Wearing Mum s Knickers
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I was in bed with a pair of her knickers, smelling them. Yes one of her worn knickers I picked from the dirty cloth hamper in the bathroom. But it turned out to be one of the best things that ever happened to me.I am the love of mum’s life. I have always loved being around her. Even though she is in her thirties, she has a really sexy body, with big, full, 38D breasts. When I was 13 I started to notice my mother as a woman, more than just myMother. She would walk around the house either nude or...
Everything suddenly clicked into place for Helen on that afternoon at home, over a period of several months she had been sure that some of her knickers had gone missing only to show up again later on, at first she thought that she was just getting forgetful or that they had fallen behind a drawer or somewhere but now here she could clearly see the truth.Her 14yr son Mark was sat in his room playing on the playstation, clearly unaware that his mother was looking into his room from the doorway...
In the early 1980s I won a role in a film that involved a certain amount of, implied, sexual interaction in bed. In that era it wasn’t anything like as graphic as sex on film is these days but I was to be in bed with a fellow actor with both of us being, supposedly, ‘nude’. I was topless but my breasts wouldn’t be seen properly on film whereas Mike was to be completely naked because towards the end of the scene his back and the top of his buttocks would be seen. It was a closed set with a...
I’d arrived back from work knowing I had the laundry to do and that would be my first job before tackling tea for my son and me. I went straight up stairs and came to Terry’s room first saying hello as I passed, he was a typical 16-year-old sitting in front of his telly on his x box. Now in my bedroom, I grabbed a handful of clothes in the basket and I felt something damp on my hand. When I pulled the handful out, I was shocked to see it was my knickers that looked wet. Closer investigation...
In the early eighties, I was a chubby, shy sixteen-year-old virgin with only a few friends, but what I had was a love of ladies’ knickers (even now well into my fifties, I still love knickers, but at least now, I can buy for myself). This is a story of when I got caught stealing them.I could not get enough of them, and so I went around looking for clotheslines in backyards to see what I could steal so that I could wear them and wank into them. The fact I may get caught made it all the more fun....
First TimeEverything suddenly clicked into place for Helen on that afternoon at home, over a period of several months she had been sure that some of her knickers had gone missing only to show up again later on, at first she thought that she was just getting forgetful or that they had fallen behind a drawer or somewhere but now here she could clearly see the truth.Her 14yr son Mark was sat in his room playing on the playstation, clearly unaware that his mother was looking into his room from the doorway...
Chapter 3After getting home on that Saturday evening, I lay in bed naked, except for Nicola’s knickers around my hard cock. It had been a wonderful time with her. But no matter how hard I tried and how many times I came, my cock stayed hard. I eventually fell asleep with a very sore cock, still wrapped in a sticky pair of knickers and I had some wonderful wet dreams.The following week seemed to drag on forever. The only bright point was that I got my hands on some condoms (I stole them from my...
IncestShe told me to undress, I stripped down to my boxers and felt really nervous. She sat on the bed in front of me and parted her legs, I could see she was wearing white cotton knickers and her hairs were peeking out either side of the gusset. I was told to get on my knees, as I did this she pulled her skirt right up to her tummy revealing a wonderful pair of full cotton knickers. She then said come closer and sniff. My heart was pounding I pressed my nose into the gusset, It was so warm and damp,...
As long as I can remember I have loved wearing sexy lingerie. I felt that being able to wear sexy lacy items was part of my right as a sexy woman. I especially love stockings and garter belts. Although I wear pantyhose at times, I prefer stockings. My favorite brand is Wolford but I wear others. I love the feel of wearing them and the looks I get from men and some women. I love the stares I get when someone sees the garter bumps in my skirts or a little bit of stocking top. It works especially...
