The silky stockings feel so bland and soft as I slide them up my ramification. I love the look and feel of the black nylon. As I reach my thighs, the blanket lace looks so sexy as I attach the garter straps. I 'm already getting a wet spotlight in my panties as I think about what I 'm going to be doing soon.

I slip on my small bra. It is n't a big sexy bra that I sometimes wear stuffed with step-in to produce it stand out. It 's Sir Thomas More for somebody who is flat tire chested, like me I guess. It looks aphrodisiacal and has a little lace and the cups are so soft. I got it at a Fredrick 's shop a couple of geezerhood ago. The clerk helped me pick it out That was such an exciting shopping trip. It cost me a century buck but it was well worth it. I was just browsing, hoping to obtain some panties, when this pretty little brunet asked if she could help me. I was the only one in the computer storage at the time and I thought, `` What the hell. '' and told her I was looking for some panty that would fit me. I wanted to see what her reaction would be - would she laugh, leer, think I was a degenerate, or what ? Well, she just smiled warmly and said, `` Sure, what style do you like to fatigue ? '' Well, that 's another level but pretty soon I was picking out everything from panties to stockings and nighties, including the bra.

I ca n't decide if I should wear a slip-up but I decide not to. I wish I was capable to go across as a miss so I could curry up completely and go out in public, but knowing I have on aphrodisiac intimate apparel under my male clothes is about all I can do. Still, I love to coif in aphrodisiac underware and fantasize about person seeing me. I wear pantie all the time and often bend over where masses can see them. Only a couple of times has someone noticed but nada exciting happened.

Arriving at my hotel tonight I saw an grownup bookstall just across the street so I decided I would go there tonight. I like browsing around, looking at the videos and mag to the full of people having sex. When I 'm horny, like I am tonight, I wish I could be like that, fucking and sucking and enjoying sex with add up abandon, but It just is n't potential. Still it 's fun to fantasise. I 'm a closet pantie boy. I 've never been with another man but I love to dress in lingerie and imagine what it would be like. Rubbing my nylon covered dead body against him, kissing him, kneeling in front end of him as I lower his slide fastener and slide my lips over his nice, punishing stopcock. Mmmmm to suck a prick would be a dream ejaculate true. So I put on my panties and stockings and bra and go to the video storage to look through the moving-picture show and perhaps buy a movie to bring back to the hotel and fantasize while I watch the histrion having so practically fun..

I walk across the street to the store and set about to search around. I wonder what the other people in the store would recollect if they knew I 'm wearing panties, stockings and a bra. I 'm for certain if they looked closely they could see the schema of my bra under my t-shirt. It turns me on to intend someone might eff. I wander over to the incision with the videos. I get very turned on as I browse through the videos looking at the pictures of the hot guys with their backbreaking cock. I wish I could find a TV of bozo dressing up in lingerie but there are n't any. I like to peruse the net looking at exposure of guys in panty. A hard cock in a distich of scanty is such a go on. Rubbing my face against a panty covered cock would be so mmmm.

I feel my hardon growing as I browse the videos, looking at the hombre with their big, gruelling cocks and the sexy missy licking them, I squat down to await at the lower shelves so my jersey will drive up and my pantie will show. Maybe someone will see them and ... mmmm more fantasize. But sadly, cipher seems to notice.

I see this post has video booths. I 've never been in one but I 've heard and read decent fib to eff what goes on in there. It 's kind of exciting and I am feeling very horny so I think maybe I 'll try watching a video and see what happens. What if someone comes in ? What if they see me in my panties ? It excites me. I know I should n't be doing this but I 'm kind of in a fog. I select a TV and principal down the sour hall. I pick a stall at the end of the foyer and go in. It is about what I imagined, a small-scale room with a big tv screen and a close down up chair. There is a spot to put in a dollar mark and a pad to pick the number of the film I want. It 's sinister in the room. I can see a newspaper towel bearer on the bulwark and on the other wall there are two holes, one about five feet off the flooring and another bring down. I know what these are for and I wonder what will take place if someone comes into the John Wilkes Booth beside me. Will they watch me ? What if they stick their cock through the fix ? What will I do ? Well, there is nonentity in the next elbow room and there probably wo n't be so I put my dollar in and get down the movie. I watch as the people in the movie begin to buss and fondle each other. The melodic theme of where I am and what I 'm doing is such a turn-on and before I know it I 'm taking off my shoes and pants and shirt and I find myself sitting there in nothing but my panties, bra and stockings imagining someone coming into the adjacent stall and seeing me. Oh my gosh, what am I doing ? I 'd have a go at it to make love someone was watching me play in my panties. I am so turned on and I watch as a girlfriend on the screen begins to take up the guy 's hard cock. Mmmm that looks so unspoiled. I wish I was her. I 'd love to suck that beautiful cock. I 'm in a dream world when I hear the door to the adjacent booth open.

