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Older Sister's Nylons Ch. 01

By: BlkNYLONS



This took place in 1966. A time when the fashion called for women too wear girdles, garters, and shiny ultra sheer reinforced heel and toe nylons, spiked heel pumps/mules daily! A time when my fetish for nylons was young and in full bloom!

You little pervert! I jumped up, dropped the high heel pump in my hand that I had held over my nose and I turned around and found my beautiful older sister, Sharon standing in her bedroom doorway with her arms crossed. 

I froze and was speechless. I thought I was safe and alone in the house. With my Mom having to work on Saturday's and I believed my sister had left to go shopping with her girlfriend. In my mind I had a couple of hours to myself. 

Caught up in my excitement, obsession, and in need for sexual release I did not even hear my sister Sharon open the front door down stairs and come up the carpeted stairs to her room.

I felt my heart pounding in my chest and could feel my face turning beat red with embarrassment. I started to stammer and stutter trying to find words of forgiveness praying and begging to keep this from Mom. There I was in my sister's bedroom, on her floor with many of her stockings and heels around me jerking off with one of my sister's nylon stockings pulled over, up and around my hard cock. Adding to my humiliation, I was also wearing a pair of her stockings and smelling one of her spiked heel pumps. 

"How long were you standing...." I stuttered.

"Never mind that!" she snapped before I could finish my question. "Long enough to see my little pervert brother getting ready to cum on my stockings!" She yelled, her face turning red.

Sharon was loving but also always very strict, and almost cruel with me in her demanding ways. I knew I was in for it!

"I knew it! I knew you were getting into my nylons! I found some snags and
pre-cum stains on my nylons you little stocking pervert! I knew if I snuck back
home I would catch you! Oh my god your wearing my stockings and
smelling my heels!" she cried.

I see you always looking at my legs and feet and running into the bathroom to jerk off! Then always finding my nylons in my drawer a mess and my new ones not folded right in the boxes. I knew it I just knew it!" she repeated. 

As she slowly walked into the room toward me I pulled off her stocking that was over my hard-on letting it fall to the floor. I tried to cover up my erection with both hands and felt the nylons I was wearing fall and gather below my knees. Her ultra sheer nylon legs swished, and the sunlight from the bedroom window made them sparkle as she walked toward me; her ankles wiggled from her pointed toe, tall, black, four inch stiletto, spiked heels as they dug deep into the carpet. 

As she approached me, I stepped backward until I was up against her dresser with her blocking my exit from her room. She stopped and stood with her hands on her hips and her legs spread slightly. Wearing those tall four inch spiked heels she stood taller than I did, which added to the power that she knew she had over me in my submissive, begging for mercy state. She was dressed in her usual sluty style that she was known for, and it always gave me boners. Her skirt was so tight I could see the marks of her garter tab welts and knew where her stocking tops ended. Her skirt being so short I could just start to see the beginning of her shiny black stocking tops even though she wore very long stockings.

Just turning eighteen I was dealing with my life long passion and fetish for nylons.
My older sister did not help my obsession. She was nineteen looking like twenty four, tall, drop
dead gorgeous with legs of a model. She was always getting into trouble with our
Mom about the way she dressed but did not care. And loved the attention she was
getting from all the men. Her best friend, Sue dressed the same and both of them had a bad reputation already for being sexually active. Between my sister Sharon and Sue, both of them drained me. If I was not jerking off to my sister's legs I was jerking off to the thought of Sue's.

She starred at me up and down and she was close enough for me to smell her perfume and the hair spray in that classic tall beehive hairstyle she wore. With her heavy dark eyeliner I could see her eyebrow rise and the stern frown on her face turn into a more controlling smile. 

"Please," I begged, "you're not going to tell Mom are you? I'll do anything!" 

"Anything?" my sister asked. 

"Yes please, anything your ask, Sis!" I promised.

My sister removed her arms from her hips and pointed one finger at me. 