LesbianThis story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Message begins.Hiya, lad. I miss you so much, and I wish you could be here now, but I'll have to wait.Do you know, all I have on right now is my knickers. They are white cotton knickers with a thin band of lace around the top. They cover the glorious curves of my large cheeks, and hide the aroused blushing my skin is racing with. And I'm thinking about you.I wonder, would you like to see me? Do you...
FetishThe other day, I was walking around town wearing a short mini skirt a nice short pleated one and a strappy top which was kind of struggling to hold my boobs in. I was wearing a nice pair of knickers which had a cute pattern on and really comfortable to wear. I was getting horny under the sun and seeing quite a few girls in short skirts which with the odd few managed to get a good upskirt view, some of the girls were wearing really cute panties, a couple had decided to go commando. I met up with...
I had arranged to see a mistress, it had been a long time since I'd done this. When I arrived I was shown into a room and saw another lady sat there, I was told that this other "mistress" was here to watch and maybe help out.I was told to undress, I stood there naked in front of them both, my cock was growing, it seemed even naughtier that there were two of them looking at my naked body and half erect cock. I was handed a pair of lacey knickers and told to put them on - as I pulled them up I...
There’s no denying it, I fancy Leanne and I have done the whole time that I’ve know her. We’re old school friends that have reconnected thanks to Instagram. She’d been posting to her ‘story’ and I’d sent the odd reply to her in the hopes of striking up some conversation. Eventually we’d began messaging each other almost daily and I have to admit that I’d become quite impatient waiting for her replies because I looked forward to them. Leanne’s messages were exciting to receive and always gave me...
Quickie SexRed Dress no Knickers. Dinner. Posh restaurant, dark, lots of heavy drapes, black and red, velvet tablecloths and seat covers. Large black candles on floor mounted candelabra provide the seductive illumination. A 20’s theme night. A pleasant murmur of conversation pervades the room, the actual voices and content muffled by the heavy furnishing. The clientele are very obviously affluent; there is an undercurrent of decadence often brought about by gatherings such as this. All of the ladies are...
My husband decided to run off with a young girl from his work. The divorce settlement was to my advantage; I got the house, and a car.For the first few years, everything was great, except for my sex life. I made several purchases of 'toys' that I kept hidden in the back of my knicker drawer under my underwear. These seemed to be enough for me for the time being...I used one or two of them a couple of times a week. One Monday morning, as I was getting the dirty clothes ready for the washing...
Ben and his two pals were on holiday here for a few weeks, earlier in the summer. By the last week of their holidays his two mates were hopelessly lost in holiday romances. As for the rest of their holiday? well you can guess...! He looked an increasingly lonely figure for the last week or so, and the shine he had taken to me earlier at the beach seemed to be his only brightness as he took every chance to chat me up, during which amid other flattery, he told me that he had already noticed me...
For as long as I can remember I've been obsessed with my mother's legs. My very first wank was brought on by the sight of her curvaceous stockinged legs in high heels. She also liked to wear knee high black leather boots which would send me into a frenzy. I once saw walked past her room while she was getting ready for bed and saw through the gap in the door that she was wearing those boots and nothing else! Needless to say my dad fucked her senseless that night and I listened with my ear to the...
Looking back, it was only a matter of time before I got caught dressed in my wife's lingerie.I have loved dressing up ever since my early teens when I first discovered the delights of dressing in my mum's underwear. Although I have gone for long periods abstaining from dressing, the truth is that I am addicted to wearing lingerie. So, I will always return to it. My particular favourite is to wear retro underwear like french knickers, slips, basques, fully fashioned nylons and the like.My...
I ran into my friends Mom the other day, she still great she is about 55 now. That got me thinking about when I was 14 or 15 and I used to stay at my friends house all the time. I always fancied his mom she was so sexy, short blonde hair, curvy figure, big boobs and a big ass. I remember going to the toilet in his house. I was in the bathroom and I was just about to leave and then I noticed a pair of his Moms knickers on the floor, so of course being a young lad I couldnt resist, I picked them...
