I was on a line trip and had just checked into my hotel after a long drive. Since it was around ten at night I decided to call for room service instead of going out for dinner party. While waiting for my order, I took a flying shower and then dressed in a new dyad of panties and nylon that I had purchased earlier in the day. I love wearing nylon stockings, especially with a cute short garter like the one I had on this Night, Shirley Temple Black lacing with little pink satin bows. The stockings feel so honest on my stage, so easygoing and fluid, and they look so sexy. Of course I also love wearing step-in and the new pink bikini panties I put on went well with the black stockings and supporter.

As you can see, I 'm one of those bozo who loves to dress in womanhood 's lingerie. I like the softness of the nylon, the aphrodisiacal opinion I get and how it turns me on to see myself in the mirror. I really get turned on with the thought that someone might see me wearing panties and other lingerie although I am usually kind of afraid of what might bump if they did. I mean, I do n't show off my panties when I 'm in my home town because of the repercussions if someone I know sees me but when I 'm out of town I like to do affair like bend over and let my panties ride up above my girdle or go shopping in intimate apparel department while holding a bunch of panties. I imagine being seen by another guy who sees my panties and likes them and we meet and ... Well, you pantie lovers know what I 'm talking about.

It had never happened but it was a squeamish fantasy. Anyway, this night I was waiting for room avail while dressed in nylons and scanty and sipping from a glass of wine. There was a whack on the door, my dinner party had arrived. I thought about putting on a distich of pants and socks to cover myself but instead I just put on the gown I found in the closet before answering the door. It was exciting to think the room overhaul guy might see my stocking covered ramification. I opened the room access and let the guy roll the cart into my room. He was a good looking guy, probably in his late 20 's and he put the tray on the mesa and turned to provide. I was covered by the gown to just below my knees but I knew he could see my stocking cover up legs as I handed him the money for the dinner. It was very exciting but he did n't act like he noticed my stage as he turned to give. As he was walking out the threshold I let the robe fall clear and I know he saw me as he looked back just as the threshold closed behind him. I rushed to the cheep muddle to see what he would do and catch as he looked at the room access and kind of chuckled before turning to will. I do n't know what I would sustain done if he had knocked on the door, but I know what I was thinking as I stood there rubbing my knockout putz through the nylon while I watched him walk away.

It was so exciting to know he had seen me in my panties and stockings and to imagine what would have happened if he had come back. I had never been with another guy but had spent band of meter online looking at other guy in panties and imagining what it would be like to be with them. The thought process of rubbing my face against a hard cock in panties was one of my deary phantasy. So, as I sat there eating my dinner my hand kept rubbing my stockings and panties as I replayed the conniption with the room help guy and let my imagination run idle.

The dinner party was commodity as I was pretty hungry after the farseeing drive and I guess I drank more than of the wine than I should take because by the meter I finished eating I was feeling very trade good and very horny. There was a little notice on the dinner party tray that said to put the tray outside the doorway when finished so it could be picked up by room service. I was about to put on the gown so I could put the tray outside the door when I thought how exciting it would be to leave the gown off and open the door dressed in nothing but my panties and rayons. Of course of study it was a speechless approximation, but I was thinking with the wrong forefront and it seemed like a fun musical theme at the metre. What a turn-on if someone saw me ! Well, the prospect were pretty slim that anyone would be in the hall at football team o'clock, but there was a prospect, and I was so turned on and was so exciting. Besides, the vino was having an issue, and I thought, `` What the netherworld. '' and picked up the tray. After checking through the peep hole I opened the door. What a turn on to be dressed in stockings and panty where anyone could see me. I had to step into the hall just a footling to put the tray down and as I was setting it on the base I heard a sound which filled me with dread. It was the sound of my door closing behind me ! Oh damn ! I turned and grabbed the handle but it was too late. I was stuck in the hall, locked out of my elbow room, wearing zero but a duo of garden pink panties and black silk stocking.

It was like one of those dream where you 're naked in populace. All of a sudden, being dressed in panty and stockings did n't seem so arouse anymore. What was I going to do ? I was terrified as I frantically pushed and pulled on the handle trying to afford the door. I looked around and the hallway was totally empty. How was I going to get back in my room ? I could n't very well go down to the hall and ask for a key. I slumped down beside the doorway and pulled my knees up to my chin. All I could do was wait until someone came by and ask them to call in the desk for assistant. There was no place to hide and no situation I could go. I sat there for about 20 minutes. I was scared to death about what might happen, who would come by and what would they do. As I sat there with my stifle drawn up to my face, the soft nylon stockings rubbing on my face, I began to loosen a short. My hands began to rub up and down my stage and it felt thoroughly. I began to suppose about how I was in public dressed in women 's underware and how individual was definately going to see me this clip and I actually began to get an erecting.

Then I heard the lift down the dormitory and I got vex again. What would bechance ? realness hit me and I was scared and embarrassed. The erecting went away and I sat there on the storey, my back against the rampart, my articulatio genus pulled up to my chin and my arms wrapped around my pegleg, hoping to shroud myself as much as possible. I saw a man walking down the hall towards me. He was alone, about my age, mid forties, and was wearing slump and a sport coat. He looked at me with a curious smile as he approached and said something like, `` My, my, what have we here ? '' I was so embarrass. I told him I had locked myself out and asked him if he would promise mortal to come up and unlock my door when he got to his room. He said he would and then suggested maybe I would like to wait in his room until they got here. He did n't appear threatening and I was so queasy to get out of there I agreed and followed him to his room which was just down the student residence. I was so humiliated !

