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The door to the kitchen opened behind me and the kitchen maid, who also served in the dining room, bustled through. " I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Malone." " No problem, Ashley. I just got here myself. " I looked up at the taught fabric over Ashley's full breasts as she leaned forward to set out my orange juice, eggs and bacon. My eyes traveled up to her brown hair, smoothed back into a ponytail, and down her body to her short denim skirt. My fingers slid up between her thighs...
I am Mahehs25 years old Jaipur Rajasthan Dostoon Meri Shadi Ko 2 years Hogey Hai Aaj jo Main Aap ko Yay Story Sona Raraha Hon yay 1 year Pehley ki Hai Aur Meri Sali ”BILLO”ki hai main uska Nam Nahi Batana Chahta Use Sab ”BILLO” hi Kehtai Hai tu Yaroon Pehley Yay Bata Calon K meri Shadi (SIALKOT) Main Hoi Hai Yani Mera Susral (SIALKOT)Main Hai Yay Un Dino Ki Bat Hai Jab Meri Wife Thi Meri Walda Borhi Hai (zaeef) Aur Main Aklota Hi Hoon ”” Tu Mre Susral Waloon Ne Kaha K hamare Yahan Larki Ka...
Nylon Fem Doms Sisters Deal with David's Stocking Fetish by BlkNYLONS ©BlkNYLONS 2006 This took place in 1964... A time when the fashion called for women too wear girdles, garters, and shiny ultra sheer reinforced heel and toe stockings, spike heel pumps/mules daily! A time when my fetish for nylons was young and in full bloom! A FANTASY...
As she stood in her bathroom she could almost still feel his presence. Joan would know just were to look as she focused on the row of stockings that were laid out hanging on one of her bathroom towel rods. Several of her nylons were always in different stages of the hang to dry process. At first glance she didn't notice anything out of place, as always her stockings were placed perfectly in pair order, with her brown/beige stockings placed apart from her darker black/gray stockings.That's when...
My mother-in-law is an attractive mature lady of 63. She is slim build and, most importantly, is of an older school of ladies who wear tights everyday, even under trousers. I have often fooled around with her, grabbing her arse when kissing goodbye etc, touching her nylon clad legs when out at parties, all of which were taken in good humour and a playful slap. Anne had asked me round to fix a problem on her computer, quite a regular occurrence! And so I went up to her office and booted up the...
The continuing nylon fetish adventures of a young boy as he grows into teendom. If you're not into nylons, this story will likely not interest you. This story also contains some i*****l activities by a fetish driven teen that is purely fictitious and not condoned by the author.Billy had already reached puberty which caused a real shift in his affinity for nylons. Their allure was more intense than ever. Their appeal was beyond their softness and silkiness. It was more than the comfort and...
Roger has an intense fetish for nylons. It's been with him since he was a little boy and seemed to start when he was given the opportunity to play with his mother's fully fashioned nylon stockings that were still in their striking, colorful boxes. They was something so alluring, almost hypnotic about their unusual appearance. They were like clothing you could see through and he wondered why that was so. Instead of being like a pair of socks that he wore, he could see through their film like...
First off, I have had full permission from the hosts to write about this, my introduction to nylon encasement, and also to a group of new friends, a friendship that I hope will blossom and continue well into the future.The rules were rather simple, turn up with sufficinet amount of nylon, no problem for me as I have way more than I need. The nylon should be no more than 50 denier. I purchased 6 pairs of tan 15 denier tights and 2 pairs of stockings of the same gague on my way home from work...
It's early evening in the head-office of Parker, Higson and Monk a small and upcoming marketing company. Harry a well respected Partner in the firm is working late. The office is almost empty with the xmas holidays except for a few stragglers and the lovely Justine Walker a recently appointed Sales Manager. Justine is long legged brunette, she is also whats known as a power dresser, always in tight breast hugging blouses and ass hugging pencil skirts. However this is not what catches Harry’s...
