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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 writing an actual story. I hope you enjoy.
High school
My days of high school were both fun and frightening. I always knew I
was a little different. Tall and handsome though a little on the thin
side, I had my pick of the girls. With a personality and great sense of
humor, I had no problem bedding the girls I lusted after. I kept
finding though, something was missing in the sex I was having. Leave it
to the experimentation phase of my life and a little bit of smoke, all
became clear and set me on my path for life.
It all started with a boy named Kelly. Not the most popular, not even
considered cute. He was a real nerd by most people's standards but for
some reason we clicked. My other friends would laugh at him and make
fun of him behind his back. Me, I could never see the point in berating
someone who already had so little going for him. It was in this that we
became friends.
I liked to smoke a little now and then, and I found that getting high
with Kelly was always good for humor value. He and I liked to pick up
some grass and go back behind my house and smoke, then go back inside
and watch cartoons and try and find the deeper meeting of Bugs Bunny.
It wasn't until one day that my parents were going to be gone for the
weekend, and my older sister was "supposed" to be watching over me and
keeping me out of trouble. Nice thing was, she was so involved with her
boyfriend that she was never home. Good for her, great for me.
I told Kelly at school that Friday that my parents were going away and
I had scored some really great weed the following day. He was more than
welcome to come over and partake, eat tons of food and we didn't have
to worry about parents coming home and finding us high. The wheels were
set in motion.
Friday afternoon, after saying goodbye to my parents, and then watching
my sister leave shortly after that, Kelly came over. On the back porch
we smoked a little and then decided to go into the house to watch TV.
Being one of the few families with cable back then, we turned on HBO
and were watching one of the cheesy semi-porn movies that showed a lot
of skin, but no real action. Of course being 16, anything that showed a
naked woman got me hard. Kelly and I were transfixed on the TV,
watching a beautiful red head simulate sex with a totally buff guy. I
couldn't figure out what held my interest more, the sight of the red
head, the outfit she was wearing or the simulated sex.
Kelly was the first to speak up when he commented on how sexy women in
lingerie were, especially in black or tan. I commented that I also
found the women in lingerie sexy and I had had a couple of girl friends
that had donned a pair of stockings and then let me have my way with
them.
Pressing me for details, he asked the colors and what we had done. As I
related the story, I could feel my pulse quickening and making my jeans
a little snug due to my rapid developing hard on. I could see that my
story was also having the same effect of Kelly.
Trying to get comfortable, I asked him if he had ever been with a girl
and his reply was no. Pressing him further, I asked if he even liked
girls. He answered "yes" but then trailed off as if he was thinking
about how to answer and not reveal too much. More curious than ever,
feeling very horny, I blurted out the question of "did he like guys?"
He stopped in his tracks and started to stutter.
"Tell me." I asked again.
It must have been the pot that loosened his tongue, because he told me
of a friend of his from last summer who when they got together he would
put on his sisters lingerie and then they would jerk each other off. He
couldn't decide if he was gay, because after all, it was a boy, but he
liked the look of him dressed as a woman. It was my turn to be curious
now and probe for details. What did he like? What colors would his
friend wear? What all did they do?
Stammering he related that his favorite outfit was sheer to the waist
tan pantyhose and a peach colored camisole. The way it looked, silky
and soft, then when he could see his friends cock straining against the
fabric would get him all hot. Running his hands across the fabric would
get his friend all hot and then they would jerk each other off. In the
end, comparing the amount of come each would shoot into their hands.
"Would you ever do it again?" I asked.
He answered, "Sure, what did you have in mind?"
I will be right back was my reply. Excited, I rushed upstairs into my
sister's bedroom. Knowing that she was a clothes queen, she would have
exactly what I was after. Looking into her drawers, I found what I was
looking for. Her hosiery drawer was full of different types of nylons,
in every color imaginable. Digging through them, I was glad that she
didn't keep them orderly, it would make stealing a pair that much
easier. Finding a pair of tan hose I pulled them out. Damn! I saw that
they had the reinforcement on top. Not good. Digging around some more I
found another pair of tan hose. The second pair I pulled out I hit pay
dirt. They were very light tan and had an almost gauzy feel to them.
They were so soft and SO sheer! Best part is they had no cotton gusset
in them just a thin nylon seam. I went to the next drawer and looked
feverishly for anything peach. No such luck. Finding just about every
other color, I placed them in memory because one never knows when they
might need to look for a certain color. Finally, after debating over
the royal blue, the black, white and emerald green I chose the red
satin camisole top with red lace trim. At this point I was so excited
that my hands were shaking. Was I doing the right thing by doing this?