"Your mine! You hear me your mine! You owe me big time! From now on you do as I command! Half of your allowance is mine for doing these nasty things to my stockings and you will buy all of my nylons from now on! You understand me?" 

"Yes, oh yes I understand! Anything you want I promise!" I whimpered in front of her.

"Good, we understand each other then!" she said.

With that same controlling look on her face she turned and walked to one of her dresser drawers and fumbled for a moment through her lingerie pulling out a black short open bottom girdle. It had 6 garters attached to it with a side zipper. 

She walked back over to me and held it out on one of her fingers and said "Finish!" 

I stammered once again with question to her offering. 

"Finish jerking off in front of me you little nylon pervert! I want to see you cum, I want to laugh at your male weakness for my stockings and heels!" 

She looked at my stockings now hanging lose around my ankles. "If your are going to wear my stockings you must wear them right. Put this girdle on, and don't act like you never have worn it before. I have found some crusty pre-cum stains on it. I know you have been into my lingerie drawer's before. 

"Well, haven't you?" 

With my face still red I lowered my head not to look into her eyes, "Yes, yes I have!" I confessed.

"Good" she said dropping the garment out of her fingers to the floor. "Do as your are told Sissy! I think I am actually going to enjoy this!" she smiled and laughed at me.

She turned and sat on the bed and slowly crossed her smooth nylon legs; the
room filled with the swish sound of her black stockings crossing against each other. Her skirt was so short as she sat crossing her legs, the stocking tops came into full view exposing her metal garter clasps and black tabs holding her stocking tops so smooth and taunt. She did not even try to pull her skirt down and then let her spiked heel slip off her nylon heel and dangle on her toes. She bounced her foot up and down and the sight of her smooth high arches and the
dark reinforced heel of her stocking foot was giving me an instant hard on again. 

"Hurry I don't have all day!" she said. 

I turned my back to her to hide my erection as I went to pick up the girdle. 

"No, No turn around and let me see everything! Let me see your little sissy hard-on!" 

I slowly turned to her and felt my heart pound in my chest with excitement as well as a state of embarrassment. I removed my hands for the first time in front of her and exposed my cock. I picked up the girdle and slipped my stocking feet threw the girdle opening and pulled it up and over my now full erection. As the smooth but firm girdle touched my hard shaft I gasped for a moment at the cool satin touch. As it slid up higher my hard dick sprang out back into the open and stood up firm, erect and tall against the black satin front panel of the girdle. I loved the feel of her girdle on me as it shaped and hugged my ass so tight. 

My sister's eyes opened wider and she starred at my excitement. I reached over and zipped up the side zipper, I reached down and pulled one, then the other shiny, black, ultra
sheer stockings up my leg to the garters and hooked them as I have done so many times before. My sister pointed to a pair of her black 4" mules that I had out laying on the floor. 

Sis snapped, "Now the heels too!" 

I held on to the top of the dresser as I slipped my feet into the tall thin mules, the feeling of the smooth cool leather soles of the heels against the silky nylon soles of my feet was something I loved. As I stood facing her now wearing her black nylons and the tight girdle I almost felt weak in the knees. My ankles were shaking from the tall thin stiletto heels as I tried to keep my balance on the thick bedroom rug.

I could feel the start of a little pre-cum as my cock strained upward against the smooth satin girdle panel. My balls ached and I felt as if I could just shoot ropes of cum into the air without even touching my cock. 

The sight of my sister's nylon legs in front of me, and the whole erotic feeling of standing in front of her wearing her stockings and heels made my body feel numb. Still embarrassed of being in front of my sister and fully exposed with my cock cum ready for launch, I began to feel a little more confident and felt my cock stiffen even more.

"Good, very good!" Sharon said in a now much lower and seductive voice.

