Confessions...
story by Anonymous
I discovered the caress of nylon at the age of 5, when my aunt left a pair of knee high stockings after a visit. I remember being drawn to them immidiately, taking off my shoes and socks and puting them on . I wore them to school that day, and being in kindergarten, I could'nt sleep during my nap. When i got home, I left them on and even slept with them... My dad found me with them the next morning and told me to throw them away. But from that day on, I was hooked.
My obsession really took off after my dad married his wife and I was 8. His wife didn't wear nylons or pantyhose very often, but her mom did nearly every day. I had also noticed that my own grandmother wore them daily, and would often stare at her feet. If nylons/pantyhose were my first sexual fetish, feet became my second. I would sit around on the floor just to get better looks in my grandmothers house, but since I didn't get along with my dads wife, I spent most of my time in my room, which was also the basement. Having the basement for a room provided me with alot of alone time, but unfortunately, I didn't have any nylons/pantyhose of my own for about 3 years.
One day while at a friends house, i found a pair of shiny off white pantyhose. I quickly grabbed them and stuffed them down my pants. The feel of the nylon against my cock made me rock hard, and I quickly made my exit and headed home. Once in my room, I quickly pulled the pantyhose out of my pants, took off my clothes and put on the hose. Feeling the soft, silky material, the way that the air itself seemed to carress my legs, ass and dick felt wondeful, and it still does. I rubbed my feet together all night, and again, wore them to school the next day. I then came home and showered with the hose on. It was, at the time, the best day of my life. It would be the first time that I stole previously used hose, but far from the last.
Over the course of the next 2 years or so, I stole close to 200 pairs of pantyhose, nylons, stockings, knee highs, ankleh highs, underwear, bras. I also began dressing in womens clothing late at night, after everyone was asleep. I had also discovered the joys of layering and encasement, although i didn't know that those practices had names until a year ago, when I found this site. I had also found out about masturbation, and did so at least twice a day.
Unfortunately, my stash was discovered by my dads wife, and I was both humiliated and made to throw them all away, including that very first pair. Never again would I have a collection as large, but once again, my interests would be expanded...
Story posted by Anonymous
on Tuesday, June 26, 2007 @ 12:22:03 PDT
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