Nylon and Girdle

Synopsis: I as a young boy (me) lived in the conservative Midwest starts on his life long journey of the joy of cross dressing and his deep desire and lust for silky sexy nylons. Soon he starts to learn with much encouragement what it's like to be a girl from his Mom's best friend!

My First Nylon & Girdle Experience By Jamie R.

Written & Published Exclusively for Sheer Delight (trannycafe.com) Copy write 1998-2008 by Jamie R. of T. H. Ent. ALL Rights reserved and property is absolutely not to be posted, printed, or used in ANY way other then by readers for own their personal use.

My TRUE STORY! I as a young boy (me) lived in a conservative Midwest town starts on his life long journey of the joy of cross dressing and his deep desire and lust for silky sexy sheer shiny nylons! While this part of the story is complete. I am writing the continued journey he makes after the first time! More of my true and fantasy stories about cross dressing, nylon stockings, pantyhose and smoking fetish are available on my T-girl fetish web site, TrannyCafe.com. Opening fall 2008 Kisses! Jamie ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Part #1

Well, to start off, this is a VERY true story. It happened to me when I was just about 12 years old. I was over at my Mom's friend's house. I use to play with her two boys all the time. She was a pretty blonde lady and always wore very sexy things. While my Mom was very naive when came to sex, Sally (not her real name) was kind of a wild, with a "go for the gusto" mentality. She was a Virginia Slim smoking and super sexual creature that always strutted her stuff in the sexiest clothes. Most always in high heels, nylons, short dresses and skirts.

One day, I was over playing in their yard with her sons and had to go use the bathroom. Well, when I walked in and took my seat on the throne, my eyes fell quickly on several pairs of some very silky nylons hanging on the shower rod! I sat there doing my thing and just stared at those sexy items of PURE sex! I could not keep my eyes off them and as soon as I was done, I stood up and HAD to touch them. I felt soooo naughty and hoped that I would not get caught! I was so turned on, and being that I was just really getting into my cock (masturbating), it did not take more then a second to create a raging hard-on in my other hand! They felt and smelled so good! They were silky between my little fingers. I was now rubbing them with one hand and my cock with the other. Then, I looked around for any other of her things that she may have left in there. When I saw the hamper in the corner, I had to break away from my new found treasure; I let go of her nylons and went to look in the possible treasure chest before me. To my delight, I found many of her used and rather fragrant clothes including some of her very personal under things! I felt I struck gold! There were sooo many of her things. I ended up with a very sexy white girdle complete with garter snaps. It was pretty heavy in my young hands; wonderful Lycra was not yet invented. It contained a beautiful unique smell that was a mix of the material, her perfume, and best of all.... HER! For some crazy reason I just HAD to put them on! I did not even stop to think why, or if this meant I was weird or something. I was totally swept away by the lust of those sexy items that belonged to my Mother's very sexy friend!

The first thing I did was to quickly strip out of the rest of my clothes and then put the cover down on the toilet seat. I grabbed the beautiful pair of shiny tan nylons off the rod and started to rub them all over my face, then my neck, chest, and then right to my young, now very hard, cock. It felt like the most wonderful thing I had EVER felt in my short time on the Earth! I again picked up the heavy girdle and stepped into it. It felt like it was almost too small for me, but I was very determined to get it all the way on. I did, and then as I sat down on the toilet, I noticed my cock peeking through the open bottom of the girdle. It felt so tight and wonderful. I then reached for the first of the silky nylons. I was so into this that it seemed that my hand went in slow motion. Almost as if "Father Time" knew this would be one of the most remembered experiences of my whole life (it still is and I am almost 49 today) and wanted me to get the very most of it! I had seen my Mom put on her nylons over the years, and while it never did any thing for me, I did remember the technique she used. I held the nylons by the tops and then rolled them up until they were all bunched up in my hands. I started to slip my toes into them and then my ankles, then they glided over my small calves, over my knee, until it was fully up my leg next to the bottom of my girdle snaps. I began to attach them to my nylons and when I attached the last (of 4) I nearly fainted! IT FELT SOOOO FUCKING GOOD! It looked even better. My leg looked like my Mother's friends, or at least that's what I thought.

I quickly repeated it with the other leg. WOW! I loved it and was sooo turned on; it felt like if I even touched my cock, it would explode! My legs looked shiny, silky and ohhhhh soooo fucking sexy! I was hooked! I sat there and just looked at them, felt them, crossed my legs back and forth. I was in heaven! ! ! The swishing sound they made was hypnotic. I was so turned on by this point that I completely lost track of the time. I must have been in there over a half hour. Just then I heard a LOUD knock on the bathroom door! It was my Mom's friend asking me if I fell in or something??? I JUST FROZE! I felt so much terror race through my body AND soul! I did not know what to do OR say! That would be a mistake times two! First, because I did not rush to take every thing off, and worse, I did not respond to her question. Well, the next thing I knew, she opened the door and with a VERY shocked expression on her face, she saw the reason why I had been MIA! She started to let out a huge and very loud laugh but caught herself with her hand over her mouth. Her eyes were

open very wide and looked like she just had seen a UFO! I felt soooo much shame already, and then she added to that 100 times when she said, "Well, what do we have here?" in a VERY teasing tone.

I just dropped my eyes to the floor in total shame! Without another word, she left the bathroom, but came back only a minute later. I could not move or do anything. I think I would have stood there even if the house were on fire. When she returned, she said, "We have to have a little talk!" then took me by the hand to lead me out of the bathroom.

What had I done? What was going to happen to me now?