Sniff her socks

You choose a pair of rainbow striped knee-socks, an hold one up to your nose. You breathe in its salty sweat scent. It reminds you of tears, or the ocean. You feel its soft cashmere texture on your cheek. Lewd ideas come to mind. You can't wait to use these. You unzip your pants, your cock already half-erect, you slip one of the oversized sock on your cock, and you leave it dangling. The other one you put on your hand, the long slender sleeve reaching past your elbow, the elastic tight against your bicep. When you flex your arm it creates a nice tight sensation.

You begin to jerk your 'socked' dick with your 'socked' arm. It's not intense, but it's still nice nonetheless, your steady rhythmatic stroking makes you feel at ease. It doesn't take long for your balls to tighten and the pressure to start welling up. You pick up the pace, stroking your cock faster, and faster, and faster, and with a final stroke, you orgasm, shooting streaks of your spunk down the sock.

"You having fun there?"

You turn around, a shocked expression on your face. Susanne standing in the doorway with a towel wrapped around her body, though it clings to her form, not leaving much to the imagination. There's a gun in her hand, a 9mm pistol, and it's aimed straight at you.

"I had the decency to let you finish. I can't wait to feel that spunk between my toes!" Her cheeks flush red. "But didn't anyone ever tell you it's impolite to enter a ladies room uninvited?" She takes a step closer. "I'm sorry, you seem like a fun guy, but I'd rather not take any chances."

She fires the gun straight at your chest, and once more, piercing your stomach. You crumple to the floor, bleeding profusely all over the wooden boards. Susanne walks over and slides the moist knee-sock off your cock. She drops her towel, revealing her light brown skin, and acts out a last peep-show for you, seductively putting her leg out as she slides the moist knee-sock on up, snapping the elastic against the bottom of her thigh.

"Ooh man, that feels so nice! The warm suelching between my toes... I almost gushed from the feeling. I gotta' get more guys to do this to my socks!" She flashes you a grin, and that's the last thing you see as you pass out from blood loss.