What would Kelly think? Finally, my hard on and being a little high
decided for me. What the hell, and I stripped out of my clothes.
Pulling on the camisole, what my sister had in a chest, I had in
height, so the fit while snug, wasn't the worst in the world. As I
pulled it down, the silky fabric caressed my nipples bringing them
alive for what seemed like the first time. I had never really noticed
them before now, but with the satin caressing them, I couldn't help to
run my fingertips across them sending small shivers down my legs. When
I moved, the camisole moved, caressing my skin, setting it on fire with
energy. I was getting harder by the minute. I was really starting to
like the sensation of this fabric on me! Next I sat on the bed and
rolled the hose into a ball like I was pulling up socks. The only thing
I knew I that both my mother and sister would often complain that they
tore so easily when they were putting them on that I took extra care
pulling them up.
The feeling was incredible as the nylon caressed my legs. It started at
my ankles and as I pulled the nylons further up, the feeling went up
too. Finally getting the all the way up, I was in heaven. The hose
caressed my legs, smoothing them out and the feeling! Like little
static shocks all over at the same time. I couldn't help but to run my
hands on them, move my legs against each other just to try and create
more of that wonderful friction. They were so sheer that they left
nothing to the imagination. One could see my stiff prick pressed
against the thin nylon, and if they happened to look a little closer,
could see the first bead of pre-come forming at the tip of my prick.
Turning and looking in the mirror, I liked what I saw. The red matched
with the tan, the way the light shone across the glossy fabric
highlighting, defining... I was really liking the "new" me.
Taking a deep breath, I headed downstairs. The moment of truth was
approaching. Was I being foolish? Would he freak out and leave? I was
soon going to find out...
Kelly was sitting there, eyes glued to the TV. He had dimmed the lights
and the only light came from the glow of the program he was watching,
As I stood there watching him from the shadows, he was intently
watching the screen, and rubbing himself through his jeans.
"Want some help with that," I said, and with a jolt like he had been
caught doing something bad, turned and faced me. I was standing there
feeling a little foolish, and all of the what-ifs came rushing into my
brain. His smile was worth the apprehension.
WOW! Was his reply, come here and let me see you. I approached him and
he moved to the front of the chair he was sitting on.
"Come here and stand in front of me." he asked.
I approached him and stood there in front of him not really know what I
should be doing. My cock had gone from hard to semi hard at this point,
but when he stared at my legs, and then ran his hand up my leg, all the
blood rushed right back to it. A small moan escaped me.
"You like that" he asked, all I could do was nod.
He slowly turned me around and kept caressing my legs and then running
his hands across my ass. The feeling was electric, and when he got bold
enough, he reached around to the front of me and ran his fingertips
against my shaft. I thought I would pass out from the caress of his
hand against my swelling member, coupled by the feel of the nylon was
almost too much. What came next even surprised me. I thought we would
mutually jerk each other off, but when I could feel his breath against
my skin, I knew it was going to go a lot further that I originally had
planned. Facing way from him, I could feel his breath on my ass, then,
I felt him kiss one globe, then the other. Chewing, kissing my cheeks
through the nylon, stroking me through the front, I was leaking so much
it was actually showing through the hose itself. Slowly turning me
around, rubbing his face on my hose as he did so, he was soon burying
his face against my cock.
It is then I started to tremble, not from fear, but from lust. I
wanting this boy, and it was apparent he wanted me too! I was going to
give him anything he asked for and when I thought it couldn't get any
better, he was kissing my cock through the hose! I was so wet at this
point and he could see it.
"Looks like you like dressing up." he said.
I told him that I did and I owed to him and his story. He asked if I
wanted to see what my outfit was doing to him.
"Yes." was my reply.
I couldn't believe the words were coming out of my mouth. Yes I wanted
to see another boys cock! He stood up and unzipped his jeans, kicking
off his shoes, he pulled his pants completely off and I could see a
familiar bulge in his underwear.
"Are you sure you want to see this?" he asked again.
"Please." was my reply.
Hooking his thumbs into his underwear, he pulled them down. His cock
sprang free and what a cock it was. Nearly twice as thick as mine and
almost a full eight inches! A thick tuft of black pubic hair surrounded
it and boy was he was HARD! He was so hard in fact that I could see the
veins wrapping around it, making it appear even larger. I could see the
first drop of pre-come form at the tip and instinctively I reached out
and wrapped my hand around it, using my thumb to smear it across his
large head. It was his turn to moan as my hand softly stroked him.
