You see, when I was young, real young, my Mom used to take me shopping with her. I used to watch the women go in and out of the dressing room.I used to look at the lacy panties, and such. I knew how it felt. I wondered how it would feel wearing iy. As the years went by, my curiositykept working. I would go into my Mom's drawers, and touch her stuff, rub it on my face, and other places, too. It was so exciting!Eventually I started trying it on, and ultimately wearing it outside, with a big ol' erection. Ah man, did that feel good! One day I was getting resdy to fool around. When I opened the drawer, there was a note that said, KEEP OUT OF THIS DRAWER! Damn, busted! I was on my own, I had to find my own clothes now. I was a peperboy, The Chronicle. I had to get up at 5 or 6, every day. There were shortcuts down alleys, etc. Well, one day as I was passing a dumpster, in an alley, I looked in and there was a pair of pantyhose. This is making me excited as I am writing it. Right now I am wearingsheer pantyhose, a black half slip 28", a tan camisole, and some B-cup silicone breast enhancers. I took off my wig. I still have make-up on. My love muscle is standing, on it's own. Yummy, I won't be able to finish, unless I go take care of myself. That paper route got to be pretty neat, I found some bushes where I could go sit and put on the nylon. I remember rubbing them on my unit.......harder.......and harder. Until...........something squirted out. Right now, I have two hair ties, those elastic rubbers, that you put on ponytails. I took a stocking and ran it through them, Both ends of the stocking open. Then, I rooled the stocking up around the two rubbers, for comfort. I took another stocking and scrunched it up, like I was going to put it on. Instead I put it on my cock, over my balls too. Now I put the two rubber bands over that. so, the stocking is being held over everything, the only way that I can touch myself there, is through the stocking. Mmm, it feels good that way, always has, for 40 years. I love Jacking off! NOONE can do it better than I can. The best piece of ass that I ever had, I was alone! Back to the story, nylons in dumpsters. I knew the girl that lived there, she was pretty. I stuck that crotch up to my nose, you know what? Ever since then they all smell like that! To this day, I LOVE to wear pantyhose. Sometimes I'll cut out the crotch, so I can feel myself through some pretty panties. I've been sitting here fiddling with myself, and sometimes I wish I had a man, a boyfriend. I don't, but I would like to, so I could feel what it feels like to take him into my mouth. To make him hard, while I am fiddling with myself to make me hard. When we are both hard, I want to get up, and let him have me. So he will take me, just like a woman. Reaching around to massage my clit, grabbing it, and jerking on it! Until............OH God! I'm cumming! Mmmmmm, yes! I've never been witha man, but I would. With the right man. I have to go clean up, thanks for your time! It has never stopped being exciting! JoAnne