First Time Buying Lingerie

He didn’t know how true those words were! After further awkwardness and embarrassment at the cash register, getting a disapproving look from the middle aged shop assistant, I now owned my very own piece of lingerie. The bus journey home seemed to take an eternity, and I couldn’t help but take a peek in the bag every few minutes just to confirm I had actually bought some sexy underwear. Once back in my house, I rushed to the bedroom and placed my newly acquired outfit on top of the bed cover, marvelling at it’s beauty. The lacy bra, which would have left nothing to the imagination if worn on the female form, was matched only by the flimsy panties which were basically see through, and the gorgeous suspender straps of the belt hung invitingly below as I placed the pack of fresh stockings beneath. My cock throbbed within my trousers as my eyes wandered lustfully over the sexy lingerie. But if I was going to do this, I was going to do it right…

I immediately ran a hot bath, (funny how I was cleansing myself to do something so dirty), and proceeded to shave my legs for the first time in my adult life. Even at the age of eighteen, I was quite a hairy bugger then. It took several Bic razors to finally get my legs smooth, but I was amazed at how sensitive they now appeared to feel. I now entered back into my bedroom, naked and still semi aroused, and once more took in the glorious sight laid out on top of the bed. Just the sight alone caused my member to quickly harden, and a sensual throb pulsed though my stiffened cock. I picked up the pack of red stockings and released the nylons from their confinement. I unfurled them from the cardboard they were wrapped around within the package and brought the fresh nylons to my face, inhaling deeply the wonderful aroma, and feeling my cock bounce and twitch in excitement. I sat myself on the edge of the bed, rolled one of the stockings up into a ball, and slowly began rolling it up my leg. It felt absolutely divine as I slowly teased it up my bare leg, the sight of my manly leg changing from lily white to a sensual scarlet, looking distinctly feminine now.