An interesting development occurred this week. The faeries believed they needed to pay for the homes, but they didn’t know-how. Sparky informed Lee of the problem. During lunch, Lee was talking to Sandra and Debora when Deb winged about the quality of lingerie in the replicator. She wished she had her silk knickers back. Kyle added that he missed his silk boxer shorts. That afternoon Lee scrounged through the library for lingerie patterns and printed a heap of patterns out. The next...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Message begins. Hiya, lad. I miss you so much, and I wish you could be here now, but I’ll have to wait. Do you know, all I have on right now is my knickers. They are white cotton knickers with a thin band of lace around the top. They cover the glorious curves of my large cheeks, and hide the aroused blushing my skin is racing with. And I’m thinking about you. I wonder, would you like to see me? Do...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Message begins:"Where are you? I need you to answer....Pick up?...Please?Oh, come on! I need you. I'm so hot, and I've got one hand in my knickers right now. I'm in the toilets, and I'll have to be quiet if anybody comes in. Pick up, dammit!Mmm...Oh, lad, where the fuck are you? Why can't you be there? My hand is all wet and sticky, and I'm smearing my juice on my fingers, and rubbing my clit. Oh...
MasturbationLast night i went out to meet my friends for a few drinks and spend a night getting drunk. When i got to the pub to meet them they were alreay drunk and i was still sober.My friend was dressed casualy and wanted a pair of jeans and shoes but as he was drunk he couldnt drive his car back. He gave me his keys and told me to drive to his house and pic his jeans and shoes up and not to worry as his parents were away for the weekend.I turned up at his house and walked into his room to get his jeans...
The pretty redhead with the deep green eyes saw the multicolored box right out on the table in the outdoor market out of the corner of her eyes and it drew her attention like a magnet to true North. She pretended to be looking at something entirely different because she didn’t want the old man with the hooked nose to think she was interested in the strange item sitting out all alone on a large table with no other items closer than an arm’s length away. She looked closely at an egg-beater that...
Danielle perused her latest balance sheet, as she relaxed in her plush office at DC Lingerie. Emma, her PA, was massaging her shoulders, relieving what little knots had formed after her session in the gym. “Looking good?” asked Emma. “Yes, hosiery is up 33% on this time last year.” “Hmmm… you’re a genius baby.” “Thank you Emma,” said Danielle, stroking her friend’s hand as her fingers brushed the side of her neck. “I was thinking Danielle…” Danielle looked up at her sexy assistant. “Come and...
ExhibitionismMy name is Ruth. I hate that name. It makes me sound so Jewish. The fact that I am Jewish has nothing to do with it. It is just the way it comes out, so utterly harsh and brittle. I can't tell you the jokes about "Baby Ruth" that haunted me in elementary school. I don't look Jewish at all. The nonsense of being what your name is makes me want to puke. That is why I changed my name to Annie when we moved to New Jersey. I feel that as Annie I have a whole new world in front of me. Now I...
As long as I can remember I have loved wearing sexy lingerie. I felt that being able to wear sexy lacy items was part of my right as a sexy woman. I especially love stockings and garter belts. Although I wear pantyhose at times, I prefer stockings. My favorite brand is Wolford but I wear others. I love the feel of wearing them and the looks I get from men and some women. I love the stares I get when someone sees the garter bumps in my skirts or a little bit of stocking top. It works especially...
We arrived on the stroke at 21:15, and all the fun began, on the bus ride into the camp, with my niece Lisa, losing her knickers, before we even arrived at the hostel.We arrived at the train station and were met by some old friends, I had been keeping in touch with, over the years since my last stay, you can read about them in my story about myself and my mother, in the sauna, something Karol and Lisa knew about, so both girls were on a high, on the way up.We were of course way up North,...
