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My Story Time:

OMG, besties, buckle up because this one’s wild AF. So, I came home from cheer practice in my iconic little skirt and nude pantyhose—like, you could barely tell they were there, but trust, they were working for me. My dad was low-key staring, and I knew he had that pantyhose kink (iykyk). So I was like, "Bet."

I strutted to my room, whipped off the cheer top, but kept the pantyhose—obviously—and then sauntered back out in just them and a thong. His eyes practically yeeted out of his head. I plopped next to him on the couch, all innocent like, "Long day, huh?" while my thigh brushed against his jeans. Sheesh, I could feel his dick getting hard through his pants.

So then I casually traced my finger up his thigh, and he—no cap—let out this deep groan. I smirked and went, "Someone’s a little tense…" before slipping my hand into his pants. His cock was already drooling pre-cum, and bestie, I went to work. Fast, tight strokes, my pantyhose-clad legs rubbing against his as he gripped the couch.

"Fuck, your hands feel so good," he choked out, and I lived for it. His dick pulsed in my grip, and when he came? Iconic. White streaks all over my pantyhose, and all I could think was… mission fucking accomplished. 💅✨