I was on a business organization trip and had just checked into my hotel after a long campaign. Since it was around ten at night I decided to visit for room service instead of going out for dinner. While waiting for my club, I took a agile exhibitor and then dressed in a new pair of panties and rayon stocking that I had purchased earlier in the day. I love wearing nylon stockings, especially with a cute little garter like the one I had on this night, smuggled lace with little pinko satin bows. The stockings feel so full on my legs, so soft and unruffled, and they look so sexy. Of track I also love wearing panties and the new pinko bikini scanty I put on went well with the black stockings and supporter.

As you can see, I 'm one of those guys who loves to dress in women 's lingerie. I like the mildness of the nylon, the aphrodisiac feelings I get and how it turns me on to see myself in the mirror. I really get turned on with the cerebration that person might see me wearing panties and other intimate apparel although I am usually kind of afraid of what might happen if they did. I mean, I do n't show off my step-in when I 'm in my home town because of the repercussions if soul I know sees me but when I 'm out of townsfolk I like to do matter like bend over and let my panties ride up above my waistband or go shopping in lingerie departments while holding a bunch of panties. I imagine being seen by another guy who sees my step-in and likes them and we meet and ... Well, you pantie devotee know what I 'm talking about.

It had never happened but it was a nice phantasy. Anyway, this night I was waiting for room service while dressed in nylon and panty and sipping from a glass of vino. There was a knock on the door, my dinner party had arrived. I thought about putting on a twosome of pants and wind sock to cover myself but instead I just put on the robe I found in the closet before answering the door. It was exciting to believe the room service guy might see my stocking covered legs. I opened the door and let the guy roll the cart into my way. He was a adept looking guy, probably in his late 20 's and he put the tray on the table and turned to leave. I was covered by the robe to just below my knees but I knew he could see my stocking covered branch as I handed him the money for the dinner. It was very exciting but he did n't act like he noticed my legs as he turned to allow for. As he was walking out the doorway I let the robe fall open and I know he saw me as he looked back just as the door closed behind him. I rushed to the peek hole to see what he would do and watched as he looked at the room access and sort of chuckled before turning to allow. I do n't do it what I would have done if he had knocked on the doorway, but I know what I was thinking as I stood there rubbing my punishing cock through the nylon while I watched him walk away.

It was so turn on 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 lots of metre on-line looking at other guy cable in panties and imagining what it would be like to be with them. The thinking of rubbing my face against a punishing rooster in scanty was one of my favorite fancy. So, as I sat there eating my dinner my hand kept rubbing my stockings and scanty as I replayed the setting with the way divine service guy and let my imagery run godforsaken.

The dinner was secure as I was pretty athirst after the long drive and I guess I drank more of the wine than I should let because by the time I finished eating I was feeling very thoroughly and very horny. There was a short bill of fare on the dinner tray that said to put the tray outside the door when finished so it could be picked up by room help. I was about to put on the gown so I could put the tray outside the threshold when I thought how exciting it would be to leave the gown off and open the door dressed in zip but my scanty and nylons. Of line it was a dumb approximation, but I was thinking with the wrong pass and it seemed like a fun thought at the fourth dimension. What a turn-on if somebody saw me ! Well, the opportunity were pretty slim that anyone would be in the hallway at eleven o'clock, but there was a chance, and I was so turned on and was so commove. Besides, the wine was having an issue, and I thought, `` What the hell. '' and picked up the tray. After checking through the peep hole I opened the door. What a routine on to be dressed in stockings and pantie where anyone could see me. I had to step into the hallway just a small to put the tray down and as I was setting it on the floor I heard a sound which filled me with apprehensiveness. It was the sound of my room access shutting behind me ! Oh damn ! I turned and grabbed the handle but it was too recent. I was stuck in the hall, locked out of my way, wearing nothing but a twosome of pink step-in and black rayon stocking.

It was like one of those dream where you 're naked in public. All of a sudden, being dressed in scanty and stockings did n't look so shake anymore. What was I going to do ? I was panicky as I frantically pushed and pulled on the handgrip trying to spread out the door. I looked around and the hallway was totally empty-bellied. How was I going to get back in my elbow room ? I could n't very well go down to the lobby and ask for a key. I slumped down beside the threshold and pulled my knees up to my chin. All I could do was wait until person came by and ask them to call the desk for help. There was no place to shroud and no berth I could go. I sat there for about 20 minutes. I was scared to destruction about what might hap, who would come up by and what would they do. As I sat there with my knee drawn up to my brass, the soft nylon stockings rubbing on my typeface, I began to relax a little. My hands began to rub up and down my leg and it felt good. I began to mean about how I was in public dressed in fair sex 's underware and how person was definately going to see me this time and I actually began to get an erection.

Then I heard the elevator down the hall and I got worried again. What would happen ? realism hit me and I was scared and embarrassed. The erection went away and I sat there on the level, my back against the wall, my knees pulled up to my chin and my arms wrapped around my pegleg, hoping to hide myself as much as possible. I saw a man walking down the hallway towards me. He was alone, about my age, mid forties, and was wearing falling off and a sport coat. He looked at me with a rummy smile as he approached and said something like, `` My, my, what have we here ? '' I was so obstruct. I told him I had locked myself out and asked him if he would shout out somebody to come up and unlock my room access when he got to his room. He said he would and then suggested maybe I would wish to wait in his room until they got here. He did n't seem threatening and I was so anxious to get out of there I agreed and followed him to his room which was just down the manse. I was so embarrassed !