I thought I would share something that happened to me when I was 16, that has stayed in my memory for years. We lived in the north of England when I was growing up. And although not rich we had a cleaning lady who came during the week, she looked after me during the school holidays while my mum and dad were at work. I thought things might change as I got older, but they didn't trust me to be in on my own all day, probably get into trouble or something. I was an only child, and I've always...
FetishI convinced my wife to join the INFC so we could find another couple to share our nylon fetish fantasies with. We set up a profile with our preferences - looking for a mature nylon centered couple who enjoy the good life - fine dining at upscale restaurants; traditional cocktails; old school RHT nylon stockings or ultra sheer pantyhose. Must be fit, height/weight proportionate, attractive, well dressed and impeccably clean. Hubby welcomes other cigar smoking men.We also search the site and we...
Rob Connors sat alone in the small anteroom just off the foyer. He could hear, but not see what was happening in the larger room across. The doors to both rooms remained open and the hard tile surface of the entry way served to make the sound carry with surprising clarity. He had listened intently as the sharp click of high-heeled pumps sounded on the hard surface and then softened slightly as they reached the hardwood flooring in the larger room. It was his wife who was now standing in the...
A story of how my boring mundane work journey was made bearable by fantasising about a lady who used to get on my train each day, her inspiration for this story came from her gorgeous nylon clad legsthe lady was real sadly the story is made up...One day on the train to work, the mature lady who most days i shared a train carriage with on the way to work, asked if I liked what I saw when I overdid the fleating glances at her vey smart work attire.Her attire of smart black blazer, white blouse,...
MY NYLON GODDESS This story is part autobiography, part fantasy. I haven't yet decided whether to continue it, but any feedback or suggestions would be very welcome! ================================ I stopped dead, hand still clamped around the head of my cock. Had she seen me? As she'd tilted her head to gaze up at the high window from which I was looking down into the garden, I had been nearing the point of orgasm. Instead of bobbing down out of sight as I would normally...
A few years ago I used to send my smelly panties and pantyhose to a crossdresser called Joxie. In particular he requested that my panties and tights must be ‘really worn and smelly’. In turn he would pose with them, however I wanted. He loved following my precise orders on how to pose. He’d send me the pictures of him (below) wearing or sniffing, or stuffing my used panties into his pantyhose, telling me that I could post the pics anywhere, as he loved the attention. It gave him a thrill...
This is a true story that happened about 2 years ago. I have a real nylon foot fetish and love nothing more than worshipping my girlfriends soles covered in sheer nylon and then covering them in cum! I am very lucky that my girlfriend gets involved with my fetish as she had never heard of it before she was with me. My GF Sarah has gorgeous size 6 feet usually with red painted toes. She works in an office environment so has to wear trousers or a dress with heels and always wears tights or knee...
My earliest recollection of nylons is when I was very young (early 50's). My Aunt Helen, who lived with us, worked as a secretary at a trucking company, and as such, always wore dresses or skirts to work. I remember that when she got home from work, she'd sit on the couch and take her stockings and high heels off, and leave them there until she went to bed. I was fascinated with her legs, and I still remember exactly what they looked (and felt) like - she had great legs! She would hike...
I must have been walking around with my eyes shut, or maybe I was just a late bloomer. I don't know, but what I do know is that I'm glad I found the delights of nylon. I have always loved the look of a woman in heels and boots, but couple that together with nylon whether it be tights / pantyhose or stockings and, for me, it's an amazing sight to behold.As I said I must have been walking around with my eyes closed, I was 18 and the first time I really took notice of the nylon and heels combo was...
My First Nylon and Girdle Experience Synopsis: A young boy living in the conservative Midwest starts on his life long journey of the joy of cross dressing and his deep desire and lust for silky sexy nylons. Soon he starts to learn with much encouragement what it's like to be a girl from his Mom's best friend! My First Nylon & Girdle Experience By: Jamie R. Written & Published Exclusively for Sheer Delight (trannycafe.com) Copy write 1998-2008 by Jamie R. of T. H. Ent. ALL...