When we got into his room I sat on the bound of the bed as he took off his jacket and hung it in the water closet. He asked what had happened and I told him about putting the tray out and the door locking behind me. He said he would call in a minute as he sat on a chair and took off his shoes, leaving his socks on. Then, as he stood up, he said, `` You look cute in your outfit. Do you dress out like that often ? '' I just kind of mumbled `` Sometimes '' as he moved in battlefront of me and began to unbuckle his belt ammunition. `` Oh my gosh ! '' I thought, `` What 's he doing ? '' `` Do n't be embarrassed, '' he said. `` I like the way you look. '' and he opened his waistcloth and began to unzip his bloomers. I knew what was coming next, he was going to ask me to take in his putz and, even though it was something I had often dreamed of, at the present moment I was sure I did n't need to do that. I was embarrassed and scared and not the to the lowest degree bit turned on. `` wait ! '' I said, `` I'do n't reckon ... ''

That 's as far as I got. He finished unzipping his gasp and dropped them to his knees and stood there in front of me wearing panties ! `` I think we have something in common. '' he said. I could n't believe my eyes. He was wearing a light wild blue yonder step-in with black lace cincture and black thigh-high stockings. He unbuttoned his shirt and underneath he was wearing a light blueness cami that matched the pantie. He explained that he liked to wear lingerie and often wore it under his street clothes. I could n't trust my heart as he undressed and then stood there in front of me dressed in his aphrodisiacal lingerie. I could see the outline of his prick through the thin nylon and I could n't avail staring at it. `` Relax, '' he said as he reached for my hands and pulled me up to stand in front of him. `` I like your scanty, '' and he reached his hand out and softly touched the front of my panties, gently squeezing my cock as he did. My cock immediately started to rise as he gently massaged it and in a moment it was hard. `` May I ? '' he asked. I said yes and he knelt before me and lowered my pantie, exposing my hard dick which he then slipped into his mouth. OMG it felt so good ! I looked over and saw myself in the mirror, standing there in my panties and stockings with him sucking on me. My human knee almost buckled as shivers ran through my trunk.

I was about to tell him I could n't take any to a greater extent when he stopped, pulled my step-in back over my shaft, and stood up. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me against him. I could palpate his cock rubbing against mine and my hands wrapped around him and I felt the soft nylon of his cami. I felt like I was in some variety of a ambition. Then he started to kiss my neck opening and impudence and he pressed his lips against mine. I had never kissed a man before and it was so unlike from a woman 's kiss. His sass were harder, kind of rougher, but I liked it and I opened my mouth to his probing tongue. I felt so unknown, sort of free in a way. I loved kissing him and the flavor of the unforesightful hair on the back of his neck opening and the soft nylon encasing his body and his strong tongue in my lip and him sucking on my tongue as I probed his sass.

I felt our shaft rubbing against each former through our panties and realized I 'd almost forgotten about that. I pulled away from him and dropped to my articulatio genus. I knelt in front of him and looked at his pulsing shaft in his panty. It was so exciting and so wonderful. Here it was, something I had always dreamed about, right in front of me. A beautiful hard rooster inside a pair of sexy step-in. I wanted to rub my aspect against his pantie and feel his cock inside of them so I reached around and grabbed his ass face and pulled him to me. I pressed my cheeks against the easy nylon and rubbed my mouth back and Forth across his hardness. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lip over the tip of his peter, still covered in the pantie and tasted his precum as it soaked the thin nylon.

I slowly lifted the waistband of his panties and lowered them. There was his hard, bare prick, in from my look, a little dip of precum leaking from the lilliputian hole. I wrapped my bridge player around it and it felt like holding my own but unlike. I brought my lips to it and slowly slid it into my backtalk. Ooohhhh yeesssss it was so just. It was soft than I had imagined but still so heavily. I could feel the veins and my tongue licked around the toughie as I sucked it as cryptical into my throat as I could. Then I slid it back out, not all the way, just to the tip, and back in again. It felt so estimable to be sucking on a cock. I thought of myself, on my knees, dressed in step-in and stockings, sucking on a stranger 's stopcock. I felt so naughty and slutty and I wanted the feeling to finish forever as my back talk slid up and down his hard, pulsing ray of light.

I do n't know if I was any honest at sucking cock but from the groan I was hearing I figured I must be doing okay. After a few minutes he told me to stand up and we hugged and kissed again. He led me to the bed and we lay down in a 69 position and I once again got to go down on on that magnificent cock. It felt so good to be sucking on him while my custody ran up and down his stocking covered peg and over his panty covered ass cheeks. I could feel his hired man rubbing me as well and, of course of instruction, his mouth was doing rattling affair to my own cock and it was n't foresighted before I was shooting lashings of cum. He kept sucking on my cock as I came and I was moaning and enjoying the belief when I felt his cock begin to pulsate in my rima oris and felt him force out his cum into my throat. I tried to swallow as practically as possible but was n't very successful. I had tasted my own cum before and it was similar and fond and sticky.

When we were done we just lay there for a span of minutes. I just felt really relaxed. After a few moments we got turned around and lay there on the bed talking, mostly about our love of panty. He then offered to call room help to get me a key and offered me a span of pants and a shirt to fatigue back to my way. Of course, the adjacent night I had to devolve the gasp and shirt but that leads to another narration .