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Reddit Stockings, aka r/Stockings! Only real men understand the beauty of gorgeous girls wearing nothing but stockings, and I am sure many will agree. Now, while this subreddit is not solely dedicated to nudes and stockings, they have the closest content to that, and I am sure you will enjoy it. Of course, I am going on a whim here, that you have already heard about Reddit, right?If you have not, then you are definitely missing out, my dudes. Reddit is a great place with a lot to offer, and...
Reddit NSFW ListBy the time Mike Harris boarded his Continental Airlines flight out of Houston bound for New York he was shagged. The cheery "welcome aboard" issued with a smile by the cabin staff at the door of the aircraft was about as insincere as the offer he had turned down at the business meeting he had just attended. To make matters worse the fruitless meeting had stretched late into the afternoon and he had had to hurry to make his flight. Then the surly attendant at the check-in desk had tried to...
I have an auntie who was always considered glamorous, she was c***dless but used to like having both her nieces over to stay and impart her worldly way on us. We, typically, were always rummaging through her drawers, looking for clothes to wear and shoes to put on. We were still c***dren dressing-up but she imparted the notion of stockings and garter belts, though the later, did never have the same effect as the former. She never married and being a society girl, was never short of male...
I have an auntie who was always considered glamorous, she was c***dless but used to like having both her nieces over to stay and impart her worldly way on us.We, typically, were always rummaging through her drawers, looking for clothes to wear and shoes to put on. We were still c***dren dressing-up but she imparted the notion of stockings and garter belts, though the later, did never have the same effect as the former.She never married and being a society girl, was never short of male friends,...
I had seen the old man twice that morning enter the toilet block and come back out within a few seconds he was looking for some sex ... he was mid to late 60's and a bit scruffy and he looked really furtive as he kept looking around him seeing if anyone was about ....he couldn't see me as I was hiding behind two trees in among the thick bushes leading up to the toilet block. I had been to these toilets only three times before and had to date been wanked off twice by older men one of which let...
Introduction: A slut going wild Moms Stockings: My Sons Cum Bucket I have wanted to fuck my son for a while, ever since he graduated high school this year and really buffed up over the summer working construction. It was then, one random day, while he was in swimming trunks to go for a dip in the pool that I noticed that my son had turned into a man. In fact, my son had grown into a very handsome man, a virtual replica of his deceased father (who died serving his country two years ago). I...
Aunty Jean was really a friend of my Mother, not a real Aunt but someone who visited once a week and her and my Mum used to go shopping together, visit the local Womens Institute meetings and also go out as a foursome at weekends together. Jean was a school secretary at the local college and was a bubbly and vivacious type of woman. She was about 5 7" tall with a very small waist and some would say large round bottom and full thighs. Not fat at all I might add, good shaped calves but her thighs...
It was a crisp, fall night, the kind we both loved and, just maybe, it set the stage for a remarkable memory… passion filled. As we enjoyed a sumptuous dinner, fire crackling in the foreground, we talked of the mundane and filled the gaps with flirting and laughter. Midway through dinner I caught a glimpse of what can only be described as… well, at the time, I was speechless. Peering over her long black boots and tucked under her form fitting black dress, I was stunned to see black lace...
I have wanted to fuck my son for a while, ever since he graduated high school this year and really buffed up over the summer working construction. It was then, one random day, while he was in swimming trunks to go for a dip in the pool that I noticed that my son had turned into a man. In fact, my son had grown into a very handsome man, a virtual replica of his deceased father (who died serving his country two years ago). I didn't only want to fuck my son, no, I wanted to be his...
I have, since I was old enough to discover the sensation of nylon and jacking-off, always loved that intense feeling when I masturbated my cock through a sexy black nylon stocking, using it like a condom. Making love to a much older sexy lady is hot, and getting a fantastic wet blowjob from red lipsticked lips is also out of this world, but sometimes when you masturbate using a nylon stocking, your erotic fantasies go wild into overdrive, not to mention the most intense orgasms you can give to...