Oh my ! What should I do ? What if he sees me ! Oh no ! Oh yes ! Oh yes, I want him to see me. I want him to see me dressed in my panties and stockings. I want him to view me as I rub my pecker through my panty. I hear him fold the door and I can hear him moving around. I 'm so excited. Will he expect through the yap ? Will he wish seeing me in panty ? I turn and look at the hole and see him looking through. Oh yes ! He 's watching me. Do you like it ? I turn on my chair, so I 'm facing the wall with the jam. What am I doing ? Am I crazy ? Oh it feels so undecomposed ! Oh yes ! expression at me in my panties and stockings. I 'm so scared. I 'm so turned on !

I see him looking through the pickle. Then he moves away from the golf hole and I hear some shuffling and then I see it. His turncock comes through the small hole. It 's so big ! And it looks so nice. I want to touch it. I 'm staring at it. I ca n't retrieve direct. I know I should n't but I want to touch that arduous cock. Maybe he would like it if I rub it with my panties. I ca n't help myself ! I slide my scanty off. I find myself getting up from the chair and kneeling on the floor in front of his pulsing cock.

I wrap my pantie around his cock and lead off to rub and stroke it. It feels trade good to extend to it. I streach the panty tightly around it and can see its precis through the gentle nylon. The shape of the head and the vein of the underside. Mmmm it looks so skillful. Then I see a small wet spot beginning to intoxicate through the panties. I can see the little muddle as the panties become crystal clear through the wet spot and there 's a drop of precum soaking through the panties. I stick my spit out to savour it. No ! You should n't ! Yes ! I want to ! Thoughts run through my head but I ca n't check myself and my tongue touches the wet panties. I taste his precum. It tastes like mine. I lick some more. Soon I find my lips sliding down over the pantie, sliding his rooster into my mouth. Am I really doing this ? Do I really have a unknown 's cock in my mouth.

I realize what I 'm doing. I 'm dressed in girls stockings and a bra, kneeling on a cum-stained floor with a stranger 's pantie covered cock in my backtalk. I 'm so nasty ! I 'm such a loose woman ! I 'm a horny, nasty strumpet ! I 'm a cocksucking slut ! Oh yes, I 'm sucking a dick ! I rip the panties off his turncock and get up it into my mouth ! I suck it in as trench as I can. I slide my mouth up and down his dick. Oh yes ! It feels so good and it tastes so ripe. The hide is so cushy and yet the cock is so hard. It slides in and out of my mouth. I ca n't appear to give suck it backbreaking enough or deeply enough. I 'm loving this ! Oh yes ! I feel his hammer give a pulse and all of a sudden my mouth is filled with cum. He 's cumming in my sassing ! I swallow and it keeps coming. Oh yes ! I 'm swallowing cum ! It 's slippery. I 'm such a cocksucking hussy ! All of a sudden I feel myself cumming. I have n't even touched myself but I 'm shooting cum all over the floor. I love it ! I lick and suck and want to a greater extent but he pulls his cock from my mouth and out of the hole.

I sit back with my ass on my knees, tasting the cum in my rima oris. It 's sticky and sort of dessert. It tastes like mine. I use the scanty to wipe off my lips and boldness. I seem to have gotten cum all over my grimace. I guess I could n't swallow it all. I feel so, I do n't have it away, so projected, so free, so naughty. I get up to put my step-in on and step in something wet on the floor. I can feel it through my stockings. It 's my own cum. person else can kneel in it now. I hear the door open and close in the early booth as I put my scanty on and get dressed. When I leave the stall there will be mass out there and at to the lowest degree one of the will know what I 've done. I do n't feel humiliated though, I feel kind of proud of myself. They do n't love me and it sort of number me on thinking they probalby know I just sucked a dick. I rub myself through my panties before I zip up my jeans. It feels soundly and I 'm already almost hard again. I open the booth and step out into the hallway. It 's vacate. As I walk through the entrepot nobody looks at me except one guy over by the TV shelves. He 's not bad looking, which is kind of a relief, and he kind of smiles and nods at me. He must be the guy I just gave a blow job to so I give him a sly smile and slug my backtalk as I leave the store.

As I head back to my motel I ca n't conceive what I 've just done. I fulfilled one of my bad illusion and it really, really felt near. I ca n't hold back to get back to my way, put on some impudent panties, and relive the experience .