This is a continuation of my first story The Girl of my Dreams. **** The weekend after that Friday just seemed to drag on. I couldn't wait till I could see Emily again on Monday. I kept replaying the events of Friday in my head over and over again. I got so caught up in my own mimed I forgot to tell Jackson about my night. Once I finally remembered I had a...
It was the summer and I had just finished my third year at College and I had turned 21 a few months earlier. I didn't want to get a job at the mall, well except maybe selling women's shoes or working at Victoria's Secret. You see I have a huge Pantyhose Fetish and not just seeing women in them but wearing them myself as well. I am not bi or gay nor do I co...
I have a pantyhose fetish. There, I've said it. I've never flat out told this to anyone before. You mention any type, color, or style of pantyhose, and I've got it. And more than one pair of them too. I've loved pantyhose as long as I can remember. I like how sexy they are on me. I like how they feel against my skin. I love the variety of what you ca...
Growing up in the midwest Alex was a good student, popular with both boys and girls. As a kid he was athletic, playing baseball, football and track. When he reached puberty he went through the usual growing pains that other kids went through, but his body never developed enough to continue playing competitive sports. When he stopped growing he was 5' 7" and...
Chapter #1 Natalie's Basement Encounter The sun was shining bright on this early November morning in Mid-Town Manhattan. Driving down the street was Natalie. Natalie was driving to work at the mammoth Clamp Center. A technological marvel that had everything fully automated. From motion detecting lights to talking elevators, the Clamp Center had everything a...
I couldn't believe the feeling as I slipped the pantyhose on over my legs. This was an absolute dream come true and I was living it right now. My friend Julie had gone out for the night with her 15yo daughter and she'd given me the spare keys to her house. She'd had a tradesman doing some work and needed to leave before he'd finished, so she'd asked me to...
I had moved into a new neighborhood about 3 months ago. It wasn't anything super fancy, just a good decent middle-class neighborhood. Being a single guy, I was always on the lookout for any nice looking women. While I was moving in one of my neighbors from across the street came over to introduce themselves. Sarah and Brett Wicker were their names. Brett was...
This story takes a bit to get to the action, so just go with it during the setup. Each chapter is written as a stand alone story, so reading previous chapters is not needed to understand this chapter. If you have read any of the other chapters, feel free to skip the section in italics. It is in each chapter as setup for the environment of the story for those...
In her dream she was chasing a white rabbit; a funny fellow who looked entirely too nervous for a rabbit to be. He had a small red waist coat with gold buttons and a silver pocket watch that droned with a very audible ticking sound. Running after him, Alice could hear herself shouting but the words were barely a whisper. "Why are you running, hare?" "Oh dea...
When I was 18 my family lived in the English Midlands. My parents both worked for a pharmaceutical firm and they were working at its English subsidiary. We lived in a small village about 20 miles outside of Birmingham. Because both my parents worked they could afford to send me to a public school—which in England means a private school. The school was...