nylon sex stories

I appreciate the mysterious quality of a women's most private parts being hidden by the diaphanous fabric of her panties. Gynecological view of a women's anatomy (although a turn on), does not really hold the level of eroticism I find in a women hidden behind her lacy frilly silky sexy undergarments. I have been playing in women's panties since I was 15 years old. It was only my own initiative that got me into such an activity. Although one of my biggest fantasies is to have a women force me into her most private undergarments, it was my own idea...

The flight out of Ronald Reagan departed on schedule, as did the plane out of St Louis. So, I arrived at John Wayne about mid-afternoon, paid my respects to the Duke, picked-up my Hertz (exactly), and made my way north on I-5. It was October and hot - Southern California was experiencing a vicious Santa Ana. I read her last e-mail with the directions to her studio as I drove through Orange County. Gone were the bean fields, replaced by oil rigs the orange groves displaced by a thousand sub-divisions and malls. Hell, even the Marines were tossed out and...

"My name is Linda and I am in charge of this section. Can I help you, Sir?" "Quite possibly." " What are you looking for?" " Sexy, frilly, nylon, satin or silk panties, size 7." " Are you sure about the size, sir?" "Yes, they're for me!" The female assistant blushed, but continued to help me find what I wanted. As I browsed through the pile of panties, she helped by picking out those that were my size, and offering them to me for my approval. When I had picked out about a dozen pairs, she said "Would you like...

Sarah and I met three months earlier. From the onset we were attracted to each other and had been dating as often as our busy professional lives would allow. Travel took both of us away from home for brief periods. I was drawn to Sarah because of her wit and sense of bravado. In her professional life she was very proper, but at play she was a risk taker. She was not afraid to press the limits. The next few weeks during the Christmas season were full for us. We had each invited the other to our office parties, usually...

My first of many embarrassing moments happened when I was thirteen. If you read my story you remember that I had stolen two pairs of panties and a wonderful petticoat from my cousin Bonnie and I kept them under my bed in a storage box intended for preserving dresses. Also in the box were three pairs of my mother's nylon panties and two pairs of the landlady's panties that I had stolen from the clothesline. Every night after I finished my homework I would play with these frillies, and I thought I had a good thing going. Then one day...

I came by Jenny's house to ask her out but found only her mother home. Mrs Jones invited me in to wait but after awhile said that Jenny would be quite some time as she was having a tennis lesson. She handed me a plate of cookies and a glass of coke and said I might as well settle in to wait. I would have left but couldn't say "no" with a plate in my lap and a coke in hand. I ate the biscuits and drank the coke while making polite conversation. "Well, I had better go then." I...