"Come over to me now!" she said, pointing to a spot directly in front of her. I walked in short steps not to lose my balance from the towering heels in front of her. Her nylon legs were so beautiful I could hardly stand it. They were still crossed with her stocking tops still in full view and the high gloss and shiny stockings reflected light in the room and sparkled. Both of us wore the same nylons, the tops of her stockings matched mine with the thin green stripe at the top of each one. On one of her stockings I could see the writing of the brand label clearly against the jet-black shiny stocking top. "Hanes" in fancy script was stretched being pulled up and out of shape from the garter tab just above it. 

Sharon was now staring at my cock and with almost a whisper but load enough for me to hear, "God dam your fucking big for your age!" 

Then, with a blink of her eyes, she was back to reality and took her eyes off my cock and looked up at me. "On your knees" she ordered me. I was down on the soft rug on my stocking knees in seconds, with her crossed leg in front of me, and her high heel inches from my throbbing hard on. 

"Good now start to jerk off sissy!" She commanded.

I grabbed my cock and started to stroke it slowly looking at her nylon legs and the dark reinforcements on her stocking toes. She stared long and hard at me and I could tell from her eyes so wide open looking at my stiff cock that she was in awe of it. She started to breathe a little heavily herself and her blank expression turned from a commanding smile to an erotic expression of sexual need. 

"So you like smelling my shoes don't you?" she interrogated me.

In shame of my weakness for the smell of my sister's pumps I said in a low voice "Yes, yes I do" 

"Your such a nasty little pervert! Your dying to smell my stinky nylon feet aren't you?" she taunted.

With that she kicked off her pumps and placed her sole of one of her stocking feet up to my face and the other foot pressed firmly against my hard shaft. I almost fell back from the shock and sensation. 

"Your always trying to brush up against my stockings aren't you sissy? Act like it was just a accident that your hand happen to brush against my nylons, but I knew what you were trying to doing; trying to cop a feel of my nylons so you could run to the bathroom and jerk-off huh?" she demanded.

I could not believe the feeling of her nylon foot on my cock and my nostrils filled with her foot scent that I loved. I confessed in a moaning soft shamefull voice my weakness for her stockings and heels.

I still could not believe Sharon’s silky smooth nylon foot was rubbing up against my face and most of all, touching my cock. I moaned with pleasure as she moved her nylon foot against my rock hard shaft. I moved my nose right above the ball of her foot just under her toes and breathed in deeply. 

Her foot was still warm from being in her leather pumps. The scent of the nylon & leather was stronger than just her shoe smell, which I was use to jerking off too. I just let myself go and started to lick and suck her beautiful nylon toes. The dark, reinforced nylon of the toes felt so slick and smooth against my tongue. I ran my tongue and kisses from her toes down and up her smooth high arches to the dark, reinforced nylon heel. 

I grabbed the nylon calf of her other leg that was working against my cock and slid my hands up and down the ultra sheer stockings as I began pushing her leg closer to me humping the smooth nylon sole of her foot. Within moments, I was already on the verge of cumming against her nylon foot. My sister knew it and reached for my hair and pulled my head back removing her foot from my cock. 

She laughed at me and said "No! No not yet!" 

With my heart pounding in my chest, I begged her for my sperm release! She opened her legs wide in front of me and pulled her skirt up waist high. I could clearly see her thin shiny black nylon panties that were now stuck against her pussy that was shiny and wet. I have only seen pictures and never seen a real pussy before and my body almost shook with nervousness. 

"Now my little sissy nylon pervert it's time to obey my commands!" she directed. 

"Yes Sis, yes anything!" I cried, licking my lips at the sight before my eyes.

She grabbed the hair on my head and pulled my face down to just the top of her
nylon knees. Her nylons were so smooth and slick above her knees and thighs
because of the garters pulling the stocking tops so taunt. Her nylons felt even
smoother than I dreamed of in that area. I started kissing her nylon thighs and
followed her guidance from her hands on my hair upward. 

I got to her stocking tops, kissed licked the dark shiny bands and felt my tongue rub across the
garter tab hooked to the nylon and up the length of one of the black garter straps. My tongue slid off the garter strap and against her smooth, soft, bare skin just under her panties. For the first time I could smell her pussy just inches form my face. It was a stronger scent than I was used to from smelling her panties in her hamper. She pulled me closer and my tongue found the wet spot
against her nylon panties. 

