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On The Reeperbahn At Half Past Twelve It Was Part 1 free porn video
On the Reeperbahn at half past twelve it was
Finally time. The last boxes were unpacked and the furniture set up -
Daniel had arrived in Hamburg. His studies started in two weeks and he
was really looking forward to enjoying the time until then with his
little secret. Living alone for the first time. Admittedly, his
apartment in Altona was a bit small, but here he could live
undisturbed.
Daniel had a certain inclination for female clothing. He was
particularly fond of shoes and stockings.
He had saved some extra money for Hamburg so that he could buy nice new
things there. So far, he had only ever used his mother and sister's
wardrobe and shoe cabinet. And on the one hand the shoes and clothes
were a bit too small for him and on the other hand he would have just
wanted some things a little more sexy.
But now everything should change. His budget was ? 300 and he was
standing in the shower to shave his whole body thoroughly.
It was a wonderful feeling to finally be free.
When he rubbed himself dry with the soft towel a gentle shiver ran
through him, so wonderful was the feeling of a freshly shaved body. He
thought of what it would be like to put nice, fine stockings over his
legs and then walk around the apartment on high heels, that must be
heaven.
His excitement was now greater than all the shyness he had and he
quickly got dressed and headed for the Reeperbahn, because this was
where those shops are, that could make his dreams come true.
However, when he got there by bike, he didn't know exactly where to go,
so he decided to explore the area on foot.
He passed some very interesting shops, but now his courage had left him
a bit and he was not so convinced of the offers in the shop window that
he dared to go there.
But then his eyes fell on a shop window and he was immediately
electrified. There were very fine underwear, seductive dresses and
skirts, wonderful hosiery and elegant and insanely sexy high heels on
display. You can also see wigs, maid uniforms and dildos. The store was
called "Femme Fatale" and Daniel was magically drawn into it.
Inside he entered fluffy pink carpets, a smell of cold cigarette smoke
and fine perfume was in the air. He saw that the range corresponded to
that of the shop window.
His heart was pounding on his neck. His eyes couldn't get enough of all
the female utensils. Only now did he notice that no one else was in the
shop. Well it was Friday afternoon and there wasn't much going on in
this area around that time. But he couldn't see a seller either. Well,
then he could take a look around in peace.
His eyes stayed on a pair of black patent high heels, they looked very
classy with a blood red sole, but also with a tall stiletto heel. He
couldn't help but touch them and take a closer look. The smooth surface
electrified his fingers and he wondered what the shoes would look like
on his legs.
There was no price tag to be seen, so he still hoped that the shoes
would be within his budget. "Honey, do you like them?"
A smoky, sexy voice rang in his back. He turned and looked into the
emerald eyes of one of the erotic appearances he had seen in his life.
"Hello, I am Madame Fatale," said this appearance and held out a hand
with long red fingernails.
Daniel was a little unsure what to do with this hand, since it was
presented to him in a way women offer their hand for some kind of hand
kiss.
He finally took her hand carefully between the thumb and index finger
of his right hand and bowed a little - he nearly made a full curtsey.
"Daniel Sommer, my pleasure," he said, blushing instantly at the
thought of saying his real name. However, he could not grasp clear
thoughts in her presence. His eyes could not get enough of her. Pitch
black hair cut asymmetrically elegant. A perfectly made-up face that
could not be assigned an exact age, blood-red full lip, high
cheekbones. She was wearing a low-cut black satin dress with a high
slit that showed the beginnings of your black nylon stockings. She wore
black patent peep-toes with extremely high heels on her feet.
"Do you want to try them on right away?"
His head couldn't process the question yet.
"Wa, wa, what?" he asked a little stupid.
"Honey, the shoes, don't you even want to put them on?"
Honey what? Daniel was still very confused.
"Yes ... no ... I can't ..."
"Well, don't be afraid, we can go back, nobody can see you. What size
are you?"
Daniel wrestled with himself. Part of him wanted to flee, another part
wanted these shoes on his feet and this last part was stronger.
"Aight" he says.
"Then come with me honey" said Madame Fatale and went to the back of
the shop.
He followed her and walked through a door into a small room. There was
a chair and a small table.
There were black stockings on the table.
"We don't have these cheap disposable stockings to try on. We do this
in style. The nylons lying there should fit you. Below you will find a
garter belt and nice panties if you don't already have one, "she said
with a wink on her face.
"Change your clothes, I'll go get your shoes."
Without waiting for a reaction from him, she left him alone in the
room.
Daniel's feelings continued to roller coaster. There were real seamed
nylons for him to wear. He took them in his hands. They felt so smooth
and soft.
Instinctively, he sat down and took off his shoes and then his socks.
When he got up to open his belt, he had doubts again. With a look at
the stockings, however, they were immediately wiped away.
He hurried to take off his clothes, as Madame Fatale could come back
with the heels at any moment.
Without thinking, he also took off his underpants, only kept his T-
shirt on.
He dug out the little black nylon panties from under the stockings.
Fuck, they were almost transparent - didn't matter, his excitement was
greater. But this "great" excitement now presented him with another
problem. Fuck, don't get hard now that would be too embarrassing, he
thought to himself.
He put on his panties. It was a wonderful feeling to feel this gentle
substance on his legs and then finally on his genitalia, which now
began to twitch. Luckily, he wasn't too well stocked down there, so he
got everything in his panties.
Take a deep breath, he thought, just be calm.
Now the garter.
He had to figure out how to put it on, after all, his mother and sister
had never owned such fine, sexy underwear.
The little ticks must have been closed on the back, like a bra, he
found out. A little bit fiddly because he was still wearing his t-
shirt. He decided to take it off, it didn't matter now.
After successfully attaching the garter, he took the first stocking.
He sat on the chair and slowly pulled it up on his right leg, making
sure that the seam ran straight on the back of his leg.
There was an indescribable feeling when the stocking slid over his
shaved leg. Within his nylon panties it started to twitch again and a
slight moan escaped his mouth. It was something different from his
mother's pearl stockings.
The stocking fit perfectly, but now he was faced with the problem of
attaching it to the suspenders. Three pieces per side and he had
absolutely no experience with it. He knew how it should work, but the
stocking kept escaping when he tried to attach it.
He had finally attached the two front suspenders. But the last one on
the back presented him with a major challenge. The stocking kept
escaping and he just couldn't get it.
"Sweetie, do you need help?"
Madame Fatale entered the room with two shoeboxes, placed them on the
small table and immediately started helping Daniel with the garter.
Her immediate proximity, the smell of your perfume, the long red nails
that are now tampering with his leg, deeply seduced him and his
helpless cock formed a twitching little tent out of the little nylon
panties.
"Don't worry, you will get the hang of it in time," said Madame Fatale
after attaching the garter with a nifty grip.
"And don't worry about this either ..." With one hand she gently
stroked his stretched nylon panties so that another moan escaped him, a
little louder this time.
"..this happens to everyone"
With a red face he sat down again and put on the second stocking. She
helped him again with the garters. He still hadn't had enough of her.
"To be once like her..." he thought.
He did not yet know how soon this wish would come true for him ...
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