Walking backwards through the party I bumped into her, she was absolutely stunning, instead of frowning she was smiling, she had beautiful blue eyes and without taking my eyes away I was dying to look down at her little dress and see her legs and heels. She held my arm steadying herself and as I instantly apologized. She said I was very bad and could make it up to her by giving her one of the drinks I was carrying. She looked back as she walked away, my wife’s drink in her hand and smiled but I...
I love to wear stockings, I really enjoy the whole experience of them. Choosing a new pair, what colour? what denier? Im always a hold ups man as I like to wear them under my trousers to work. My favourite colours are always natural black, or any other shades of black at 15 or 10 denier and then Ivory white, I love to order stockings from Bridal websites that offer such fantastic sheer ivory stockings, that are extra silky for 'her special wedding night' with lovely lace tops. I love to wear...
Tonight was a special night for Valerie. She would be celebrating her new job offer in New York with friends and family at a going away party in her home-towns fanciest restaurant. She had spent the afternoon shopping for the perfect little black evening dress and satin shoes with a satin purse to match. As a finishing touch she splurged and bought herself a pair of her first fully fashioned stockings. She wore stockings with all of her skirts and dresses but had never worn a pair as nice as...
One weekend i came home to visit my mums house, and by chance my stepdads daughter was staying over too. I dont get to see my step-sister very often but have fantasized about her before and have always thought about her knickers!! She had a habit of leaning forward and showing her knicker line off!! She was 20 back then, slightly chubby with pale skin, and has straight red hair and a freckly face.She had driven the long road up to our house from london so that night she went straight to bed....
WELCOME TO CHURCH OF RUBBER - STOLEN STOCKING CONFESSION .the sign read above My study doorway.My transex very leggy young secretary nurse led the new prospect in to My parlor and knocked on my door and I said "COME"the heavy gothic arch door swung open and there stood the two stunning transexual stocking sluts in ultimate sissy wear. One happened to be My private nurse and secretary, the other was a specially chosen pretty thing who had been in communication with ME for some time now. My...
It all started back in the sixties, yes women were wearing tights then but still a few stuck with stockings. My mum still had them but it wasn’t hers that got me into it. It was a family friend that we used to visit, let’s say her name was Mary. Mary was a lovely woman and always made a fuss of me, well I thought it was me but I guess she was like that with everybody, I thought she was beautiful and couldn’t wait until we went to visit.It was especially great if it was the winter, or any time...
It all started with a pair of knee high socks. Tammy was wearing this new pair of socks at school and I happened to be looking at them. As a matter of fact, it wasn't just looking but staring at them. They were white with a fancy knitted pattern and little pink rabbits printed throughout the material. Tammy sits in front of me to the left and instead of looking at our teacher and the lessons she was writing on the board, I was staring at Tammy's legs and her knee high stockings. I made...
No dont get your hopes up not a threesome, although the thought of me fucking my step sister while my wife is fucked by her hubby is quite a turn on.The other day Lisa called round for an evening of fun and food....oh yes drink too.Her and her hubby turned up with a box of red wine some lovely chocolates and she with a beaming smile. She was wearing a slinky dress very very tight and didnt leave anything to the imagination. Knee length, and low cut. She walked in the door and she kissed me on...
This story is from quite some time ago but it is one I have always wanted to share .Lets begin with a little about myself, ok lets just get it out there I am a crossdresser and I have been for a long time. It all started with a fetish for tights but would evolve over time and would lead me to fully dressing as a woman. These days I know longer dress as a woman I am always in male mode, and if I do dress it is as a man in stockings, lingerie and heels so hold the wigs and makeup.The core of...
After spelling out to everyone what the letters C ... O ... N ... stood for Shona turned to Chris and Tammy and asked, “So, when did this happen? And is this why you guys have been so quiet?” Tammy looked at Chris then looked at Shona and replied with, “Our parents have just registered themselves and us as Clothing Optional Nudists. We can officially object if we want but it is expensive. Or we can just wait until we turn sixteen and legally decide for ourselves.” Shona looked at them both...