She gave out a soft moan and I felt her body tense. I started to lick her pussy through the thin nylon panties and within moments the front of her panties was now totally damp and covered with slick pussy wetness. We were both now moaning and she let one of her hands go and reached down pulling her panties to one side. There in front of me was her slick pussy. The damp nylon panties were no longer holding her large pussy lips flat and they hung out for me. I started to suck, lick, and pull on them with my mouth. 

"Oh my god she gasped! That's it you little nylon sissy suck my pussy! Do as you're told and suck it good!" she demanded.

She pulled my head tighter and guided me up higher. My tongue was going places it had never gone before but somehow knew where to go and with my sister's moaning and whimpering sounds and body movements helped guide my eager tongue. I felt my tongue slip deep into her warm pussy; I started to tongue fuck her and made sure that she was going to be rewarded for this intense erotic moment. With her pussy moving all over my face and her moans of "Yes, yes, yes!" 

My hands were now holding and sliding up and down her smooth nylon legs. I was in heaven just to be holding and feeling her beautiful stocking legs as I worshiped her pussy. She moved one of her ankles inward so my hard cock would rest against her stocking leg. I moaned and gasped at the feel of my sensitive shaft coming in contact with her nylons. I rubbed my cock slowly up and down and against her nylon leg as I served her needs. She guided my tongue to a higher spot and I felt her whole body shake. I sucked and flicked my tongue with ease against it. I never felt anything so wet and slick as her pussy juice dripped from my chin. 

"There right there! That's it lick it good, YES! YES!" 

I felt her nylon thighs tighten around my head and felt her body begin to shudder and shake. She pulled harder on my hair and screamed with pleasure. I felt her pussy spasm in my mouth as she was gasping for air. She let go of my hair and I felt her body go from a tense state to a total relaxed stillness and soft moans.

I pulled my tongue out and my head back slowly and watched her shiny thin black
nylon panties slide back over and stick to her totally soaked pussy. I leaned
forward once again and my tongue found and licked the slick nylon panties. She
pushed my shoulders back and said trying to regain her breath "Good, that was
very fucking good! 

"Ok now you get to finish what your started my nylon sissy pervert!" she whispered breathless. She returned her stocking foot to my still ridged cock and I once again gasped at the soft slick feel of her nylon foot. As she started rubbing my cock with her nylon foot she said, "Don't think that just because you made me cum so fucking hard that you're off the hook! Your still mine and owe me! I can tell Mom that my brother is a nylon pervert sissy that loves wearing stockings and heels!" 

"Oh yes, Sis please anything you want!" I pleaded.

"Good then you will do what I say right?" she said snidely.

"Yes anything!" I promised.

"Good, How bad to you want to cum on against my nylons?" she teased.

"Oh my god Sis SO BAD!" I begged.

She slowly started to increase her strokes against my hard shaft with her soles
of her feet. I moaned with pleasure I never felt before. My sister (Name) was enjoying
her newfound power over me and somehow I knew it was not going to end yet. 

"If you cum on my stockings you will have to clean them do you understand?" she asked. 

Confused a little I responded, " yes of course I will gladly wash them for you." 

"No not wash them lick them clean!" she laughed. 

Having never tasted my own cum before I hesitated with an answer; she knew this was the ultimate humiliation for me. On the verge of blowing my load I would have done anything she asked of me. "Yes, yes I will do anything you ask!" I agreed. 

With that she increased her foot speed on my still rock hard cock in between her smooth stocking soles of her feet. The sight of her nylon legs exposed to the garters in full view of me and the sight of her dark reinforced nylon heels and toes wrapped around my cock made my heart pound. As I looked down at my cock it was full and hard sticking out just below my open bottom girdle. The black bands of my stocking tops I was wearing were straining from the short garters. Her soles were so smooth they felt slippery form the nylons and I moaned from each stroke from the bottom of my shaft up to my now huge red cock's head. I felt myself losing control with each new nylon stroke. 

