Being alone was always a danger. An anxiety and a desire by that strange pleasure they arose automatically, and guided b

Being alone was always a danger. An anxiety and a desire by that strange pleasure they arose automatically, and guided by unconsciousness and without thinking about anything else I saw myself in the closets and wardrobes of the women of the house rummaging ferociously. It was never difficult to find pantyhose; always the there was. Discovering the new acquisitions was the most fascinating. a spell fantastic that erased from me any physical or moral continence. The ritual begins with searching for that exquisite, silky, mysterious, soft, elegant, magical. Touching it makes me tremble while Imagination requires some clothing and shoes to show off and exalt its presence. That black velvet dress is great and transparent heeled sneakers They will be the best. How about those plush balls to simulate breasts; what else Yeah, the main thing is pantyhose. I go to the room. I close the lock to prevent being surprised, and I begin to undress completely. I take my precious garment I contemplate in ecstasy and begin to roll until I reach the tip, and the trip... First the toes covered by the garment, I advance along the sole of the foot and I feel the softness and enjoy the texture. I arrive at bead; the foot is covered. Separate your fingers and move them inside your fine Prison, what a feeling, it's fantastic. I advance along the shin and reach the knee and repeat the operation with the other leg. And the crucial moment: covering the leg, I feel the fibers cover my extremities and I admire breathlessly how you can see my legs. My penis at its maximum erection. It's been like this while I I put it on, but I try not to get excited, because the best thing is missing: covering it with my underwear of the pantyhose and leave it there, still, rubbed by the finest texture and delicate I'm on fire. It is an extraordinary feeling; my heart It beats strongly and a disturbing tremor overcomes my body. You have to put on your dress and balls at the level of the chest. Seeing myself like this excites me, and even more trying to imagine what a person feels. woman when she looks so elegant. The shoes, what a sensation! feel my foot moving inside and rubbing the straps, each touch, each movement is a torment of pleasure. I'm at my max. I want to hold on a little longer. I walk around the room. I'm pinking my legs and trying to listen to the friction of pantyhose. It is an aphrodisiac, exotic melody. How about playing with shoes. Imagine myself in a public place and feeling external admirer of what I star in excites me again. It's a shower of pleasure and eroticism. Where would there be a woman who shared these thoughts and Would you make me complicit in your pleasure? The time has come. I lie face down on the bed and I put a pillow at the height of my penis, and with a slight sway I rub my limb, while I slide my right foot over my left leg and enjoy my self-care My mouth is watering and my breathing becomes more labored, while I realize that my orgasm is about to happen. My penis contracts and expands an automatic movement, I can feel its pulsations as it throws in each I spasm a hot and viscous elixir, as my being enters an ecstasy sublime, full of pleasure, exotic and loaded with eroticism. The humidity caused My semen floods my pantyhose, and I continue panting uncontrollably, shedding drops and drops of pleasure from me. I am exhausted and filled with a strange joy. A feeling of peace and serenity overwhelms me. If I move a little I immediately remember my sexual episode and I long for it anxiously. But this time it's over. Wrapped up in a drowsiness I must collect and clean. Maybe I should have lowered my pants so as not to dirty the pantyhose, but it is a cost that is covered and more so with the moment that I have lived. How sad to have to return. And sunk in a moment taciturn and melancholic I returned things to their place and I to reality. Where would there be a woman who shared these thoughts and me? make him an accomplice of your pleasure? It would be better...