Kerry was bored. The man, her ex, who was sitting across from her in the restaurant was talking shit about a reconciliation. He thought he was in with a chance because she had gone to the trouble of putting on immaculate makeup, and squeezing her body into a skintight black lycra dress and black tights, with an incandescent sheen. ‘So maybe we can try again?’ he said. She looked down her nose at him with disgust. ‘Are you serious? You didn’t really think that I bought this dress and slipped...
My Adventures in Nylon By Colorado Leg Man As long as I can remember, I have held a deep appreciation for the feel of nylon. The soft texture, the feel of the silkiness, the sheen on a woman's legs. Fascinated by the magic it held, I started experimenting at a young age. These are a few of my accounts of the fun I have had with nylon and the pleasure it has brought to me over the years. This is the first installment of a journey spanning 19 years. Be gentle, this is my first try at...
My name is Brian. My history with nylon fetish is starting from c***dhood.Those times, I was not really aware about sexuality, didn't know about sex and couldn't understand why i get boner.No internet, smart phone nothing. Everything started when we went to our cousins house to visit. I was playing with my cousin John hide and seek. So i decided to hide inside of the wardrobe in my aunts bedroom. Well, i found a couple of pantyhose on the floor. I had an idea that if i put it on my head to...
The International Nylon Fetish Club or INFC was formed at the beginning of the new millennium. In order to be a member you must be a married male with a provable intense fetish for nylons about which your wife is fully informed and regularly indulges your nylon desires.The club was formed to provide a means by which members can meet online and arrange face to face meetings with other couples. These meetings provide a way for men with an desire to see other nylon fetish men ejaculate semen on...
It all started for me as a young teenager when my parents split up and I went to live with my aunt and uncle and my cousin in Dagenham. Back then Dagenham was great place to be as a teen with lots to do and I made friends with other guys within days so all was good.My aunt and uncle both worked at the ford motor company and my 19 year old cousin Vicky worked for a local firm as a secretary (I changed her name as we still see each other) The summer holidays had just finished and we had only been...
Si my boyfriend had been looking forward to this Saturday night, it was Mike's stag do and this meant it was going to be something with a twist. Well with Mike it always is and this instance it was a joint stag and hen. These 2 were so in love and we all had the same group of friends so made sense. The only thing holding Si back was the theme. As usual every stag & hen needs a theme and this was Vickers and Tarts. Yep the girls as Vickers and the boys as Tarts. Si had been trying to ignore...
My First Nylon and Girdle Experience Synopsis: Part I: A young boy living in the conservative Midwest starts on his life long journey of the joy of cross dressing and his deep desire and lust for silky sexy nylons. Part II: Soon he starts to learn with much encouragement what it like to be a girl from his Mom's best friend! My First Nylon & Girdle Experience By Jamie R. Written & Published Exclusively for Sheer Delight (SexyNylons.com) Copy write 1998-2001 by Jamie...
RobertI had known him for three years, and still to this day, he was the mostalluring guy I had ever known. Nobody else had ever left such an intensephysical and emotional impact on me. He had hair like a gelled pitch blackmidnight, eyes as blue as the ocean, a smile as bright as the sun but assharp as a blade. His presence was so striking, that it would make even thespirit of Alexander the Great bow down. He was rebellious but intelligent.He could laugh it up over something stupid and a...
MY NYLON GODDESS - CHAPTER TWO Note to readers: Thanks to everyone who encouraged me to continue this tale. I hope you enjoy the new episode! ================================== "Alannah." As I trudged down the street, school bag slung awkwardly over one shoulder, it wasn't just the books that weighed me down, or the reminder they gave me of the evening I would have to spend doing homework. I'd had a pretty miserable day, all up. There'd been the usual low-level bullying, nothing...
I was lying on my bed dressed in a grandma style nylon brief, purple with pretty lace and a pink cotton sports bra, thinking to myself that a pink bra does not coordinate well with my purple panties. Why did I pick a pink cotton bra when I was wearing a nylon panty? I was too lazy to dig through all my bras to find a purple one. I could have just gotten up and exchanged my panty for a pink cotton brief. I know I have plenty of pink panties but I decided I'd let this bother me for a while....
