Mia Larsen
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About my sock addicted girlfriend (Patreon exclusive story)
🕑 Added 2023-05-28 14:00:02 +0000 UTCThis story is about my girlfriend and how she is addicted to socks. Or how I made her that way.
Hanna and I have been together for two years now and we are simply the lesbian power couple: everyone knows how cute we are, we are madly in love with each other. But every reader of even a halfway good love story knows that it couldn't stay like this.
Over the months and years, everyday life has become established and I began to feel a certain unrest growing within me. I craved excitement, something new! But we had already done and tried many things that others will not experience in their lives.
Hanna is busy with her dual studies during the day and I'm either at my part-time job, studying for the university or devoting myself to my little hypnosis hobby. So almost no time for anything! Of course, that also gets in the way of my problem.
It's one of those nights again. I'm sitting on the sofa right now, it's 2.14 am. Hanna has been asleep for a long time, she has to go straight away in the morning. Not me. I'm busy turning some cute boys' heads with my hypnosis skills. To be honest, it turns me on a bit just to see them melt away for me or for my feet.
"Have you seen my new video?" I ask one of my toys. I released a new video today, which first puts the viewer in a hypnotic trance and then implants a few of my kinky thoughts in the subconscious.
To be more precise, it is about the fact that the viewer finds feet and especially socked feet extremely sexually arousing after the awakening of the trance. The thought of giving someone a new fetish turned me on, so I designed the video as a virus. After the first viewing, the effect is activated for 48 hours, but after 12 hours the need to watch it again increases.
The more the video is viewed, the more permanently the new fetish burns in! A nasty prank of mine that made me so extremely wet while creating the video. I see three new messages in my app, but my mind is elsewhere. With Hanna. How do I resolve the situation with her? I could- No, never.
Hanna doesn't know anything about my hypnosis hobby, I can't just show her a video. Or show the video. But I could...
...a few minutes later I had already created a fake account on Instagram, with everything that goes with it: bought followers, a simple heart as a profile picture and of course a private profile. I was chatting with Hanna and writing the most cultish text I could think of - I knew it was one of her secret kinks.
message sent. Just the thought of doing that makes me a little wet. I close my laptop and lie down next to her on the bed. I kiss her neck and fall asleep full of lust - not knowing what is about to happen.
The next day nothing happened at all. I look at my cell phone, a little surprised, and she has read it. I go to bed a little worried. The next morning something happens that I didn't expect: I'm woken up by Hanna. She massages my neck. She's never done that before!
I look at my phone and it's Sunday. Means we both have free time! I don't dress big, just a pair of knee-high socks. I follow Hanna into the kitchen and we cook breakfast together. The rest of the morning is actually pretty normal. We have breakfast on the sofa and watch our series. I have the feeling that she looks at my socked feet more often than usual, but that can only be wishful thinking.
We go into the bedroom and she puts a blindfold in my hand and then pushes me onto our bed in a slightly dominant manner. We're both switch, meaning sometimes one is more dominant, sometimes the other. I put on the blindfold and wait to see what she does now. Then something happened that I couldn't have hoped for better! She actually massages my feet. She's never done that, precisely because she doesn't really like feet at all.
I can't hold back a slight smile and the thought of letting her melt away for my socked feet excites me so much. The next day is similarly rewarding: while we watch our series, I rest my feet on her lap and she massages them through my socks.
That's pretty much how it goes all week. I'm already so wet just thinking about Hanna, but I want to torment her a little. I won't give her sex until she completely surrenders to my socks! The last time she wanted to touch me in the evening I just pressed my socked feet against her face to push her away. I lied about having my period.
Over the course of the week, I also noticed a pair of socks mysteriously disappearing from me. For the following morning I had thought of something very special. I know Hanna's alarm clock is at 8, so I get up at 7. I put on cute pink socks, sit next to her on the bed and place my soles right on her face.
I watch as she slowly wakes up and, half asleep and in lust, begins kissing my feet. Seeing this excites me so much. When she becomes aware of the situation, she immediately blushes. "Well you little sock fetishist!" I trigger her additionally. She wanted to turn away, but I block her movement with my feet. "Nothing there!" I say with a dominant tone.
I tell her to masturbate and she immediately obeys. My socked feet are already in her mouth and she licks them. I really put that fetish into her cute head. Seeing that makes me so horny that I also start fingering myself. After a few minutes we both cum.
She as a socks addict, me as her drug dealer.
Comments
Paul Hubbard
Another cute story, Mistress Mia!