"I have never done anything like this before." I said.
He said we would go slow and try things, as we felt comfortable.
Leading me into the spare bedroom off of the family room, we fell onto
the bed. I was clutching his hard cock and he was stroking my legs and
then it happened, we kissed. Softly at first, then as we grew bolder,
our tongues playing in each other's mouth. The more he stroked my ass
and legs, the bolder I became. I was stroking him and feeling the pre-
come flow more rapidly from his hard cock.
"I can't believe how much you are leaking," I told him.
"You don't know how horny your outfit has made me." was his reply.
Show me I countered and before I knew it, he was at the end of the bed
kissing my ankles and licking my legs through the hose. I was moaning
and thrashing around, stroking my cock through the pantyhose, letting
the nylon caress the sensitive areas and he was pleasuring every other
inch of my nylon covered legs. I was in heaven. Working his way up my
leg, his hands and mouth working in unison, pleasuring me, exciting me
further, making me want more and more.
When he finally reached my cock. I was a short fuse. He licked and
nibbled on me though the fabric and I warned him that I was on the
verge of coming. With that, he tore them open his took my cock into his
mouth. I couldn't hold back and I started the climb to my orgasm. He
took me deep into his mouth and started pumping my cock with his hand.
Unleashing what seemed like a gallon of my come into his eager mouth, I
moaned and all the while he stroked and coaxed even more of my seed
out. When I was done thrashing around, and started to calm down, he
rose up and kissed me. I could taste my come on his lips and it made me
want more!
Coming up and laying next to me, he asked if I enjoyed myself. Panting,
all I could do was smile. He reached out and felt for my hand, placing
it on his hard shaft, I instinctively knew what he wanted and I wanted
to give it to him.
Moving down on the bed, I kissed his flat stomach and was faced with my
first cock. It seemed even larger up close. Softly at first, I licked
the underside, making it jump. He moaned and ran his fingers through my
hair, softly pressing me onto his cock. A little braver now, I took the
head into my mouth and felt for the first time the power of a man's
muscle inside my mouth. Salty and sweet at the same time, I was not
expecting the amount of pre-come he was emitting.
Coming off him, I asked, "What turns you on the most?"
He said that he always fantasized about having a woman kneel in front
of him while she sucked his cock and then when he came, he could see it
spurt onto her waiting tongue. Without words, I slid off the bed and
knelt on the floor in front of him. He immediately sat up swung his
legs off the bed and presented his beautiful cock to me. Stroking it a
couple of times for effect, it released a large dollop of his
excitement. I crawled between his legs and licked it off the tip.
Mmmm I commented, you taste really good and with that I once again took
his cock into my mouth. Placing his hands on both sides of my head, he
guided my actions as I slurped my way up and down his cock. Moaning and
telling me how good it felt, served to encourage me on. I could feel
and taste his fluid growing in quantity and knew that the moment of
truth was rapidly approaching. Using my hand, I stroked him, licked him
and them would take him back into my mouth. His moans were getting
louder and he was starting to move his hips back and forth. He was on
the verge and he let me know.
"I am going to come!" he panted, I pulled off to tell me that he better
not close his eyes and watch what I was doing for him.
I looked up at him, locking our eyes and with a mouth full of his fat
cock; I stroked him harder and faster. Pulling my mouth off, I kept
stroking him and I think that is what sent him over the edge, because I
felt the first pulse of his cock and opened my waiting mouth. The first
shot didn't even come close to hitting my tongue, it landed squarely on
my cheek and he wasn't even close to being done! I directed his cock
more into my mouth and then he got the visual he was after because the
next rope of his spunk landed directly on my tongue, and what followed
could best be described as a flood. I didn't come that much when I had
jerked off, but Kelly was incredible! Rope after rope of his seed shoot
out, then dribbled out and then shot out again. I lost track after five
thick ropes landed on my tongue cheeks and chin. Smiling at my success,
he dropped back and was panting like a dog and between gasps of air,
said that was the most insane orgasm he had ever felt. Wiping of my
face, I told him that I also enjoyed it and I hoped we could do it
again soon. He said that he would gladly play with me anytime I wanted.
It was late and his parents were expecting him home, so I watched him
dress. He asked of he could stay over the following night, and if so,
would have a surprise for me. Eagerly I accepted and kissed him softly
on the lips. As I watch him walk across the street towards his house. I
started planning on what I was going to wear Saturday night, and then I
wondered...what would he have in store for me??
Coming soon:
Saturday
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