MY NYLON GODDESS - CHAPTER FIVE "She said what?" "Fuck off and let us finish, or come and join us." "No way! No fucking way!" "She did, I swear. You should've seen the look on the poor girl's face!" Shauna grinned. "Was she as shocked as your mum was when I kissed you this morning?" I felt my cheeks redden, but I smiled all the same. "I dunno. I was too busy enjoying it to notice her reaction." "Well I could see her in your hall mirror," said Shauna. "She looked like she...
Nylon cocoon Since an early age Jason had a mild facination with ladies hosiery. Unlike anything else the material was semi transparent and clingy. It made the wearers legs look different, softer, smoother, sleek and almost any colour you would want as well as masking blemishes. As he grew up he dated a few girls, girls that would regularly wear his favourite items (that is afterall partly why he dated them). Jason was now 26 and still single. He tended not to go out to...
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,...
My wfie works at a place with a crazy (but awesome for my purposes) dress code. It requires women to either wear pants and a jacket or a skirt and a blouse. Since their air conditioning isn’t that great, coupled with people using space heaters at their desk anyways, it’s always hot. My wife, therefore, chooses the skirt choice, which also results in her wearing heels or wedges. In the winter it is even better, because if women wear a skirt, they have to wear nylons with them. For a heel/nylon...
After years with the same partner I was getting a bit bored with it and was looking for something new to happen to me. I have always been obsessed with women in tights and after getting a computer I was able to find loads of porn involving nylon to satisfy my wanton lust for new fantasies. Then one day with my cock in hand and slowly rubbing my way to climax I, for some unknown reason, looked at some guy wearing tights and wanking into them. When he shot I came myself and I was amazed how horny...
I’ve been a ffnylon stocking lover/Pervert since I was of a much much much lower age of my 57 years now. Seeing my mother and Auntys & there friends in the most exquisite dark ffnylon stockings, wrinkles and high heels caused certain feelings in my Penis, it tingled and swelled as I looked at hints of stocking tops, dipping, sheer, shiny Nylon hypnosis calmed me. I loooooove ffnylon stocking high heeled kinky fun with the same, and it does happen sometimes............... My friend had asked...
Today I went to work for a beautiful mature lady, I was sorting out her garden when I cut myself only a scratch but me being the faggot I am yelped in pain, the mature lady ran to my aid whats wrong she said? its just a scratch, let me look!' her hands were so soft I was imagining them around my erect cock, she sent me upto the bathroom to wash my hands but I went in the wrong room but instead of leaving I started looking through her drawers and I opened the nylon draw and my cock instantly...
Ch: 3 Hours of PleasureI woke up the next morning and I was alone in the bed of the dungeon, and I started to think back to how much fun I had the night before. I looked down and rubbed my stocking clad legs and just laughed a little bit. I felt so dirty for doing what I did with Mr. Ducati, but I would never regret letting him fuck me and abuse me. My ass was a bit sore, but I would manage. I lay there for a little bit and then I get up and head towards the elevator to head up to find my...
It had been a dry month. Or a very wet month, depending on how you looked at it. At the beginning, some of the other women were still wearing, just in longer skirts to conceal any runs. But they weren't fooling anyone: aside from the gals who'd moved to boots, any briefly-revealed ankle demonstrated with its Cuban heel and stitching exactly what they were coated with. And what feelings must be prancing their way up from toe-tip to thigh (and beyond). Marnie seethed; catfighting them all to...
MY NYLON GODDESS - CHAPTER TEN "Darling," I called, "have you seen my earrings?" "Which ones?" the familiar voice floated up from downstairs. "My favourites - you know, the golden ones, with the Celtic knot design? I wore them last night to the party - but I can't find them." "I'll have a look around." As I waited for any news of success I studied my reflection in the mirror. The eye makeup was heavier than usual, the dark, smokey look almost Goth-like, and the lipstick a...
