Fulfilling a fantasy

I once had the most open friend, she was much older than me but that only made me want her more. She would allow me to dress up in front of her, wearing corsets, heels, gloves and of course stockings.But it didn’t end there as things could be very physical too and the fact that I had a fetish really turned her on.I could never hide my excitement of appearing this way in her presence, my cock would stand hard and proud sometimes even leaking a little pre cum from pure excitement, she would often giggle at this but that only made me even more aroused . I would often buy her a pair of stockings to wear, as I didn’t want to get her own messy, plus i got to see her legs in lots of different types of amazing hosiery. The first touch of my cock on her nylon was always electric, rubbing the sensitive head across her nylon was heavenly. I would lift her gorgeous nylon clad feet and feel them on my chest before bringing them up to my face and licking them from the heel to the tip of the toes. I would then move her feet back down, over my chest and lower until they were wrapped around my cock. Running my hands up and down her legs I began fucking her feet, slowly but getting faster and faster, i loved the look of how my foreskin would pull back as the head protrudes through her clasped nylon feet. It would remind me how I used to fuck an ex tits, occasionally slowing my thrusts so she could lick the head. I’m I unashamed to say I did not last long, the feel of nylon, of my fetish desire fulfilment overwhelming me, my want of seeing those feet dripping in my cum. I saw her smile She must have felt my cock tense as cum rushes to the head. I explode in a white creamy load drenching her nylon clad feet. She brings her feet to my lips one last time so I can taste my cum. Afterwards I fall onto the bed next to her panting, wearing stockings, cum all over my cock, cum on my face. I thought “Wow we really should do this again”. And we did regularly often trying new things and adding new sexual flavours to the mix but theses are all stories for another day.