As I served my wife Dominique a brandy in the living room, I noticed that she was looking me up and down with her famous wicked smile. After finishing washing the dinner dishes I returned to the living room to see if she desired another glass of brandy. Again, I noticed her looking me over. I worried that perhaps there was a run in my nylons or that my masca...
We were watching tv in my Aunt Jayne's living room that unusually hot evening in June, 1958. My aunt, her next door neighbor Sally and I were wearing only our nylons and heels and a light sheen of sweat on our otherwise nude bodies. The large pitcher of lemonade and ice cubes in the middle of the coffee table was forming a ring of condensation on the table t...
The contents were now strewn on his bed. Michael decided to take a bath, and while the water was filling, he undressed, his mind filled with a compulsion to express his dark, unfulfilled feminine self. Naked, he walked with purpose to the cabinet that housed his shaving supplies, picked up a razor, some shaving cream and put them on the side of the bath. The...
The night my girlfriend discovered my fetish for nylons was the night we had sex for about the 4th time. We had been dating for a few months and I grew hornier each week that I was denied by her. During this first few months, we would only have enough time to see each other on the weekends so I spent each week fantasizing about her pantyhose she had worn i...
Giselle applied the clear topcoat to her ruby-red lipstick; she pursed her lips as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. "There; finally finished," she smiled to herself. It had taken Giselle nearly one hour to transform from 'Gary', her male alter-ego, into Giselle, the hot transvestite staring back at her from the mirror. She smiled to herself as s...
United Airlines has a running series in their Hemispheres magazine, featuring a different destination every month: how to spend three perfect days in New York, London, Buenos Aires, wherever. Although no travel to exotic locales was involved, I just spent three perfect days in the western city where I maintain a small apartment for excursions into my secret...
I want to tell you the story of the day that changed my life forever. But first, I must tell you a little about myself. I am a beautiful, elegant 35-year-old woman, with long red hair, pale ivory skin, and a passion for stockings. Not any old stockings, mind you – I have a fetish for real old-fashioned nylons, preferably fully fashioned. It's the seams, you...
Brian Davies sat on the hard toilet seat in a cubicle of the men's room on the twelfth floor of the building housing the large publishing company he worked for; he was reading the Daily Mail and trying to kill the last half hour before quitting time. As a middle-management employee he didn't really work mandated hours; he was expected to work whatever hours...
We met at the park like we agreed to do on over the phone the night before. When I saw her sitting at the picnic table, my heart skipped a beat. She was beautiful. Black shoulder length hair and dark brown eyes. On the phone she told me she was half white and half Mexican. I had seen her picture on the internet profile and already knew she was beautiful. I...
My name is Susan and my husband Charles, we are both 25 years old and have been married for one year. Recently Charles has been very depressed and He lost his job when the company moved to Malaysia. Lately his performance in bed has been sub-par and , in fact, he can't get it up most of the time. We feared he was becoming impotent but the doctor said the pro...