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A Thursday morning she was at her office. I entered through the basement garage and went straight up to the nineteenth floor. Apartment 1907 was a corner apartment. I made quick work of the lock, her security system wasn't set. Straight to the bedroom I headed. I found a black corset. She had a pair of seamed black pantyhose and a pair of leopard print 5" heels. I got home and inhaled her pantyhose and corset. I took to the bed and cummed hard into her corset. She took her place amongst the rest. Name? Marlo Garrett?, date acquired? November 14th. I had one more spot for my first row.
My first night with Melanie was amazing. It wasn't planned, she was going out with friends and I was staying in for the night. My doorbell rang at 1am. I was surprised to see her standing at my door looking so amazing. I pulled her in and kissed her deeply. Our tongues danced together in harmony. I went straight for the skin tight dress and pulled it up. I felt like she had a hint of reservation standing there spanx exposed. She quickly recovered and pushed me down to the sofa and straddled me. As we kissed I rubbed her pantyhosed legs and spanx giving me a super erection. In a matter of seconds our clothes were gone and she was riding me. I licked and suckled her nipples like low hanging fruit. She rode me hard until we both exploded together. We laid there and I wondered how being with someone would affect my favorite hobby. If she ever found out my fetish , would she know I had taken her things? I couldn't risk it. I would have to take things slow with Melanie.
It'd been a few months. Melanie and I were having sex but we weren't a couple either. I had full time access to a pantyhose spanx wearing high heeled beauty. Melanie wasn't enough, I had fell in love with the chase. It excited me in a thrilling way. I had that missing space to complete shelf number one. Who would it be? I had seen a few potentials, but wanted a special trophy for number six. It hit me like a ton of bricks. I would return to wear it all started, Mom. It would take some surveillance but not a lot. I knew her schedule, I just had to get her maid Hazel's. I got started right away. Hazel had every other Monday off. Mom worked usually until around six thirty or seven. I was good to go and I had a key.
Two weeks later I went in on Monday morning. I kept the same plan and headed straight for her closet. The day before's pantyhose were sheer off-black. There was a black shaping slip hanging over the chair in the walk-in. I settled on a pair of gray heels with a black bow on the back. I put her slip up to my face and stretched and inhaled it. I turned to leave and Mom was standing there. I didn't know what to say.
"How long have you been standing there?"
"Long enough, I have known about your kinks for sometime now."
"You have?"
"Did you really think I needed help getting into my girdle for years?"
"Huh."
"Did you think I didn't feel you against me, you were hard as a rock. I never saw you like that until you started helping me."
She hugged me. I couldn't help myself I started to feel her tight shaping slip through her blouse. She didn't stop me. I lifted her tight skirt and just rubbed her ass through her slip and pantyhose. She turned around, I put my dick between her slip and pantyhose. The greatest thing I'd ever felt before. I moved it in and out feeling my engorged cock trapped between her hose and slip. I shot a load off and collapsed onto a chair. As I sat she put my cock between her pantyhosed thighs until I was back to full erection.
I took my time and relished in the moment. She stood before me with her skirt removed. I got down on my knees and slowly fondled her four inch stilettos. They were black patent and felt wonderful. I could feel a current running through me. My hands glided up to her sheer black pantyhose. I could feel every silky fiber beneath my fingertips. I was basking in a state of pantyhose worship. My hands moved further up to her hips encased in her tight shaping slip. For a woman of her forties she tried her best to stay in shape. There was nothing wrong with a little help from a foundation garment. It was amazing to touch. In my mind I somehow wished I could be inside her pantyhose and girdle with her. My erection hadn't entered my mind until it made contact with her pantyhosed leg. I sat back in the chair with a massive erection. She turned around and began to rub her pantyhosed ass over my erection. I reached around and grabbed her girdled waist and exploded on her again. I collapsed into a heap of pantyhose heaven.
Number six was the most amazing. Shelf one done.
Adrian "Mom" Parker date acquired January 10th.
- COMMENTS
JhMcKnalmost 4 years agoI am truly amazed that no one has made a comment about your story. Other than the pantyhose portion, I love it.
I grew up in the 40's and 50's. ack then it was girdles and sheer full fashioned stockings. I used to ogle women as they walked along the sidewalks, checking the seams on their nylon stockings to see if they were straight and whether they were self colored or contrast colored.. Then I would check for grter bumps trying to determine if they were wearing a girdle or a garter belt to keep their stockings up.
Sometimes if I was in a store and a lady was shopping and bent over to get an item off the lowest shelf, they would show me their girdle and I could see if they were wearing panties under it.
I also love watching women piss and get turned on watching when they just lift their dress or skirt, spread their legs slightly apart, and let their piss flow getting their panties or panty girdle all wet.
I'd love to talk with you about our fetishes.
I'm under jhmckn@gmail.com.
Cheers.
Anonymousalmost 6 years agoMy Mom got me hooked on hose and girdles. She use to call me to hook up the back garters. We crossed a major hurdle, when she asked me to hook up her garters. I got under her dress and she had not panties on, under the girdle!!! I was so close to that very hairy pussy. All that thick mat of black pubic hair. I so wanted to stick my face in it. I took longer than usual and she knew it. She was teasing me. We went to dinner and only I knew she had no panties. She made me watch her get fucked that evening. I watched from the front seat, as she took two men in the back. She was naked except for the hose and girdle. More!!!
Anonymousover 8 years agoWhen I was in my early teens (before there were pantyhose) I loved to see older women wearing girdles and stockings. I would sometimes peek in their bedroom windows at night to watch them get undressed. From time to time I was able to get "trophies" for myself, be it from their bedroom or clothes line. I loved the feel of those nylon stockings and girdles and slips (sometimes even bras) on my body.
Today I enjoy watching women walking by wearing pantyhose but it is not quite the same excitement as a woman wearing a girdle and stockings.
Anonymousover 10 years agoI guess my real pantyhose fetish started when I was 18 I went to a wedding as part of the bridal party, we were in a room with the bridesmaids who seemed comfortable getting into their outfits in front of us. Watching them standing there in their pantyhose made me hard and throughout the wedding all I could think of was their pantyhosed pussies and bottoms. I had a few girlfriends, most didn't wear pantyhose, but that all changed when i put an ad in the local paper, interested in women in lingerie, especially pantyhose. I got 3 replies, the 3rd one we talked and agreed to meet at a local café. Ingrid was 15 years older than me, she wore a blouse and tight skirt over her ample hips. We talked, we agreed, she would wear pantyhose, bend over in front of me, I could stroke and cumm over her pantyhosed bottom, no sex, we agreed a fee. I said well lets set a time and day and she looked surprised and said what about now and so we walked back to her flat. As we walked up 1 flight of stairs she told me to stop, I did, she took 3 steps up and bent over, her pantyhosed pussy and arse on display. She stood and kept walking and turned and said are you coming. I galloped up the stairs, into the apartment, she lifted her skirt, what a great arse, she wasn't wearing panties, just pantyhose,and it wasn't long before I was stroking and my cumm shot onto her hosed bottom. Since that time, I have moved in with her and I have sucked and licked her hosed pussy and arse as she sucked me dry and fucked her pussy and arse after tearing a hole in hose. Her fee, well I have to look after her when she brings her tricks back to the apartment.
rdoolittleover 10 years agoI kept hoping he would get caught and punished with forced fem and bondage. Maybe next time?
