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Nobody would be surprised by my fetish with the fact that my comforter when I went to bed ( When I could stop them finding it) when I was young was a black Aristoc harmony point, mmmmm so soft, sheer, shiny.
I had grown up with my Mother, Aunty, friends of theirs all wearing ffnylon stockings and high heels and me being allowed to mingle with them when they visited for “Gatherings”. I would sit on the floor looking up and around at ffnylon tops being shown, wrinkles galore, sheer, shiny, dark, high heeled perfection. On occasions I was bold enough to stroke those glorious Nylons, generally met by a smile down at me from the owner, a pat on the head, and carry on talking, bliss. In the end my crawling around stroking and caressing their ffnylon stocking legs became the norm. The feelings I got from this were incredible, my Willy was always stiff when I was doing it, it was only a matter of time before I took the leap of dressing up in the wonderful things that made me tingle.
I was 10 when I first dressed fully, taking advantage one day of Mother & Father being out for the afternoon, I had planned in my head what I was to wear from mother’s underwear draws, sheer black nylon pantys, black girdle 6 sus, black HP ffnylons, 4in black suede mules ( fortunately mother had small feet) and a sheer black nylon bed coat that fitted me well as a negligee. Dressing fully in mother’s bedroom became a regular thing , mincing, posing, teasing an invisible audience, and myself with these shows in front of her double mirrored wardrobe doors dressed up totally, even getting to putting on red lipstick, when I got close to the mirror and pouted my lips it felt so good, as I rubbed my ffnylon legs together. I loved doing it.
About 3 years later from my dressing origins I had perfected my dress style, posing, roleplay in my head ( didn’t know it was roleplay then lol ) constantly erect and enjoying the feelings and my reflection. I loved my dressing time, and today was one of those days, Aunty Sheila and Uncle Philip had popped over and were staying for a couple of days to see mother & father, I loved Aunty Sheila, she was 5ft5, medium build, great tits and cleavage ( always on show) and she always wore dark ffnylons and high heels. I had stayed with them on many occasions when mother was in hospital for a prolonged period and father was working, so it was thought best I stayed with them. I loved my time there, Uncle Philip used to work long hours and Aunty Sheila was rarely home before 6, giving me lots of time to dress up in her finery, so many gorgeous , sheer , silky, underthings to wear, always with ffnylons and high heels, and Aunty Sheila had the same size feet as mother.
All four of them had gone for a pub lunch followed by a tour of a local brewery. I knew I had a special time to come, they were going to be gone for hours and hours, once the drink started flowing. As Aunty Sheila was staying I’d gone through her case and borrowed a pair of coffee HP”s, a black nylon half slip and a pair of 4in court navy sling backs. I knew mother’s draws like the back of my hand so in no time the bed was strewn with many many pairs of ffnylon stockings, sheer pantys, slips, negligees. It was a sea of dark nylon softness. Over the years I had created things to feel nicest, keeping my Willy hard for longest, laying on the bed all dressed rubbing myself against this sheer blanket with my ffnylon legs rubbing, my ffnylon clad arms, my ffnylon sheathed head (Truly, I kinked very early) and my erection feeling so naughty.
My outfit this day was mother’s satin panelled black obg 6 sus, mother’s sheer nylon coffee pantys, Aunty Sheilas Coffee ffnylons, her slingbacks, mother’s sheer black nylon sleeved nighty ( again like a negligee ), red lipstick and a bed covered in softness, my Willy was already starting to get hard. I swished and swished and swished my ffnylon legs together as I watched myself walk towards the double mirrors, seeing this naughty boy enjoying himself so much was so tingly feeling, my erection was so sensitive, I used to use the ffnylons in every way, standing astride as I have a ffnylon toe in left hand, ffnylon top in right hand and drag it backwards and forwards under and against my scrotum and Penis, exctasy, letting them fall and be drawn over my nipples , kissing them, licking them.
I moved the chair from mother’s dresser in front of the mirrors, sat down and crossed and uncrossed my ffnylon clad legs, feeling the special tingle starting, but somehow it felt different. As I looked at my reflection sitting down, teasing, posing, modelling ffnylon stockings and high heels making my erection feel good, but this time I rubbed my kinky Penis longer than usual obviously ( or that was my time) as the feelings got more and more and more tingly different tingly , my ffnylon legs swished, and swished, and swished together, my left hand caressed both my nipples through mother’s black nighty as I looked at my reflection, red lips pouting as this dirty boy in front of me started masturbating, oh it was glorious, it was incredible as I felt this feeling build up, and up, and up and eventually watching myself in all that gorgeous finery became to much as string after string after string after string of my first ejaculation splashed all over my ffnylons, nighty, pantys, girdle, shoes it was everywhere.
I lay on the ffnylon, undie covered bed looking at the coverage of my first ejaculation. And feeling serene &lovely, but not for long. “ Well well well young man, what exactly is it you think you are up to!!!!!!!!!! Answer me” My Uncle Philips voice shattered my moment, all I felt now was sheer panic.
