Date: Tue, 12 Feb 2008 10:38:46 -0600
From: julie hourglass <juliehourglass@gmail.com>
Subject: Pantyhose Chronicles: Adventures - A History Part (sort of) 3

Pantyhose Chronicles: Adventures - A History Part (sort of) 3

by Julie Hourglass

if you're under the age of 18 don't read this etc., blah blah... and
just so you know .. my looks: 5'7",155, in great shape, great ass and
legs, really cute face, usually shaved and/or totally hairless, page
boy hair cut when I didn't wear a
wig- it is wickedly sexy with lipstick, brown hair, brown eyes... so
now you you get a picture of young Julie. These stories mostly took
place in my early 20's .. and are true, except I've changed the
names.. of course!
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Thank you for all your responses and positive feedback about my stories.
Also hello to my sexy slut friend Chrissy! This one's for you... its another
one of my early adventures!

 Since I've been to almost every porn theater in New York, I couldn't
possibly remember all the various encounters I had but I there definitely
was always a "first" time that is worth telling about. There's nothing quite
like the first time because the degree of uncertainty is the highest and
therefore is the most thrilling, even though later on there may be greater
elaborations. There are 3 that come to mind right off. One was in Times
Square and two were in the Bronx.

This was another springtime adventure that was quite memorable. It happened
shortly after my first adventures to the Earle in Queens. At the time, I was
living in a loft with 3 roomates. Two of them were guys and one was a rather
hot young lassie who often stayed at her boyfriend's place. Luckily my
roomate was very fond of nice lingerie, primarily black in color. Her size
was around 5'6" and she was perhaps 110 lbs. so her clothes fit me snuggly
but well. Among my favorite items in her drawers were tiny black panties and
sheer black thigh high stockings. In fact she had several pairs, making it
easier for me to borrow them undetected. At this time I didn't actually own
my own feminine items but shortly after that I started to accumulate a
variety of sexy and cute outfits to wear. Anyway, at the time I was working
nights in a restaurant and had returned from work around 11pm. It was a
weeknight and so it wasn't very busy and we closed early. During the evening
I had a couple of drinks which really relaxed me alot, and my secret
thoughts began to imagine a visit to an adult theater I knew of on 49th
between Broadway and 7th Ave. Anyway, after finishing and saying good night
to my friends - they were going out after hours - I walked home, knowing
that I had something a bit more offbeat in mind. I ran up the stairs to the
loft and found the place totally dark. Everyone was either out or asleep so
I walked past my roomates room and found the door open. I quickly slipped in
and found her small white bureau top drawer where her precious delicate
lingerie was kept. I quickly scooped out the panties, bra and thigh highs.

Since I was already in such a horny mood, I wasted no time getting to my
room and removing my clothes to put on the panties and thigh highs. It was
dark in the loft but there was light from the streetlights just outside that
cascaded across my room so it was fairly easy to roll the sexy thigh high
stockings up my smooth legs. I could barely contain my hard boy clitty when
I stepped into the panties and put my light spring pants back on. Next I
took off my shirt and put on the lacy black bra and I put some soft cloth
material in to form some smallish breasts. This was very exciting since I
would be walking out the door with round mounds pushing at my shirt, and I'd
have to be careful not to be seen dressed this way by my neighbors, so I
didn't want to attempt having much larger full round breasts. I did have a
pair of dark blue pumps with 5" heels that looked super hot, so I put them
in my bag. As far as makeup, I used some of my roomates foundation as a
touchup and some very subtle lipstick. I didn't want to look "madeup" for my
adventure to this theater, since I hadn't gone there dressed before, and
again, I didn't want to be noticed by neighbors. Anyway, after donning my
skimpy horny attire, I dashed out the door into the cool of the night to
catch a cab to Times Square. Soon I was in the back seat of a cab zooming
uptown to 49th Street. The feel of my flimsy baggy pants touching the bare
flesh between my thights and panties was very arousing on the bumpy cab ride
uptown. Since it was a bit late in the evening, traffic was moving and I
arrived at my horny destination quickly, gently rubbing my boy clitty the
whole way there. I paid the cabby and popped out of the cab in front of the
theater.