Several Christmases ago my mom’s sister hosted a large Christmas Day gathering at her home. She had invited all of my aunts, uncles and cousins as well as my grandparents on mom’s side of the family. In addition, she had invited some whom she knew would be alone. One of those people was my slightly older cousin Rick’s friend. Rick just happened to be a Marine stationed in North Carolina and he had a friend who would have stayed on base for Christmas had he not been invited somewhere.Dinner was...
The story starts long time ago, when i was 16 years old, and she was our housekeeper..."Jean, please leave the stocking on, can I just kiss your feet and smell them."And she laughed, but not in a mocking w ay, "Is that it, just smell my feet? Well I'm sure they probably smell a bit stinky after being in my boots all morning. I wouldn't want to smell them, and I can't imagine why you would want to kiss them, but yes, you can if you like."This was it, the dream becoming real. My cock jerked...
On October 27, 1938, Charles Stine, a vice president of E. I. du Pont de Nemours, Inc., announced that nylon had been invented, the name of ‘nylon’, the ‘ny’ part of the name literally standing for the initials of New York. He unveiled the world’s first synthetic fiber not to a scientific society but to three thousand women’s club members gathered at the site of the 1939 New York World’s Fair for the New York Herald Tribune’s Eighth Annual Forum on Current Problems. He spoke in a session...
The rest of the day at work I was a total wreck. I kept thinking about what that evening with Mr. Ducati would entail and my cock grew hard just thinking about all the dirty things he wanted to do to me. He was going to make me a slut, and I was going to like it. I finished some of the training videos and then my cell phone rings and there is a message from Mr. Ducati and it’s a picture of him completely naked laid back in a leather chair wearing nothing but his red tie with his cock in his...
On October 27, 1938, Charles Stine, a vice president of E. I. du Pont de Nemours, Inc., announced that nylon had been invented, the name of ‘nylon’, the ‘ny’ part of the name literally standing for the initials of New York. He unveiled the world’s first synthetic fiber not to a scientific society but to three thousand women’s club members gathered at the site of the 1939 New York World’s Fair for the New York Herald Tribune’s Eighth Annual Forum on Current Problems. He spoke in a session...
My First Nylon & Girdle Experience By Jamie R. Written & Published Exclusively for Sheer Delight Copy write 1998 by Jamie R. of T. H. Ent. ALL rights reserved and absolutely not to be posted, printed, or used in ANY way other then by Fictionmania members for own their personal use. Size 28k TRUE STORY! A young boy living in the conservative Midwest starts on his life long journey of the joy of cross dressing and his deep desire and lust for silky sexy nylons! While...
Finding out about nylonOh, those awkward teenage years. The sexual awakenings of one’s youth and the sexual desires and tastes that would be brought forward into adulthood. I think I must have been about 12 the first time that I masturbated myself to orgasm, and from that point on I had developed a new hobby that I would participate in several times a day! And it really didn’t take much to arouse my younger self in those days, either. There would be unwanted erections in school lessons,...
MY NYLON GODDESS - CHAPTER THREE Note to readers: For anyone wondering about the absence of mobile phones and social media in this story, it is set in a kinder, gentler age, when sexting and cyberbullying had yet to be invented, and teenagers had no ready means of capturing, much less sharing, their sexual explorations ... ================================== "Oh god, oh god, oh god ..." I was moaning incoherently, hardly able to think. Shauna gripped my hand even harder. "It's...
MY NYLON GODDESS - CHAPTER SIX What was I thinking? What on earth could I possibly have been thinking? A week after the party, I was still asking myself that question. I mean, the alcohol was certainly some kind of excuse. I didn't need the miserable hangover the following day to tell me that I'd had way too much to drink. And Shauna and Tessa had definitely put me up to it. But why oh why did I end up not just kissing a boy, but giving him a handjob? In the back seat of a car, of...
