Ayten: Oğuz brother, are you available tomorrow at noon?
Oğuz : No, Ayten, is there a problem?
Ayten: Brother Oğuz, when I start the computer, there is no image on the monitor. You’d better check it out tomorrow before I go to school.
Oguz : Okay Ayten. If I find someone to look after the place tomorrow, I will take care of it..
Oğuz actually sighs when he sees Ayten’s over-the-knee skirt and nylon stockings covering her beautiful legs every time she comes to the cafe. Even if he saw Ayten for five minutes, the world would be his and this computer failure was a blessing for him. The next day, Oğuz could not sit still as noon came, imagining what color socks Ayten would wear. Finally, it was lunchtime, and Ayten came to her apartment to see the socks she dreamed of and desired. Probably because of excitement, Oğuz timidly pressed the doorbell.
Ayten : Who is that?
Oguz: My Ayten. Oguz from Cafe.
As the door opened, Oguz’s heartbeat had accelerated a little.
Ayten : Welcome Oğuz Abi
Oğuz : We found it welcome Ayten
Ayten : I gave you trouble but
Oğuz : What a hassle.
While Ayten was handing her slippers for her to wear at home, Oğuz was glancing at the smoked nylon stockings covering her legs. He was intrigued by the color that would decorate his fantasies at night.
Ayten: Brother Oğuz, the computer is in the living room. What can I offer you, what will you drink?
Oguz : Thank you Ayten. Thank you. I drank a lot of coffee in the place. I’m not buying anything for now.
Oğuz lies on his back under the computer desk in the living room. His aim was to take advantage of the opportunity, except for the malfunction, to filter Ayten’s gorgeous smoked thin nylon stockings. As a matter of fact, she immediately determined that the malfunction in the machine was caused by the loosened cable. But it would be a disappointment for Oğuz to fix this fault immediately, when he was so close to these beautiful feet and legs that he desires every night. Oğuz was running foxes on his head in order to see Ayten’s socks more closely. After gathering the courage and taking a deep breath…
Oğuz: Ayten, can you sit in front of the computer?
Ayten: Okay, Oğuz, I’m sitting right now.
Oğuz : Call me when there is an image on the monitor
Ayten: Ok bro.
Oğuz was tinkering with the monitor’s cable in the direction he wanted, while Ayten was calling out that the image was coming and going, unaware of what was happening. That is, until Ayten notices Oguz’s erect tent at her feet…
While Ayten was slightly astonished at the sight she saw, she gently poked the top of the tent with her smoked-colored socks that covered her toes.
Ayten: No, Oguz brother?
Oguz was speechless, and he had never thought that his tool would give him away while he was taking a discolored eye bath. His tongue and lips could not respond to that voice. On the one hand, the image of feet in nylon stockings, which he had been dreaming of for months, comes to mind again and again, touching his tool. He was almost in shock. Ayten increased the blow of the poke she had just done…
Ayten: Hey Oguz brother, I’m calling out to you. Are you OK? (With a mischievous chuckle)
Oguz: Sorry (taking a deep breath) I’m so embarrassed for you
Ayten: Your little one doesn’t seem very embarrassed, but (He was keeping in touch with the top of the tent with his smoked socks, soft blows)
Oguz: What can the little one do, he’s so beautiful Ayten got into hypnosis when she saw socks with feet
: So you have a weakness for feet with socks.
Oğuz: It would be a lie if I said no. You see the condition of the little one (in a slightly more relaxed way)
Ayten: I have a little experience in this matter, I can understand your situation a little bit (The light blows on the top of the tent have now left their place to soft frictions)
Oguz: How? Have you had such an experience before? (The words spilled out with a little surprise, excitement and curiosity)
Ayten: When we went to visit my aunts, her young son, aged 8-9, would go under the kitchen or living room table. The moment he saw my stocked feet, he would rub his dick and press on my feet. I used to play with my feet and his penis once in a while.
When Oğuz heard these sentences, he left his fast beating heart to a thumping tempo instead. Sparks formed in his temples at the words he heard. On the other hand, Ayten had entered hypnosis again with the maneuvers she made with her big toe on the top of the tent.
Ayten: So come on, won’t the little one taste my socks?
Oğuz was in a state of exploding at any moment in the face of the words he heard from Ayten. His hands trembled with excitement as he opened the zipper. The rooster was now looking for a place to scatter its lava like a volcano, freed from tent confinement.
Ayten: Look who’s here (with a slightly sarcastic tone)
Ayten is playing games by gluing the pleasure water released by the tool to her smoked thin socks with her big toe. Oğuz was going crazy every second in the face of the scenes he saw. Ayten started to move her other socked foot with soft touches on Oğuz’s groin and testicles. He left the other foot to play with the pleasure water stuck to his sock and started to stroke the top of the rooster with his toes. Oğuz could not stand the pleasure of nylon stockings any longer. Her rooster now emptied her semen like a volcano onto Ayten’s gorgeous smoked thin nylon stockings.
Ayten : Your little one must have been heartbroken (with a mischievous smile)
Oguz : Hı hı (He couldn’t make a sentence with the jolt of ejaculation)
Ayten took off her thin socks covered with semen and cleaned the semen droplets that remained on the rooster and smeared around. While Oğuz was installing the monitor’s cable, Ayten went to her room and returned to the living room with her tan pantyhose, which she had just taken out of the packaging. In front of Oguz’s eyes, she slowly
slipped her tan stockings onto those pillar legs. Although only 10 minutes have passed since the magnificent pleasure he experienced, Oğuz’s rooster started to move again. He knelt down in front of Ayten’s tan socks like a mischievous child whose toy was taken away.
Oğuz : Well, can we do it again? (Like a shy child)
Ayten: I’m going to be late for school. I don’t have any other socks right now. Maybe next time I can prepare you a different Surprise (Another wicked smile)