Showing Steve How Much I Love Socks
by BklnSox
Showing Steve How Much I Love Socks
Exposing my fetish for the first time
Part 1
I was 25, 5'10" with an average build (and a huge fetish for guys socked feet) and I had been seeing Steve (28 years old, 5'9", slim build with medium length, straight brown hair) for about 6 months. He did not yet know about my sock fetish but I was ready to let him know, in my own special way.
At first I thought he might also have a fetish for socks because he dressed very preppy and had a large collection of different types of dress socks and shoes. He frequently left his socks on during sex, at least he never seemed to be in a hurry to remove them. But over time I realized it was just because he was so focused getting my clothes off that he didn't seem to notice that some of his were still on. LOL
I was pretty adept at diverting his focus to my 9" cock, so I was usually able to keep my socks on as well. So I was always watching to see if he made and glances towards my socked feet, but he was definitely more interested in my cock.
Anyhow, I had been thinking about this for weeks and I planned an erotic evening that would not only be fun for him, but also introduce him to some new ways of getting turned on (at least I knew it turned me on, and hopefully would do the same to him).
When the night finally arrived, I told him I just wanted him to lie back and let me treat him tonight.
I had Steve lie on the floor, then, as I laid a small towel over his eyes, he asked, "What is this for?"
I said, "Just relax, I think you'll like this... you trust me, right?"
"Of course," he replied as he settled back with his eyes covered.
First I went down to his feet, I was so nervous my hands were shaking. I looked up at his face to make sure he wasn't peeking... he remained still and relaxed, so I was ready to move on. I untied his shoes and slid them both off. He was wearing some sexy light-grey dress socks with a textured, tight-diamond pattern, except the toes and heels of the socks which were made of a thinner, smooth, dark-grey material.
I took both his warm, damp socked feet in my hands and the scent of his sweaty dress socks hit my nose, turning me on even more! I calmed myself and stuck to my plan... gently massaging his warm socked soles, which he clearly loved.
He was cooing and saying things like, "Mmmmmmmmmmm... oh my god, that feels so great!"
I could have stayed there all night, with his sexy dress socks in my hands, drunk on his sock-scent, but I had a plan and I didn't want to give things away too soon.
I started by kissing all around his neck while I unbuttoned and removed his shirt. I kissed my way down his lightly hairy, sexy chest while I opened his pants... gently touching his already erect cock over his underwear, teasing him a bit with my fingers and a few small licks with my tongue. Then I slowly licked from his stomach down to his thighs as I slid his underwear and pants down to his knees, just grazing his hard cock and balls... teasing him further but not yet making full contact.
I shifted my position, moving down between his legs. His pants were bunched around his calves and mostly covering his socked feet. Starting just below his crotch, I kissed down his thighs as I slipped his pants and underwear over his socked feet, leaving him naked except for those sexy dress socks. They were mid-calf socks, now bunched around his ankles with the toes of both socks pulled slightly loose.
I took one foot in my hands and he helped me a bit by raising his leg... he probably thought I was going to remove his sock... but that would be crazy, right? Instead, I pulled the sock up around his calf, straightening it and making it snug and smooth on his sole. Then I massaged that socked foot, even moving up and rubbing his socked ankle and calf, all the way to the rim of his sexy dress sock. I was trying to associate sensual feelings with his socks, at least a little bit. Then I repeated the whole process with his other foot, pulling his dress sock up tight and giving that leg my "sensual sock experience". He thoroughly enjoyed it, based on the amount of precum leaking onto his stomach from his hard 7" cock.
I kept going past the top of his sock, kissing and licking his legs as he spread them apart. When I reached his balls, I slipped off one of my own mid-calf, thin, light-grey dress socks (a single black stripe down each side). I specifically wore these socks today because they are really soft and smooth.
Instead of licking his balls, I gently stroked them with the super-soft toe of my dress sock. He tensed up and giggled, telling me that it tickled.
I asked, "Are you enjoying this?"
He replied, "Hell yes! Can't you tell?"
We both laughed and I told him, "Well then, let's keep going!"
His only response was, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm..."
I continued to tease his thighs and balls with my soft sock, being careful not to touch his cock... not yet, I wanted the whole experience to build.
After nearly 10 minutes of teasing him with my dress sock, I ran the smooth sole of my thin sock across the shaft of his cock... he reacted immediately as his dick tensed and quickly lifted up... then I did it a second time, and then a third... watching his cock jump and twitch each time while continuing to pour a river of precum onto his belly. He clearly loved the feeling of my soft sock on his cock and balls, and his reaction made my dick even harder (if that was even possible)!
I slipped my sock between his stomach and hard cock, stroking it back and forth a bit before sliding it out from underneath and pulling it onto my hand. Then I started teasing him all over with my socked fingers- stroking his thighs, his balls, his stomach, his cock, even his socked feet and basically driving him into a frenzy.
Suddenly, he pulled the cover from his eyes, exclaiming, "Oh my god, you're driving me wild!"
I didn't really expected him to do that (at least not yet) and suddenly I felt embarrassed as he looked first at my face and then to my sock-covered hand, currently wrapped around his hard cock.
"Is that... your sock?"
"Well... yea..." was all I could muster, turning red and looking down.
But he wasn't mad... or even freaked out... just surprised, I guess.
He added, "It felt so dam good on my cock and balls, I've never felt anything like it before."
I felt a little better and looked up at him, "Well, it's something I've liked for a long time and I wanted to see what you thought..."
"Well, I think that's pretty obvious..." he said with a huge smile on his face. "I'm not sure I like socks quite as much as you do, but it sure feels incredible!"
Then he pulled the cover back over his eyes and said, "Let's go! What else can you do with your socks?