Dressed to Thrill, Myself

I wanked lots when I was younger and this didn’t really stop as I got older; you’ve got to keep it working while you’re ‘in between’ girlfriends. I had a stash of things that I use when I wanked, trophies I called them, things that I collected from girlfriends over the years. The problem was that as I got older and the number of exes increased, there was a need in me to collect more than just a pair of knickers! By my mid twenties I had got myself a full outfit and I wondered how many of the exes missed the stuff and work out where it went!

I have some stockings (thank you Georgia). I got a hold of these quite early on and I would often slip them on along with a pair of knickers and rub my nylon clad legs while I rubbed my swollen cock through the stretchy knicker material. The first time I put these on I knew I was a pervert. Not because I was doing it, but because of how it made me feel… I would sit in front of a mirror and observe myself, stroking my panty bulge and imagining that I had a girl’s body. I would rub and caress myself lovingly all the while, working my cock and make it harder and harder. Sometimes I would go as far as to put on a bra (34B – thank you Lucy) and pad it out. I would squeeze my cloth tits through a tee shirt and tell myself how naughty I was. The hardest part was not coming too soon! Many was the time that I got my stocking belt and stockings on and then took to my cock straight away and shot over my full length mirror! Once I drove into town wearing my knickers and stockings under my jeans. I was so turned on that I had to go to Macdonalds and use their toilets for a wank (and so I found out I like wanking in public places – more of this later!) But now back the bedroom.

I lie back and feel my cock tucked firmly in your panties. Your stockings cling to my legs and my hand slides over them, moving from inside thigh to inside thigh. My other hand plays with my top, I play with each of my soft tits and feel my cock swell more in its confines.