She told me to pick up one of her pumps on the floor next to me and smell it! I reached over and picked up the old worn leather spiked heel, held the open sole of the shoe to my nose and inhaled deeply.

"Smell my stinky shoe you sissy!" she said sarcastically.

That was it, the scent of her stinky shoe and the feel of my cock in her foot vice were too much and I began to lose it. I moaned with a whimpering muffled sound into her shoe as I felt my balls begin to release my floodgates of cum. My cum was there! I could feel it start to race then shoot up the length of my shaft. I was at that point of no return and that split second before the build up of sperm erupts out of the end of the pee hole. I dropped the shoe from my nose and grabbed my sister's nylon ankles for balance as my nylon knees started to slip on the plush rug under my knees, I moaned out with a "Sis, I'm I'M CUMMING!" 

My first shot of cum was like I was holding a hose with my thumb over the opening of it. It squirted so hard and high my sister's eyes were wide open and gasped at the sight. My second shot was full and powerful. The huge gob of pearl white cum sprayed and landed across her black stockings legs. A second, third and forth spurt just made more of a mess on her nylons and the hot cum made my cock slide smoother between her nylon soles of her feet. 


Older Sister's Nylons Ch. 01



She held my cock in her feet and would not let go until the last of my sperm oozed out of the end of my foot fucked cock and down between the soles of her feet. 

Totally spent, and out of breath she just kept sliding her nylon feet up and down my now
cum slick cock drawing out the last drops of my cum. I moaned with pleasure from
the biggest cum I have ever had.

She held up her foot to my face for me to perform my final duty. I hesitated for a moment staring at her stockings covered with my spent cum. 

"Do it!" She commanded in a stern voice and I held her ankle to support her beautiful leg. I obeyed her command and started to smear my cum across her foot with my tongue. 

She sharply responded with "Don't smear it! Lick it off! All of it! Taste you cum sissy, you will get use to the salty taste of it!" 

I licked clean her feet and finally the huge cum stains higher up across her nylon legs. The taste was bitter and salty but not as bad as I thought it would be. I started to get another hard on and she pushed my face off her legs.

"You nasty little foot slave, you're getting another fucking hard on already?" She was happy with my cleaning efforts and laughed at me. "Enough for now you have things to do!" She stood up smoothed and adjusted her stockings at the garters and pulled down her tight skirt. She slipped into her 4" spiked heels with her nylon feet still damp from my tongue wash. She told me to get dressed with my jeans on over the girdle and stockings and not to take them off. I was to wear them the rest of the day as we went out shopping. 

"I am going to enjoy watching you ask the sales lady at the hosiery counter for nylons for me as well as yourself!"

She told me she was not going to change her stockings and she liked the feel of
my drying left over cum stains. As we started to leave the house, she said she
had to make a quick phone call. She sat down on the kitchen chair and waited
for the phone on the other end to answer she crossed her legs once again; I could
clearly see her stockings tops. 

As she dangled her heel from her foot I could still see the patches of damp nylon especially over her smooth arches and dark reinforced heel. I started to get another boner from the sight of her nylons and the way the stockings I was still wearing felt under my jeans.

"Hey Sue, yes it's me; I coming over now to pick you up to go finish our
shopping!" With a small amount of small talk and giggling she looked up and
starred at me and laughed still dangling her shoe. She then said, "Yep I was
right about my brother and my nylons. Yep I caught him, I was right and have the
evidence to show you! We're both on our way over!"

To Be Continued...



Older Sister's Nylons Ch. 02



This is the first sequel to Chapter 01 submitted by BLKNYLONS in 2003. I love this story so much that I decided to write two more chapters. (I hope BLKNYLONS does not mind...). Like Chapter 1, this chapter is also taking place in 1966, when nylon stockings with garters, girdles, and stiletto high heels were an essential part of women's elegant fashion, and when pantyhose had not reached their peak usage yet.

