Date: Sun, 31 Aug 2008 15:57:12 EDT From: JamiebiTV@aol.com Subject: My First Nylon and Girdle Experience (Part #2) Synopsis: I as a young boy (me) lived in the conservative Midwest starts on his life long journey of the joy of cross dressing and his deep desire and lust for silky sexy nylons. Soon he starts to learn with much encouragement what it's like to be a girl from his Mom's best friend! My First Nylon & Girdle Experience By Jamie R. Written & Published Exclusively for Sheer Delight (trannycafe.com) Copy write 1998-2008 by Jamie R. of T. H. Ent. ALL Rights reserved and property is absolutely not to be posted, printed, or used in ANY way other then by readers for own their personal use. My TRUE STORY! I as a young boy (me) lived in a conservative Midwest town starts on his life long journey of the joy of cross dressing and his deep desire and lust for silky sexy sheer shiny nylons! While this part of the story is complete. I am writing the continued journey he makes after the first time! More of my true and fantasy stories about cross dressing, nylon stockings, pantyhose and smoking fetish are available on my T-girl fetish web site, TrannyCafe.com. Opening fall 2008 Kisses! Jamie ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Part II (Learning of my fate!) There I was, one minute feeling a feeling like I have NEVER felt that TOTALLY set my being on fire! Two minutes later, feeling like I wanted to fall into some crack and NEVER been seen again! My Mom's friend did not know what to do or say first! She had a wicked yet almost understanding look upon her beautiful face. She pulled me into her room with me still looking like some pre-prom queen (no pun intended!) I could feel the blood in my face. I was so scared and ashamed, I did not know what to do or say. If she would of walked me off a bridge right then and there, I would not have even paused. The funny thing was that my cock was still rock hard and pushing its way from under the open bottom girdle. With each step, I could hear and feel the nylons on my legs swishing and sending little electric sparks through my legs and right to my brain and cock! Sally walked me into her room, and still holding my hand, turned to face me as she sat on the end of the bed. She still had "that look" clearly all over her face and she also started to look like she was trying to figure out what to do with me and my antics. She took my other hand in hers and asked why I did what I did? I told her that I had NO idea! I really did go to use the bathroom, and while I was sitting there, her things look so interesting that I was almost hypnotized into what I did. They looked so delicate, silky, feminine, and not to mention, naughty! GOD! I can't believe I told her THAT last word! She just smiled even bigger and said she TOTALLY understands and agrees! She said that she wears them so often that she must some times take them for granted. I than said that I sure would not! OH MY GOD! Again I added another nail in my coffin! I swear it was her sexy ways and those damn clothes that made me say stupid and incriminating things. I almost died from what Sally said next; she said her boys were going to their Dad's house at the end of the month for a long weekend but she would talk to my Mother and have me stay for that weekend. TALK TO MY MOTHER???? NO! I was VERY relieved when she added that she will not tell her what she found today, IF I do as I am told and to the letter! I of course responded with a VERY fast, YES! She smiled, and than said to go back to the bathroom and change back into my boy's clothes before her two boys came in and found me. I sure did not have to be told again! I was kind of sad taking all of those sexy things off, but did so very quickly. My cock was still hard and Sally walked in just as I got everything off, but before I could put my things back on. I swear I saw her look at my erection and chuckle about it. I again felt the blood rush to my face and struggled to get my very hard cock into my underwear. When I was done, Sally gave me a pat on my butt as I walked by her and said she looked forward to "our" weekend! It was Monday and it was going to be a LONG couple of weeks for me! My head was spinning like a top. I ran by the boys outside and yelled to them that I had to get home and did not even stop to talk. I did not want anyone to see my red face and especially my hard-on in my pants. I arrived at home moments later and saw my Mom just hanging up the phone. She did not look very happy. OH MY GOD! Sally must of told her, anyway! My Mom than looked right into my soul and said that she heard I had a bit of a day over at Sally's house today. That's it I was busted! That sure helped my cock to go totally soft now! She told me that I had made a very big mess there with the boys and that she asked if she could have me for a weekend to punish me along with her boys. My mom bought it and said that I would be there for sure and that I would do what I am told or I would get it from her too! She then said that it was good because she could go to her sister's for the weekend and take my dad for a mini vacation. She asked me what she was to do with me, while shaking her head. She than turned while telling me to go get ready for dinner and clean up. I headed right for the bathroom, and as I entered, I saw my Mom's pantyhose hanging on the rod! I panicked for a minute, and than thought that it was almost like they were haunting and tempting me! My cock started to stir again, but I quickly dismissed the thought and snapped out of it! Enough shock and stress for one day! The few days seem to drag (again, no pun intended!) on and on. I was both afraid and even kinda excited to see what Sally had in mind for me that weekend. I know that with each day I longed more and more to feel those silky shiny nylons back on my legs being held up by the garters of one of Sally's heavy and tight girdles. I didn't even know if that is what she had planned or WHAT she had planned! I wanted to see the shine they made in the light and hear the swishing sound when I walked or crossed my legs. AND THE SMELL! I loved that smell! I wanted it so bad that I could almost smell it from memory! Yes I wanted those nylons and Sally's girdle really bad! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I hope you enjoyed this second part of my autobiography on how I started my journey into the erotic and wonderful world of being a T-girl and how I fell in love with yummy, silky, sheer, & shiny nylons and how I became a Virginia Slims girl! Your feedback is very much appreciated and I would like to know if I should post more chapters of this on going part of my life that was the best years of my life! Kisses Jamie (_Jamiebitv@aol.com_ (mailto:Jamiebitv@aol.com) )