MY NYLON GODDESS - CHAPTER SEVEN "Alannah! What I have told you?" With a guilty start, I looked over at Shauna, who was busy pulling a beer. Then, realising I didn't know what I was supposed to be feeling guilty about, I rearranged my face into a quizzical expression. When my goddess looked round again and saw it, she rolled her eyes and exclaimed, "Nails!" Oh, right. I stopped drumming my fingers on the bar and checked my fingernails for any dents or fractures in their bright...
MY NYLON GODDESS - CHAPTER EIGHT As I opened my eyes, I realised something was wrong. Blinking, I looked around the bedroom. A grey light was leaking in through the gaps in the curtain. An alarm clock on the dresser just beside my head told me that it was still early, though dawn was well past. The room was unfamiliar, for the simple reason that it wasn't my own. It belonged to Justin, who was fast asleep behind me, his light snores a counterpoint to the pitter of rain against the...
My Love of Nylon By Janine Denier I am writing to tell of my experiences as a heterosexual cross dresser. I am an only child and have been raised by my mother and grandmother. My mother and I shared the same room up until my eighth year, this, along with the constant exposure to my grandmother and frequent visits by my mothers three sisters I believe has lead to my fascination for women's clothing. The earliest experience was at age five, I remember a pair of pantyhose had been...
Bill-The-Traitor.com By Sirbosk1 ? 2009 SirBosk1Warning! This story may be too extreme for some readers!This story is a fantasy that contains scenes of forced homosexuality, ball busting, piercing, body modifications, CBT, blackmail, public humiliation, rimming, BDSM, and other erotic activities involving adults. If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now. All persons, names, places, events, and descriptions, are purely fictional. Any...
Introduction: The last chapter about eternal love For those who were kind enough to read my story, Bill and Amber, but were disappointed in the conclusion, I have added a fourth chapter. It can probably stand alone, however, if you havent read the first three chapters I believe this will make more sense to you if you do. I hope you will enjoy the story, and as always, your feedback is welcome. Thank you. Now, the fourth and final chapter. Bill and Amber The reunion It was so warm and...
I hope you will enjoy the story, and as always, your feedback is welcome. Thank you. Now, the fourth and final chapter. Bill and Amber The reunion It was so warm and peaceful. A bright light shown through the clouds and seemed to bathe his whole body with a quiet calm. He had never felt so safe, so relaxed. He could hear a voice coming from far off in the distance, it seemed to be calling to him. He could see the image of a man approaching, but it was so far away it was hard to...
Part 2 After only being together a month, it didn’t seem like it should be so hard to say good-bye at the airport, after all, it was only going to be for three weeks…but it was hard…terribly hard, for both of them. Bill had tears in his eyes when he took her in his arms and kissed her good-bye. Amber, trying to put on a brave face, forced a smile and gently wiped them away. “I’ll be back, darling,” she said. Amber looked into his teary eyes and knew she had to tell him; he...
Introduction: spin-off from, Picture perfect trilogy. Bill and Amber Conclusion Ambers right leg was stiff from the half crouched position she had been laying in. She slowly opened her eye lids. The dried tears formed a cloud over her eyes and it looked like she was seeing everything through a thin veil. The house had an almost eerie feeling to it. Everything was dark, empty, lifeless. Amber remembered seeing Bill driving away. She knew it was useless but she had to try. Bill, she yelled out,...
Tina/Suzy painted there pedicure nails in Red which I loved. As they both wore a pair of sheer 15 dernier stockings there feet were accentuated by there high heeled mules. I adore shoes like this particularly when they walked, the sole flicking her heel, making the quiet swishing sound I heard so often at work. Just the sound was enough to give me an erection but added to the glimpse of her soles they gave or even better when she dangled them from her toes then flicked them back up to slap her...
Mr Williams lived down the road from us and was a widower of some years, he lived alone and most days would see him out and about in his garden during the summer but come winter you didn't see him much so my Parents began sending me around to his home to see if he needed any help with shopping or anything else he wanted. It was no hardship on my part as I liked the old goat he was pleasant enough and had many stories to tell .....if you had the time to listen that is. One day I popped around...