(Note: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.) 

"I'll be right back, sis!" I said as my sister got off the phone with her friend Sue. I planned to go to my room and put on a pair of sneakers.

"Hold on a sec, my little nylon pervert!" Sharon responded, obviously not being done with me yet. "I don't think you're going to wear YOUR shoes today... in fact, I'm going to let you slip into these cute black kitten heels of mine," she suggested with a taunting smile on her face. "I know you'd be stumbling and falling all over the place with my stilettos but I'm sure you'll be able to handle this pair over here."

I knew of course that there was no way out of this. On the one hand, this would increase the level of my embarrassment massively, going out shopping in women's heels; on the other hand, the thought of wearing a pair of my sister's hot shoes was at the same time a massive turn-on for me.

"Here you go, Mike!" Sharon handed me the pair of elegant shoes with a pointed thin heel bottom and shiny black leather material. "How about you take a sniff before you put them on?" She laughed and put first the right, then the left shoe in front of my nose. In a mix of embarrassment and erotic excitement I took in several deep breaths of my sister's black leather heels, a mix of slightly pungent girly sweat and the characteristic scent of genuine leather. My cock stiffened considerably during this sensuous experience and my sister didn't fail to notice the effect that smelling her sweaty shoes had on my sexual arousal.

"Okay, my fetish sissy, it's really time to go now!" She commanded. "Put on these heels and we're on our way to have some fun!"

I slipped into her heels with ease, as our shoe sizes conveniently matched almost exactly, and enjoyed the feeling of my nylon clad feet inside of her black leather kitten heels. Never before had I worn women's clothes, hosiery or shoes in public and my heart pounded in nervous anticipation of what would still be coming up today. Knowing Sharon, she might use any opportunity to embarrass me in public, I thought, but did I have a choice...?

I got into Sharon's car and we went to Sue's place, about a thirty minute drive from our house in normal traffic. Sharon made comments on my "female look" with the kitten heels and the black nylons that could be seen by everyone without difficulty, as well.

"So, how does it feel dressing up like a sexy woman?" She teased me.

"Well, to be honest, it takes a bit to get used to it, but..."

She laughed out loud and then pulled her skirt up over her knees until the top of her shiny smooth black nylon stockings were clearly visible. I also saw several wet stains on her stockings, where I had shot my cum loads onto her earlier and then had licked it all off, as well as I could.

"C'mon, sissy," she scolded me, "don't just look—I like action! We'll be at Sue's place soon and I'd like to have some fun first!"

Without hesitation I put my left hand on her knees, feeling the tingling sensation of her gossamer nylon stockings, tautly hugging her beautiful long legs. I gently moved my hand further up her legs, over the top band of her stockings, then following the garters, experiencing the sensation of her soft, smooth young skin, all the way up to her still very wet black nylon panties. When I looked at her I noticed her eyes widening and her lips being pressed together, so it was quite clear to me that she was more than enjoying the special attention I was giving her. My god, she was such a gorgeous girl, well, woman, I thought, I could completely understand why she had so many admirers and why she never had troubles getting dates and landing in bed with whoever lucky guy she chose to.

The tips of my fingers meanwhile had reached the area of her outer pussy lips and as soon as I started with my massage of her sex, through the soft fabric of her panties, she breathed more rapidly and kept telling me not to stop and go all the way.

I now used both of my hands to increase the sensations and pleasure for Sharon, slowly entering one, then two fingers into the opening between her enlarged outer pussy lips, still all through the fabric of her wet black cute panties. Then I located her lust pearl, fully erect and hard in the meantime, and rubbed and massaged her most sensitive organ with varying degrees of firmness and varying ways of touches and motions. From the amount of pussy juices emanating and soaking her panties even more I could clearly tell that it would not take much more stimulation to drive my sister over the edge while she was still driving her car.