The ticket window was facing outside, so I bought a ticket and walked in
through the turnstile and began going up the narrow red carpeted stair case
to the second floor where the theater was. At the top of the stairs was a
very cozy red carpeted lobby where presumably some patrons would purchase
popcorn.. and soda etc. Actually the overall feeling of this theater was
warm and comfortable in the lobby area. The actual theater area was designed
with one main aisle to right which created a large middle section and a very
short one on the left which stopped after a bout 6 rows because hall was
slanted and in the back of the 20 or so rows were several short rows of
about 5 seats each with access for the entire row on the right aisle, while
the furthestmost seat met the wall. This is where I chose to sit. After
walking through the entrance doors, I saw that there were 4 or 5 guys
scattered around the theater, but none in the back. I made my way to one of
the last rows, my heart pounding with excitement about what may happen, but
not sure what or how just yet. I took a seat at the end of the 3rd row from
the back which was near the rear exit, so once again, being new to this
degree of vulnerability, I needed to know how to get out. Since I was still
wearing my boy clothes, I didn't attract attention when I entered. Soon I
was relaxing and watching an excellent porno. Some kind of sex scene with
blonds at a pool and maybe Ron Jeremy was there too... not sure, but he was
sure in a lot the films around that time.

I noticed a tall man wearing a bulky coat walking up the aisle toward my
row. He stopped at the end of my row, and paused. He stood about 6"5" and
was quite large, but looked fairly well groomed. A girl can't be too
careful. I didn't want to stare at him, after all this was New York and porn
theaters are not known for attracting  luxuray class individuals... which is
exactly why I liked going there!  He then sat down in the seat at the end of
the row. Now my heart was pounding very strongly. I felt like he was
checking me out, but I still wasn't sure. Then he pulled out his cock and
started stroking it, while watching both me and the movie. He took lingering
looks at me, then at the movie.  He was waiting to see if I would pull out
my clitty, or make a move on him. I couldn't tell if he was dangerous or not
yet, so I sat there just like a litte sissy girl and waited.  Little did he
know that I had very little experience with men , but that I liked to show
off like a naughty girl and wear sexy clothes. But what would be his
response? Then I heard him say something in a low whisper, and he moved a
seat closer to me. He kept stroking his hard cock. This made me a bit
nervous because I couldn't make out what he said. Then I heard him say it
again. He said, "Let me see your cock." I was struck by that. It was a very
direct command and request. Perhaps the invitation I was waiting for had
arrived. Now a sudden rush of horniness began to overtake me and I said,
"I'm wearing nylons and panties would you like to see them?" His response
was immediate and welcoming. He placed his left hand on my knee and started
caressing it through my pants while stroking his cock with his
right hand and he said, "Yeah, lets see 'em." He seemed nice enough at this
point...

He was older and clearly more experienced, for his left hand appeared to be
as deft as his right hand. It was clear to me this wasn't the first knee
he'd caressed in such a way, and that just made it all that much easier to
unzip and quickly remove my flimsy pants to reveal the sexy black thigh
highs and panties I was wearing. I slowly bent over to completely remove my
pants and placed them in my bag. Now I wanted to put my sexy heels on too,
so I pulled them out and showed them to him, and asked if he'd like to see
me wear them too and he said, "yeah, they look nice, yeah put 'em on." Now I
really felt hot. Here was this man who was decent looking and gentle,
encouraging my sluttiness and all the while caressing my legs and clittly
with increasing fervor. I was now getting totally aroused. I slowly pulled
up one sexy leg after the other to place a sexy heel on each foot, careful
to give him access to my clitty at every point. His touch was gentle, firm
and commanding all at once. After I put my strappy sandals on put my legs
back down on the floor. My legs looked exquisite. He was now using both of
his hands to caress my sexy thighs, teasing my upper thighs as he expertly
manipulated my boy clitty. He was breathing heavily as he leaned in my
direction and whispered how nice my legs looked and felt. He asked me how
often I came to that theater, and noted that he'd never seen me there
before, and wouldn't I like to join him here again.

I was really enjoying his company and began to relax back into the deep seat
a bit more gradually bringing my right leg up over his leg so that my thigh
was resting on his, but my foot was dropped between hes legs so that my
thigh was rubbing against his hard cock. He really liked that, and asked me
to raise my butt up so that he could access my pussy with his right hand. He
pushed my little black panties aside and insinuated his finger into my pussy
and began pushing it in and out. He was fucking my pussy with his finger and
stroking my boy clitty at the same time. I was oooohing and aaaaahing and
purring like a little slut. We were both watching the action on the screen
and relaxing into a nice groove. I was suprised by how comfortable I felt,
and he repeatedly said how much he was enjoying himself as he pleasured
me. His cock was insistently rubbing against my sexy nylons and then it
started to get extra hard and to pulse. He began to buck his hips more
forcefully against my thigh and soon he was squirting his cum all over my
leg and stroking my boy clitty even more quickly so as to make me cum in no
uncertain way. He made me squirt my creamy juices all over his hand as he
massaged my g-spot while holding tightly to my boy clitty.... it was so
good. Soon we were chatting and relaxing. If I could have had a cigarette I
would have. He wanted to meet me there again the next night but I ended up
going to do something else quite naughty..  afterward, I jumped in a cab and
went home.