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First time dressing with Mrs HSo carrying on from where I left off….. I regularly went round to my friends Mum …Mrs H ….strategically when he was out an d he seemed to be packed off to his grandparents more than he ever had been…now I realise why ! LolI wa slaways welcomed by Mrs h clad in nylons and heels and sexy undies, more ofthen than not an obg in black to match her stockings and heels and she was always in artistic harming points …at that time they were still freely available which started my passion for them. She had showed me how she got dressed in her clothes, how to dress up and show off her womanly figure in a sexy way, how to walk in high heels, how to move her hips and bum to attract the attention of men and then would regularly have me , often after a minimum of 4 hours whilst she rode my cock, and never before she had had five orgasms would she let me cum….often inside her pussy, sometimes in her mouth or over her tits and stockings. She would always lick up my hot cream except when I came on her stockings, then she would share it with me telling me it was good to lick up my hot spunk off the nylon and then kiss each other deeply and passionately. So I became used to fucking her good an hard to satisfy her before being allowed to realise the pleasure of my own orgasm until one day, she welcomed me at the door, dressed as usual in ff nylons, an obg and heels but this time she was holding a brand new packet of artistic harmony points in black, an obg and heels which I had not seen before…dangling them off her sexy long fingers , the red nail polish contrasting against what she was holding.she said she had a surprise for me which she knew I would enjoy and something that she said she had tried with her husband but he did not enjoy it but she knew I would !firstly she took me to her bathroom where a nice warm bubble bath was waiting….I got in and she proceeded to tell me I was to canlı bahis şirketleri wear nylons and heels to experience what it was like to rub my nyloned legs against other nylons but first she needed to shave my lightly hairy legs….. I immediately was concerned that my own mum would notice my legs were shaven but she said, it’s winter you won’t be wearing shorts for ages yet , and joked that my mum no longer saw me naked which was true! So I let her soak my legs and she explained it would get the hairs nice and soft. She then proceeded to shave my legs all the way up to my pubic hair which she also trimmed and shaved into w nice triangle just like I had seen the girls have in girlie magazines that I had wanked over. All the time she was explaining to me that the feeling if the nylon stocking against my skin would be very nice, and that it would make my cock harder for longer so she could ride it longer and take it deep inside her pussy.once she had finished shaving me, she dried me off with a nice fluffy towel and put cream on my legs and public area, paying particular attention to my cock which was , as usual, standing very much to attention ! Lol she then proceeded to put the obg on me, it was very tight and felt great as she pulled it up my legs and around my waist. It looked great in the mirror as I posed in front of it as she told me to do, showing me how it made my waist even flatter than it was, and the cheeks of my bottom stick out slightly giving them a more feminine curve. She told me how great I looked and then she opened the packet of ff nylons and showed me how to remove them carefully from the packaging. She gave me a pair of white soft gloves to put on and then explained how to roll them up to the reinforcing of the toe, keeping the seam as straight as possible as I slipped it over my toes and along my foot…..I was trembling as I did so and she then showed me how to pull it over perabet the heel of my foot and keep the seam straight as it started from the end of the point heel and pull them slowly and gently up my legs all the time adjusting the seam as I did so.she then showed me how to clip the suspenders clips into the stockings, starting at the back into the finishing loop and then the other three clips around the top of my legs. She did the same instruction with the other one , and I stood before her as she sat and she smoothed the nylon up and down my legs until she was satisfied they were perfect. She then said that these nylons were always worn with high heeled stiletto shoes and she picked up the shoes she had with her. They heels looked very high, as high as the ones she often wore and were black patent with a very sharply pointed toe. She said that I was two sizes bigger than her …she was a five and so therefore I was a seven, and that she had bought them specially for me to wear when I visited her. She said she would keep them in her special drawer for me, along with all the clothing she bought for me ove rthe next few years. Later on, I would often be allowed to take stuff home with me to wear in bed !so she helped me put the shoes on as I sat and admired them in the mirror…..and they looked just perfect to me, the sheen of the patent fabric shining in the mirror and complementing the sheer nylon of the fully fashioned stockings. She made sure my seams were snow straight again and then she said I was to stand up very slowly and carefully…..it felt awakward for a few moments but as I looked in the mirror, something in my head clicked and I knew I was hooked on dressing up…..my cock was rock hard which she commented on, saying that I must like what I saw ? I mumbled yes and although I was a little embarrassed at what I saw, I knew it was very much a turn on.she then showed me how to walk perabet güvenilir mi in the shoes, slowly at first, over the carpet and then after about ten minutes, she said I should try the stairs which were wooden. She held my hand tightly, it felt so erotic as she did so , all the while telling me how sexy I looked in my heels and nylons, how long my legs looked and how beautiful they felt as she brushed and rubbed the nylon. The sound of the heels clicking on the wooden stairs felt divine in my head…she said did I like the sound of the heels….I said yes…… very much so. Ok she said, don’t get over confident but now see how you can walk up and down the stairs holding onto the rail…do it till you feel it’s natural…so I walked up and down the stairs for then minutes, eventually managing to do so without holding on to the rail.ok she said, you seem to have the hang of it, now let’s go for a walk downstairs around the house and I proceeded to strut around downstairs, my heels clicking faster and faster as I got more daring at walking in those sexy gorgeous six inch heels. All the time, she was watching me, looking at my cock which was still as hard as rock and she kept commenting on the effect all this was having on me and how sexy it was.we then had a conversation about transvestism and how it turned her on….he husband had tried it a few times with her at her instigation but he did not like the way it made him feel she said….. he was a very manly man and although I think they had an ok sex life, she was I discovered very much into the kinkier side of sex than her was, and i subsequently discovered that he only used to fuck her once a week in a Saturday evening before he died and she needed so much more than that. And that was my introduction to dressing with her…needless to say we fucked like rabbits that day….and many more afterwards, all the time caressing each other’s nylons and heels, me bending her over and being instructed to lick her seams, all the way up to her legs, then her pussy and bum hole, we really did go thru the whole spectrum of nylon and heels appreciation.more to come about the first time she really feminised me completely.