The Stockings Stories Collection (The Stockings Series Book 10)

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I was amazed at her self-assurance, and that gave me extra confidence to let go and enjoy her wonderful gifts. So after a few minutes I started masturbating in some of her knickers again, and again I caught the cum in my own soft underpants. I decided to leave them to it and went slowly up to my bedroom, marvelling at all that was happening, and all of the strange feelings underneath, as I moved.

When the house was empty of everyone but me, I undressed, and then, trembling all over, I tried on Granny’s corsets.

This always gave me at least half a hard on and I sometimes took myself in hand while thinking of wearing some of Clare’s underwear and filling them with cum! I was absolutely shocked and stunned, and so thrilled at her mention of her knickers that I almost fell over as I looked up at her face in awe. My new corsets did not cut painfully into my thighs, and although they were very much tighter and very rigid, they really felt good as I sat without having to lean back onto the chair for support. Most boys found any ‘enforced’ exposure of their underpants to be a horrendously embarrassing experience, but somehow the presence of this fine, sexy woman usually caused a boy to get an erection in his underpants, and there was nothing he could do about it. Mrs Manders invariably tided the girl’s knickers even if they were almost perfect all over, and while she began her ‘behaviour lecture’, she always managed to find some knicker-leg elastic that needed twisting flat, and her vest always needed a bit more tucking into her knickers waist-elastic.

Her breast were clearly not at all large, but they were perfectly in proportion to her similar height to my own five foot eight, and her white brassiere looked beautiful to me.

Although Ben was about six months older than me, he was a little smaller so I knew I had to select a size for him that was smaller than mine. I gasped, “Oh Veronica, I’m so sorry,” but she interrupted me by quickly saying, “Don’t worry, just feel the straps of my brassiere.

In the absence of a wonderful woman such as you, my lovely soft underpants satisfy my cock wonderfully well, too, and I can easily imagine that you love your own men’s, soft white cotton underpants just as much as I love your style of nylon knickers, and we are certainly wonderfully matched. We stared down and watched as we pressed our now very hot, juicy pricks together, prick to prick, and then played with each others pricks and balls for a while longer. Then I heard her voice, low with desire, saying, “I want to see your naked balls, Ivan, and I’m going to slowly take down your underpants. It took her only a few moments to release my cock and balls and she gently lowered my Y-front underpants to fully expose my balls and my very stiff, throbbing cock. She seemed to be oblivious to the fact that several inches of her elasticated knicker-legs were visible to those lucky enough to be watching, and the girls would vie for that view as resolutely as the boys!Instead of my underpants and vests, there were knickers, petticoats and camisoles, and to my amazement, another corset.