. I knew that she could feel my raging hard-on against her leg, but she didn't say a word. She just kept talking.

As we continued to drink and chat, I started to get a little braver and would place my hand on her legs as we talked. Feeling the silkiness of her nylons was making me crazy. The next thing that I knew, she had her hand on my leg and was rubbing the inside of my thigh. She continued to rub my thigh and her hand started to inch its way towards my cock. Suddenly her fingers started to brush against my cock. She ran her fingertips and fingernails up and down my shaft. As she did this, I moved my hand further up her leg until my hand was above her stocking tops on her bare thigh.

I attempted to move my hand to her pussy, but she asked me not to do that. She then asked if we could move to a booth in the back of the bar. So we got up and moved to a back booth where the table cloth hung over the edge of the table and the lighting was pretty dim. I sat down on one side and she sat down on the other. We ordered a couple more drinks and continued our small talk. The waitress delivered our drinks and Kerry just kept smiling and talking.

The next thing that I knew, I felt her foot up in my crotch rubbing my cock. I looked down and watched her pretty orange toes rubbing my cock. I looked at her and smiled, and she smiled back. She slowly rubbed her foot up and down on my shaft and I could feel my pre-cum dripping in my pants. She whispered and asked me if I was brave enough to take it out.

Well, I'm not one to be to shy or without bravery,  so I unzipped my pants and freed the monster. She then brought her other foot up and wrapped both feet around my cock. She slowly pumped my cock back and forth in between her feet. I reached down and rubbed her feet and legs as she was giving me this fantastic foot job.

She continued to pump away, and from time to time she'd take her toes and squeeze the head of my cock. My pre-cum was quite evident on her stockings as I looked down. I knew that I couldn't hold out much longer as I felt my orgasm nearing. I reached down, took a hold of my cock and started to rub it all over the tops of her feet. God, the feeling of nylon on my cock drives me nuts.

I rubbed it faster and faster against her nylons, and then it exploded. I watched as my cum flooded her orange painted nylon covered toes, feet and legs. Gobs of my cum spewed onto her. As I was cumming, she just leaned back and smiled. I rubbed all of my cum onto her nylons, her feet and her legs. She finished her drink and slipped her sandals back on, thanked me for the nice time and said, "goodbye."

As she walked away, I couldn't help but wonder what lucky guy might sit next to her on the plane and what she might have in store for him on the flight to California.

Kerry, thank you for the wonderful memory.

Submitted by
The hoseman