Yes it's the weekend and I'm getting myself pampered for a night at the club.I get so excited even days before hand ,imagining just what might happen.It's sorted my pussy shaved ,legs waxed and all the little bits taken care of ,I didn't worry what I was going to wear,I knew I had something perfect for my naughty night out .Corset this time I think,it's cream with lace flowers along the cup line if where my breast should sit ,I liked to make sure everything I put on has an effect,I knew when I...
This is a true story/event that happened several years ago when I was working in hospitality/tourism. I did a short stint as a housekeeper at a hotel chain called Novotel in St Kilder, Melbourne for a short time during my overseas working holiday in Australia. I was servicing rooms at a time where a conference was being held and the entire hotel was booked for several days which meant heaps of work for me and high traffic corporate guests. This one room had a very attractive mature blonde...
This is a true story/event that happened several years ago when I was working in hospitality/tourism.I did a short stint as a housekeeper at a hotel chain called Novotel in St Kilder, Melbourne for a short time during my overseas working holiday in Australia.I was servicing rooms at a time where a conference was being held and the entire hotel was booked for several days which meant heaps of work for me and high traffic corporate guests.This one room had a very attractive mature blonde lady...
... our erotic memoir “A story told is a life lived. Once I tell it, I must let it go.” - Chinese proverb. [If you want to jump directly to the hot scenes, look for = Stockings =] “That was a horrible first date. I’m really sorry about that, Ali.” === Two months earlier === Introduction ==== There she is again. So beautiful, so dour, so elegant in her demeanor and walk. She must be an instructor. It seems unlikely that in a campus this big our paths would cross so often. She never...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Message begins: ‘Where are you? I need you to answer. … Pick up? … Please? Oh, come on! I need you. I’m so hot, and I’ve got one hand in my knickers right now. I’m in the toilets, and I’ll have to be quiet if anybody comes in. Pick up, dammit! Mmm… Oh, lad, where the fuck are you? Why can’t you be there? My hand is all wet and sticky, and I’m smearing my juice on my fingers, and rubbing my clit. Oh...
When I was very young I used to stay with my aunt, who was quite a stern career woman and the one who made the money in the house. She had huge tits and often wore a tight white shirt with her trouser suit, which for me as a boy was too much; I would often sit there staring at those luscious big boobs while she walked around the house giving my uncle a hard time, then nip off to the toilet for a quick wank. Anyway, one evening, bored, while walking around the house, I made a discovery. She was...
We were strict in our family. What I mean is we all had to keep our sexual activities to ourselves, pretending to each other that we were celibate! My sister used to either have to wait until she thought the house was empty to bring a man back and satisfy herself, or go to a hotel or secluded spot to get her panties off. And whenever I had sex with Linda, my first girlfriend, we used to have to do it on the floor so that my sister wouldn't hear my bed creak as we fucked each other like crazy -...
My older Auntie Rose was a bit of a drinker. I never saw her quite drunk, mind you, but she had the reputation of having quite the "hollow leg". When she lived with us in our house at the end of Pokebottom Mews, she was always entertaining all sorts of strange men with varying degrees of mute adoration of her nylon clad legs. My mum told me that Aunt Rose had "lost" her true love when they were a lot younger and were both walking out with different young lads from the area. My mum met me da...
‘Hi love, you look exhausted’, she said as I plonked myself on the edge of the bed. I let out a sigh of relief as she pinched the tops of my shoulders. ‘Two hours of cadence training tonight, love’, I replied as we exchanged a gentle kiss. ‘Cycling is certainly fun, but knackering too’, I added as I groaned gently with the sensual touch of her hands. ‘Well, your wife has the perfect cure for that Martin, darling’, she said, kissing my neck gently. ‘Come and show me some of that cadence...