28/12/2024 18:25:20 by anonymous
From my earliest memories I loved socks. The oldet I got the more it turned me on and the more I experimented. The look and feel, both on others and myself, has always really turned me on, but it wasn’t until one guy specifically that the smell aspect changed me forever. His feet REALLY stink… and I can never get enough of that scent! (And his arm pit scent too!) I literally get high, incredibly aroused, from his stinky socks/feet/shoes. I could write a book about our play activities and I adore every second of it, but I will keep it to a few favorite things. I love his super stinky sock clad feet in my face as much as possible. I love that his socks fill the room with their scent. I love wearing his stinky socks & shoes. I love when he lies down on the couch, plunks his stinky feet in my lap and grins at me… he knows I can’t resist him… and I love that he knows. I am into much more kink than socks, but love including them in all other areas. I love for him to tie me up with his stinky socks in my face… whether on his feet, inside a hood, inside a mask or helmet, or tied there. I love the taste of his sweat on his feet and in his socks… I love being gagged with his sweaty rank socks. I wear his stinky socks and shoes (and stinky t-shirts) all the time and love that I occasionally get a whiff of him throughout the day. Lol… like I said, I could write a book!
