I was beginning to think I was the only person who had a pantyhose fetish but then Charles(he wants me to inform everyone that that is NOT his real name) sent me a story about how he became addicted to all things hosiery. Charles didn't ask me to check his spelling or anything so the only change I made was to make it 3 paragraphs instead of one huge one. Its easier to read this way.
I was an only child and my parents didn't let me make friends because they thought that way I would never fall to peer pressure and start using drugs. Because of this I was always lonely so everytime I was offered the chance to go to stay with my aunt and uncle and cousin I would jump at the chance. My cousin was a girl and we weren't into the same things but I gladly played whatever she wanted to play so I could have a friend. We were about the same age so we did find things to talk about that we both liked like music and movies and things.
When we were both around 13 years old I went to stay with them for a couple weeks. My cousin had just started going to dance class and she was excited to show off the things she had learned. She would change into her dance outfit and then dance for hours in the backyard while I watched. She was pretty good at it for someone who had just started. A few days after I got there it was time for her to go to class again. It was here that my pantyhose addiction began.
She had to wear a ruffled skirt like thing to dance class and her and her parents didn't want to ruin it. Because of this she got dressed in everything before we left except for the skirt. When she got out of her room after getting ready she was standing there in just her top and tights. She didn't seem to mind that I was there either. I rode in the back seat with her all the way there and I kept looking at her legs. When we got there she stood up in the backseat and pulled the skirt like thing on so she didn't leave the car without it on. While she was doing this her tights covered bottom was right in my face. When dance class was done she got back in the car and removed it and then she spent most of the rest of the night just wearing those tights. I only got to go with her one more time to dance class like that before I went back home but it started my fetish.
Thanks for the story Charles.
Saturday, August 3, 2013
HAIRY PUSSY
Friday, August 2, 2013
ANONOMOUS STORY ABOUT CFNM
This story was sent to me by a man who wished to remain nameless. He assures me that it is 100% true. It seems a lot more plausible than other stories of this type so I am inclined to believe him. He asked me to proofread it so the only changes made are for spelling and clarity.
I grew up in a household with both parents, 2 sisters, and myself. I'm the middle child. I have a sister that's 1 year older and a sister that's 1 year younger. From the earliest age I could remember, whenever we swam in the pool my mom and sisters would wear bathing suits and I would swim nude. My dad traveled a lot so he wasn't home much but when he was home he never swam. Whenever I swam anywhere else, I had to wear swimming trunks. My parents had a rule
that I could only walk around nude at home and only when I was in or around the pool. As soon as I left the fenced in area where the pool was I had to be clothed. I got used to being nude around my mom and my sisters while we were swimming. It just felt natural.
It wasn't until my older sister turned 12 that she started giggling and saying things about my nudity. None of the girls she hung out with had ever seen a real nude guy so she would tell them everything about my anatomy. None of them were allowed to come when I was nude, thank goodness, but they always wanted to. After a year of my older sisters teasing and having to hear things from my sisters friends, I decided I wasn't going to swim nude anymore. The look on my
older sisters face that first day I swam at home with swimming trunks on is etched in my mind. She actually looked like she was going to cry and she tried to talk me into taking my trunks off. I had decided I would never let her see me nude again and I stuck to it.
Flash forward about 25 years. I'm married now and I have the best wife in the world but I think back to those days of being teased by my sister about my nudity and it turns me on more than my wife ever could. I get turned on by CFNM.
Thanks again for the story you mysterious masked man.
I grew up in a household with both parents, 2 sisters, and myself. I'm the middle child. I have a sister that's 1 year older and a sister that's 1 year younger. From the earliest age I could remember, whenever we swam in the pool my mom and sisters would wear bathing suits and I would swim nude. My dad traveled a lot so he wasn't home much but when he was home he never swam. Whenever I swam anywhere else, I had to wear swimming trunks. My parents had a rule
that I could only walk around nude at home and only when I was in or around the pool. As soon as I left the fenced in area where the pool was I had to be clothed. I got used to being nude around my mom and my sisters while we were swimming. It just felt natural.
It wasn't until my older sister turned 12 that she started giggling and saying things about my nudity. None of the girls she hung out with had ever seen a real nude guy so she would tell them everything about my anatomy. None of them were allowed to come when I was nude, thank goodness, but they always wanted to. After a year of my older sisters teasing and having to hear things from my sisters friends, I decided I wasn't going to swim nude anymore. The look on my
older sisters face that first day I swam at home with swimming trunks on is etched in my mind. She actually looked like she was going to cry and she tried to talk me into taking my trunks off. I had decided I would never let her see me nude again and I stuck to it.
Flash forward about 25 years. I'm married now and I have the best wife in the world but I think back to those days of being teased by my sister about my nudity and it turns me on more than my wife ever could. I get turned on by CFNM.
Thanks again for the story you mysterious masked man.
UPDATES THIS WEEKEND
I have received a few complaints about the lack of updates and I apologize. I've had to work a few extra shifts this week so I haven't had the time. I will post a few stories and photos I have received from contributors this weekend. I promise. Thank you for your patience. Anyone else that wishes to have anything posted, just send it thru my email and I will post it when time permits. Thanks again to everyone who views this little blog and a special thanks to the handful of you who have sent submissions.
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