Getting Together...
Several friends have asked, in chat on here, how Lin and I first started with our mutual love of sexy lingerie (most agreeing that I'm a lucky guy !). So I'll start right at the beginning.....
The first time I actually met Lin was while I was married; she called at our house when assisting her friend Pat who organised Ann Summers parties (very popular in the 70 / 80s). Needless to say I was made to vacate the house and go out to the pub for a few hours with other husbands of the female attendees. By the time I returned Lin and Pat had left, but I met her again a week or so later when she delivered the purchases made at my wife's party.
(An added bonus to me was that the recipients of the various bags and parcels had to be forwarded to their purchasers (my wife didn't drive then) so I had to deliver them. It was quite a pleasant surprise to me to discover which of the supposedly 'prim & proper ladies' had the largest of the orders !)
It was a few years later when I next met her - we both worked for a very large local company, and when I changed jobs into a new department I found that Lin worked in a nearby office. I saw her occasionally over the next couple of weeks, until one day we were both in the communal kitchen / 'brew room' at the same time. We both smiled and nodded in mutual recognition of each other, eventually 'accidentally meeting' there often. We chatted together happily, soon discovering that we were both now divorced. Cutting a long story short, we were soon going out together.
Within weeks we were both knew that we were perfect for each other, shared happy or sad memories of our marriages to compare, with many common interests and 'likes'. Our love and sex life was already great as we let each other know of our turn-ons and turn-offs. I had already told Lin of my love of ladies wearing stockings, and sexy lingerie (French Knickers being my absolute 'fave') which fortunately she began to wear regularly for me. She already had quite a selection, from previous years when trying to get her then-husband interested in sex, but he had been rather 'wham bam thank you Ma'am so it was to no avail.
Obviously we both enjoyed the extra sexiness it brought out in her, and she was delighted with my love of extended foreplay and variation of sexual positions. So everything was going wonderfully, until one night in mid-fuck I smiled to her and said "You ladies are so lucky to be able to dress so sexily, to turn us guys on as much as you do". At that she stopped (riding on top of me, her favourite position) and smiled back, and suggested teasingly "Well that can apply to both of us? I'm sure you would look very sexy in panties and stockings" before she rose quickly off my rampant cock and sauntered across to her dressing table. She rummaged around for a short while, then turned back to face me. "I think that these black nylon French Knicks are my largest, so will nicely fit your sexy ass?" she smiled, then tuned to pull out a pair of black hold-up stockings. "Now, let's see how you look in these" she teased. Naturally I jumped at the offer, swinging my legs around to sit on the edge of the bed, sliding the sexy sheer stocking up my legs before slipping my feet into the Frenchies and pulling them up to snugly hold my cock.
I stood and faced her; "Mmmm, very sexy" she cooed seductively, "and I think your cock has grown even more now, encased in soft sexy nylon?". I smiled back, then told her that I had always loved the feel of stockings (I had once told her of my early years experimenting with my sister's underwear) but to be wearing them together with a sexy woman was sensational. As I knelt on the bed beside her, she leant across and ran her fingers softly up the back of my legs - God, the sexy feeling almost made me cum straight away! Her soft touch made me lean towards her a little more, so she took the opportunity to softly kiss my straining hardness beneath the cool soft semi-transparent nylon. She notice the tell-tale signs of a little pre-cum, so then rolled me onto my back for her to resume her riding position. Kneeling with her silken legs either side of mine, she again stroked over my stockinged thigh then smiled sexily as her hand continued over the hard bulge in my panties. Slowly she gently pulled the generous pantie-leg aside to release my length, then lowered herself to slide it deep into her welcoming pussy.
Immediately she began to ride me, slowly and smoothly at first as she looked down at the 'new me' below her. As she found that she loved what she saw, her riding became more urgent and wild. "Ohhhh, you sexy sexy fucker" she sighed as she quickened her strokes, "the last time I was in bed with someone else wearing stockings, we could only finger one another to orgasm" she continued (but now I have my very own sexy lesbian friend with a fabulous hard cock"! [More of that in the next post....]
We both writhed in ecstasy as her nyloned feet slid against my silken calves as she rode. Our rhythm was gaining speed, I felt the ominous feel of my prick starting to twitch as the rasping sound drove us both on. Suddenly Lin jerked a massive spasm of joy and I felt her quim tighten on my rampant rod - which them erupted with a hot spume of spunk deep into her quivering depths. "Ahh, ahh, ahh" she gasped as she shuddered again and again, her orgasm enveloping her in pure passion. She slammed hard down against me, her gorgeous body rigid with joy and satisfaction until with a slow deep sigh she fell into me waiting arms...
Gasping, panting, and sighing she lay next to me, before slowly lowering her head down to lick and suck our mixed sex cocktail from my glistening cock. Then, as an incredible finale she rose to kiss me, her probing tongue sharing our juices with me. Our mouths feasted gratefully on each other, sharing the new height of bliss that we had discovered...