When we got into his room I sat on the boundary of the bed as he took off his jacket and hung it in the closet. He asked what had happened and I told him about putting the tray out and the threshold locking behind me. He said he would call in a bit as he sat on a chair and took off his shoes, leaving his wind cone on. Then, as he stood up, he said, `` You look cute in your outfit. Do you dress like that often ? '' I just form of mumbled `` Sometimes '' as he moved in nominal head of me and began to unbuckle his smash. `` 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 waistband and began to unzip his bloomers. I knew what was coming next, he was going to ask me to nurse his cock and, even though it was something I had often dreamed of, at the moment I was certainly I did n't require to do that. I was embarrassed and scared and not the least bit turned on. `` hold off ! '' I said, `` I'do n't reckon ... ''

That 's as far as I got. He finished unzipping his gasp and dropped them to his knee and stood there in front of me wearing panty ! `` I think we have something in common. '' he said. I could n't consider my eyes. He was wearing a light blue panties with pitch-dark lace waistband and total darkness thigh-high stockings. He unbuttoned his shirt and underneath he was wearing a unclouded amobarbital sodium cami that matched the pantie. He explained that he liked to hold out intimate apparel and often wore it under his street apparel. I could n't consider my eyes as he undressed and then stood there in front of me dressed in his sexy lingerie. I could see the abstract of his turncock through the thinly nylon and I could n't help 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 paw out and softly touched the front of my panties, gently squeezing my cock as he did. My cock immediately started to develop as he gently massaged it and in a instant it was hard. `` May I ? '' he asked. I said yes and he knelt before me and lowered my pantie, exposing my severely cock which he then slipped into his back talk. OMG it felt so good ! I looked over and saw myself in the mirror, standing there in my step-in and stockings with him sucking on me. My stifle almost buckled as thrill ran through my soundbox.

I was about to tell him I could n't hire any to a greater extent when he stopped, pulled my panty back over my cock, and stood up. He wrapped his subdivision around me and pulled me against him. I could finger his cock rubbing against mine and my manus wrapped around him and I felt the soft nylon of his cami. I felt like I was in some kind of a dream. Then he started to kiss my cervix and cheek and he pressed his lips against mine. I had never kissed a man before and it was so different from a woman 's osculation. His lips were harder, kind of rougher, but I liked it and I opened my mouth to his probing tongue. I felt so unusual, kind of devoid in a way. I loved kissing him and the feeling of the suddenly hair on the backrest of his cervix and the soft nylon encasing his soundbox and his hard tongue in my mouthpiece and him sucking on my tongue as I probed his mouth.

I felt our stopcock rubbing against each other through our scanty and realized I 'd almost forgotten about that. I pulled away from him and dropped to my knees. I knelt in front of him and looked at his pulsing cock in his step-in. It was so exciting and so wonderful. Here it was, something I had always dreamed about, right wing in figurehead of me. A beautiful tough prick inside a pair of sexy panties. I wanted to rub my cheek against his panty and feel his tool inside of them so I reached around and grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him to me. I pressed my cheeks against the delicate nylon and rubbed my lips back and Forth across his rigour. I opened my mouth and wrapped my sass over the tip of his cock, still covered in the pantie and tasted his precum as it soaked the thin nylon.

I slowly lifted the waistband of his pantie and lowered them. There was his hard, naked cock, in from my face, a little drop of precum leaking from the little fix. I wrapped my hand around it and it felt like holding my own but different. I brought my lips to it and slowly slid it into my mouth. Ooohhhh yeesssss it was so effective. It was flaccid than I had imagined but still so hard. I could find the veins and my tongue licked around the bonnet as I sucked it as deep into my pharynx as I could. Then I slid it back out, not all the way, just to the tip, and back in again. It felt so good to be sucking on a cock. I thought of myself, on my knees, dressed in panty and stockings, sucking on a unknown 's cock. I felt so juicy and slutty and I wanted the feeling to endure forever as my lips slid up and down his hard, pulsing shaft.

I do n't do it if I was any good at sucking cock but from the moans 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 suck on that splendid prick. It felt so unspoilt to be sucking on him while my paw ran up and down his stocking covered wooden leg and over his pantie covered ass cheeks. I could feel his hands rubbing me as well and, of course, his mouth was doing wonderful matter to my own turncock and it was n't recollective before I was shooting freight of cum. He kept sucking on my putz as I came and I was moaning and enjoying the feeling when I felt his hammer begin to pulse in my sassing and felt him squirt his cum into my throat. I tried to unsay as often as possible but was n't very successful. I had tasted my own cum before and it was similar and warm and sticky.

When we were done we just lay there for a brace of minutes. I just felt really relaxed. After a few import we got turned around and lay there on the bed talking, mostly about our love of pantie. He then offered to call room avail to get me a key and offered me a couple of pants and a shirt to wear back to my room. Of row, the next Nox I had to return the pant and shirt but that leads to another chronicle .