(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been captured by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. I had decided not to get the pol...
Nylons and oral sex have been my obsessions for as long as I can remember. I am nearly 70 now, so that is a long time. When I was a teenager, women all wore stockings, no pantyhose and it was rare to see women in trousers. So, it was bare legs or stockings. My father always bought my mother her stockings, Bear Brand I think they were, and always shiny and...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** It was January, 1951 just shortly after my mother had passed away. My grandmother, my mother's mother, lived with us as she had for the past four years. Daddy was subsidized each month by grandma's brothers to make sure she was safe and was also being 'dried out'. No one in this s...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan December 2008 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * The following are 15 fifty-word stories w...
Anita sat on the edge of the bench at the end of the aisle, trying on another pair of heels. She admired them in the mirror, analyzing her pantyhosed feet. We had been shopping for over an hour and this was only the first store we had gone to. Most men would be bored of this but not me. Anita preyed on my nylon fetish viciously, especially in public. She en...
This is the continuation of my True Stories series, where I tell my readers about my real life adventures as a part time transvestite. In this instalment I will tell you about Buster, an admirer with whom I have I met up with a number of occasions. I warn you now that the story contains graphic sex, use of alcohol, mild bondage, use of recreational drugs and...
Wearing only sheer black stockings I take your hand and place it between my thighs. I guide your fingers higher, letting them swirl over the stretchy nylon covering my delicate and damp lady parts. Your tender touches shoot sensual sparks through me. I begin to understand why you find stockings so erotic. I reach in to my bag and pull out another pair of s...
This is the continuation of my True Stories series, where I tell my readers about my real life adventures as a part time transvestite. In this instalment I will tell you about Buster, an admirer with whom I have I met up with a number of occasions. I warn you now that the story contains graphic sex, use of alcohol, mild bondage, use of recreational drugs and...
I am 26 years old, slim, attractive, (I'm told); blue eyes, blond hair. I work as a receptionist for a modeling agency. I'm told I could be a model as well. I have a secret. I love pantyhose and stockings. I wear them all the time, many times even to bed. I have satin sheets on my bed. I love to slide my stocking feet and legs all over the sheets, and then...
My sister Dorene was on the phone asking me if I could accommodate her friend Ruby during the Summer holidays. "She's a really delightful woman, generous and easy going, I wouldn't ask you otherwise," said Dorene. Ruby was studying theatre and dance and had to attend a six-week contemporary dance course at the local university. I was certain that my girlf...