Needless to say, that was the beginning of our mutual dressing; we now have sexy collections to enjoy ourselves with. Whenever she wants her 'lesbian lover' again......
The first time I actually met Lin was while I was married; she called at our house when assisting her friend Pat who organised Ann Summers parties (very popular in the 70 / 80s). Needless to say I was made to vacate the house and go out to the pub for a few hours with other husbands of the female attendees. By the time I returned Lin and Pat had left, but I met her again a week or so later when she delivered the purchases made at my wife's party.
(An added bonus to me was that the recipients of the various bags and parcels had to be forwarded to their purchasers (my wife didn't drive then) so I had to deliver them. It was quite a pleasant surprise to me to discover which of the supposedly 'prim & proper ladies' had the largest of the orders !)
It was a few years later when I next met her - we both worked for a very large local company, and when I changed jobs into a new department I found that Lin worked in a nearby office. I saw her occasionally over the next couple of weeks, until one day we were both in the communal kitchen / 'brew room' at the same time. We both smiled and nodded in mutual recognition of each other, eventually 'accidentally meeting' there often. We chatted together happily, soon discovering that we were both now divorced. Cutting a long story short, we were soon going out together.
Within weeks we were both knew that we were perfect for each other, shared happy or sad memories of our marriages to compare, with many common interests and 'likes'. Our love and sex life was already great as we let each other know of our turn-ons and turn-offs. I had already told Lin of my love of ladies wearing stockings, and sexy lingerie (French Knickers being my absolute 'fave') which fortunately she began to wear regularly for me. She already had quite a selection, from previous years when trying to get her then-husband interested in sex, but he had been rather 'wham bam thank you Ma'am so it was to no avail.
Obviously we both enjoyed the extra sexiness it brought out in her, and she was delighted with my love of extended foreplay and variation of sexual positions. So everything was going wonderfully, until one night in mid-fuck I smiled to her and said "You ladies are so lucky to be able to dress so sexily, to turn us guys on as much as you do". At that she stopped (riding on top of me, her favourite position) and smiled back, and suggested teasingly "Well that can apply to both of us? I'm sure you would look very sexy in panties and stockings" before she rose quickly off my rampant cock and sauntered across to her dressing table. She rummaged around for a short while, then turned back to face me. "I think that these black nylon French Knicks are my largest, so will nicely fit your sexy ass?" she smiled, then tuned to pull out a pair of black hold-up stockings. "Now, let's see how you look in these" she teased. Naturally I jumped at the offer, swinging my legs around to sit on the edge of the bed, sliding the sexy sheer stocking up my legs before slipping my feet into the Frenchies and pulling them up to snugly hold my cock.
I stood and faced her; "Mmmm, very sexy" she cooed seductively, "and I think your cock has grown even more now, encased in soft sexy nylon?". I smiled back, then told her that I had always loved the feel of stockings (I had once told her of my early years experimenting with my sister's underwear) but to be wearing them together with a sexy woman was sensational. As I knelt on the bed beside her, she leant across and ran her fingers softly up the back of my legs - God, the sexy feeling almost made me cum straight away! Her soft touch made me lean towards her a little more, so she took the opportunity to softly kiss my straining hardness beneath the cool soft semi-transparent nylon. She notice the tell-tale signs of a little pre-cum, so then rolled me onto my back for her to resume her riding position. Kneeling with her silken legs either side of mine, she again stroked over my stockinged thigh then smiled sexily as her hand continued over the hard bulge in my panties. Slowly she gently pulled the generous pantie-leg aside to release my length, then lowered herself to slide it deep into her welcoming pussy.
Immediately she began to ride me, slowly and smoothly at first as she looked down at the 'new me' below her. As she found that she loved what she saw, her riding became more urgent and wild. "Ohhhh, you sexy sexy fucker" she sighed as she quickened her strokes, "the last time I was in bed with someone else wearing stockings, we could only finger one another to orgasm" she continued (but now I have my very own sexy lesbian friend with a fabulous hard cock"! [More of that in the next post....]
We both writhed in ecstasy as her nyloned feet slid against my silken calves as she rode. Our rhythm was gaining speed, I felt the ominous feel of my prick starting to twitch as the rasping sound drove us both on. Suddenly Lin jerked a massive spasm of joy and I felt her quim tighten on my rampant rod - which them erupted with a hot spume of spunk deep into her quivering depths. "Ahh, ahh, ahh" she gasped as she shuddered again and again, her orgasm enveloping her in pure passion. She slammed hard down against me, her gorgeous body rigid with joy and satisfaction until with a slow deep sigh she fell into me waiting arms...
Gasping, panting, and sighing she lay next to me, before slowly lowering her head down to lick and suck our mixed sex cocktail from my glistening cock. Then, as an incredible finale she rose to kiss me, her probing tongue sharing our juices with me. Our mouths feasted gratefully on each other, sharing the new height of bliss that we had discovered...
Needless to say, that was the beginning of our mutual dressing; we now have sexy collections to enjoy ourselves with. Whenever she wants her 'lesbian lover' again......
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