The Roommate

This has been one of my most erotic moments in my pantyhose fetish life.

I have had a pantyhose fetish for as long as I can remember. I was about five years old when I started watching women's legs. I loved the feel of the nylon when I rubbed my hands on their legs. When you're five, you can get away with it without too much trouble. As I grew up and had girlfriends, I would sneak into there bedrooms or laundry hampers when they were away and play with them. Sometimes I would even try them on. Many times my girlfriends would be close by, even in the next room. It was the risk that turned me on. At a time when I was without a girlfriend, I had a female roommate. It was totally platonic, but she was unbelievably attractive. And wouldn't you know it, she wore pantyhose practically every day. She would sit on the couch in the evenings wearing a dress or shorts with pantyhose on. She would be watching T.V. and I would be absolutely staring at her legs pretending to watch T.V. She would dangle her shoe or kick it off and wiggle her toes. I could hardly stand it.

She had no idea what she was doing to me. If she turned to look at me, I would quickly look away from her legs. Sometimes she would complain about her feet being sore and tired and ask me to rub them. I tried to contain myself, but the excitement was an almost unbearable torture to me. The situation was driving me out of my mind. I couldn't stand it anymore. She fell asleep on the couch one evening and I could take no more. I went into her bedroom, where she left unwashed pantyhose all over the floor. She seemed to be sleeping soundly and I was very aroused. I slowly unzipped my pants and rubbed the pantyhose on my crotch. I finally pulled my pants off and put her pantyhose on. I was stroking myself and became unbelievably hard. Just then, she threw open the door and SCREAMED "What the hell are you doing!"

I didn't know what to say I was caught red handed and scared to death. I said I just wanted to know what they felt like on. She ran out of the room for a moment. I was frozen. I had no idea what to do. She calmed down a little and said she had noticed me looking at her legs quite often. She even said she could see through my pants that I was visibly aroused at times, but was too embarrassed to say anything. I was totally ashamed and admitted that I was powerless over my obsession with pantyhose. I begged her not to tell anyone and began to take the pantyhose off. She stopped me and told me that if I really wanted to know what they felt like, I would have to wear them all night. I was totally blown away. I didn't know what to say.

She made me put my pants back on over the pantyhose and take her out in public. We went to the store and then to dinner. In no quiet voice, which I'm sure others could hear, she kept commenting that the pantyhose I was wearing must feel good. I was humiliated. I thought it was over when we arrived home and breathed a sigh of relief. I WAS WRONG. She told me to take my pants off, but leave the nylons on. I was not in a position to disobey her. She told me to get on my knees and beg her not to tell the world. I dropped to my knees and pleaded with her. She made me lick and kiss her feet for what seemed like forever. I was so hard, I couldn't stand it. She then took me to her bed and made me lay down. She tied me down spread eagle with pantyhose on my wrists and ankles. She reached down to the floor and picked up a pair of pantyhose that she had worn for three days in a row and shoved the entire pair in my mouth and then held them in with another pair tied around my head. She sat on the bed beside me, but facing me in dark brown pantyhose. I was rock hard.

She wedged my cock between her nylon covered legs. She the took another dirty pair of pantyhose, stretched them out and with both hands, began to rub them back and forth across just the head of my cock. I'd never felt anything like it. It was ten times worse then tickling. It was absolutely unbearable. I tried to scream, but the nylons in my mouth muffled the screams. She laughed and kept doing it until I couldn't stand any more. This was the most unbearable torture I had ever been through in my life.

Finally, she let me cum into the nylons. She untied me and I threw myself to the floor and kissed her feet. She is gone from my life now, but to this day, that was the greatest orgasm I have ever had.

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