If I get good feedback I will do the continuation of this story, and there is a ffnylon stocking high heeled kinky continuation. Joyce Nylons XXX
I had grown up with my Mother, Aunty, friends of theirs all wearing ffnylon stockings and high heels and me being allowed to mingle with them when they visited for “Gatherings”. I would sit on the floor looking up and around at ffnylon tops being shown, wrinkles galore, sheer, shiny, dark, high heeled perfection. On occasions I was bold enough to stroke those glorious Nylons, generally met by a smile down at me from the owner, a pat on the head, and carry on talking, bliss. In the end my crawling around stroking and caressing their ffnylon stocking legs became the norm. The feelings I got from this were incredible, my Willy was always stiff when I was doing it, it was only a matter of time before I took the leap of dressing up in the wonderful things that made me tingle.
I was 10 when I first dressed fully, taking advantage one day of Mother & Father being out for the afternoon, I had planned in my head what I was to wear from mother’s underwear draws, sheer black nylon pantys, black girdle 6 sus, black HP ffnylons, 4in black suede mules ( fortunately mother had small feet) and a sheer black nylon bed coat that fitted me well as a negligee. Dressing fully in mother’s bedroom became a regular thing , mincing, posing, teasing an invisible audience, and myself with these shows in front of her double mirrored wardrobe doors dressed up totally, even getting to putting on red lipstick, when I got close to the mirror and pouted my lips it felt so good, as I rubbed my ffnylon legs together. I loved doing it.
About 3 years later from my dressing origins I had perfected my dress style, posing, roleplay in my head ( didn’t know it was roleplay then lol ) constantly erect and enjoying the feelings and my reflection. I loved my dressing time, and today was one of those days, Aunty Sheila and Uncle Philip had popped over and were staying for a couple of days to see mother & father, I loved Aunty Sheila, she was 5ft5, medium build, great tits and cleavage ( always on show) and she always wore dark ffnylons and high heels. I had stayed with them on many occasions when mother was in hospital for a prolonged period and father was working, so it was thought best I stayed with them. I loved my time there, Uncle Philip used to work long hours and Aunty Sheila was rarely home before 6, giving me lots of time to dress up in her finery, so many gorgeous , sheer , silky, underthings to wear, always with ffnylons and high heels, and Aunty Sheila had the same size feet as mother.
All four of them had gone for a pub lunch followed by a tour of a local brewery. I knew I had a special time to come, they were going to be gone for hours and hours, once the drink started flowing. As Aunty Sheila was staying I’d gone through her case and borrowed a pair of coffee HP”s, a black nylon half slip and a pair of 4in court navy sling backs. I knew mother’s draws like the back of my hand so in no time the bed was strewn with many many pairs of ffnylon stockings, sheer pantys, slips, negligees. It was a sea of dark nylon softness. Over the years I had created things to feel nicest, keeping my Willy hard for longest, laying on the bed all dressed rubbing myself against this sheer blanket with my ffnylon legs rubbing, my ffnylon clad arms, my ffnylon sheathed head (Truly, I kinked very early) and my erection feeling so naughty.
My outfit this day was mother’s satin panelled black obg 6 sus, mother’s sheer nylon coffee pantys, Aunty Sheilas Coffee ffnylons, her slingbacks, mother’s sheer black nylon sleeved nighty ( again like a negligee ), red lipstick and a bed covered in softness, my Willy was already starting to get hard. I swished and swished and swished my ffnylon legs together as I watched myself walk towards the double mirrors, seeing this naughty boy enjoying himself so much was so tingly feeling, my erection was so sensitive, I used to use the ffnylons in every way, standing astride as I have a ffnylon toe in left hand, ffnylon top in right hand and drag it backwards and forwards under and against my scrotum and Penis, exctasy, letting them fall and be drawn over my nipples , kissing them, licking them.
I moved the chair from mother’s dresser in front of the mirrors, sat down and crossed and uncrossed my ffnylon clad legs, feeling the special tingle starting, but somehow it felt different. As I looked at my reflection sitting down, teasing, posing, modelling ffnylon stockings and high heels making my erection feel good, but this time I rubbed my kinky Penis longer than usual obviously ( or that was my time) as the feelings got more and more and more tingly different tingly , my ffnylon legs swished, and swished, and swished together, my left hand caressed both my nipples through mother’s black nighty as I looked at my reflection, red lips pouting as this dirty boy in front of me started masturbating, oh it was glorious, it was incredible as I felt this feeling build up, and up, and up and eventually watching myself in all that gorgeous finery became to much as string after string after string after string of my first ejaculation splashed all over my ffnylons, nighty, pantys, girdle, shoes it was everywhere.
I lay on the ffnylon, undie covered bed looking at the coverage of my first ejaculation. And feeling serene &lovely, but not for long. “ Well well well young man, what exactly is it you think you are up to!!!!!!!!!! Answer me” My Uncle Philips voice shattered my moment, all I felt now was sheer panic.
If I get good feedback I will do the continuation of this story, and there is a ffnylon stocking high heeled kinky continuation. Joyce Nylons XXX
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