Finally I wanted to feel her more directly and pulled the crotch part of her panties to the side, so that her pussy was now fully exposed.

"Fuck me, Mike, PLEASE!" Sharon exclaimed in lustful anticipation. "Give it to me, go all the way! Don't stop! Oh my god, this is WONDERFUL!" Her breathing got faster still, her mouth was now half open, she was biting her lower lips really hard as she approached her climax.

I wanted to enjoy the sensation of touching my sister's private parts and most sensitive areas, now completely soaked by her pussy juices, as long as I could and so I let go of her clit for a little while, making her even crazier, and just probing into her lust hole with first one finger, then two, and eventually with my whole hand, almost to the point of making it painful to her. I think she would have liked to finish herself off at this point but her hands had to be on the steering wheel, for both of our safety. 

She kept crying louder and louder that she wanted me to make her come, trying to rub her clit against my hand, but I wouldn't let her do this, further teasing her for a while, fully aware that this likely would have consequences for me later on. Finally there was no holding back and as we entered the street where Sue's house was located, I finished my sister off with an artful stimulation of her clitoris using two fingers of my left hand, while I was fucking her pussy hard with two fingers of my right hand.

When she came, she squirted a hefty load of orgasmic fluid onto my hands, her body shook in strong convulsions several times, and she was crying out loud, almost to the point that people on the sidewalk got alerted.

Although she didn't say a single word to me, I knew for sure that she enjoyed this car fuck with her brother immensely, and, well, I did too, just sad that there was no time to jerk off myself since we already pulled into Sue's driveway. I wiped my hands that were wet of Sharon's pussy juices off her nylon tights and she then quickly cleaned herself off with some tissues, adjusted her panties and then pulled down her skirt again.

Before we arrived at Sue's front door, she came out herself already; she must have heard the sound of the car in the driveway.

"Hey Sharon, hello Mike!" She greeted us with a friendly smile. "Haven't seen you for a while!" She addressed me, followed by a warm hug. Seeing her after almost half a year made me realize again how hot this friend of my sister was. Sue was about three inches shorter than my sister, had black hair, dark cute warm eyes, and a perfect figure. She was dressed in a similar outfit as my sister that day with a cute dark red blouse, black skirt ending just above her pretty knees, shiny black nylon stockings and red size 6 high heel pumps. The red and black tones of her outfit and hair made a very sexy contrast on her and I just loved her whole appearance, including the sensuous flowery perfume she wore that day.

"Oh wow, Mike! What do we have here? Quite the fashion statement!" She smiled teasingly as she noticed my kitten heels and nylon stockings, to my embarrassment.

Before I could say anything, my sister led us to her car, with me sitting in the front seat next to her again, and Sue sitting in the back seat. I guessed we were probably headed downtown to one of the large department stores, judging from the phone conversation earlier between my sister and Sue. Was I worried about shopping hosiery for the three of us? Certainly, and more than just a little bit. As much as I adored women's clothes, it never had occurred to me to buy them on my own, one reason being that I had plenty of supply in my sister's bedroom...

Sue raised her legs and placed them between my sister and myself, with one foot crossing over the other foot. 

"I hope you don't mind," she said innocently, no doubt being aware of the massive turn-on she created for me with exposing her beautiful legs and cute size 6 red 3" high heels right there next to me in plain sight.

"Not at all, that's fine!" I replied, not being completely honest about how aroused I already got from the sight of her perfect legs encased in the smooth sheer fabric of her fashionable nylon stockings, as well as her hot red heels.

As we drove along, she would play with her shoes, lifting her heels out of the red pumps a little bit, just to give me a teaser of sorts on how her feet looked with the cover of the black shiny stockings. After a little while, I thought I could even smell the scent emanating from her feet and shoes, somewhat stronger and different from the smell I was used from my sister's feet, but extremely arousing and sexy nonetheless. Sue let her pumps dangle even more, playing with her feet, letting the heels slap against the floor of the car, making a popping kind of sound; It was so unbelievably hot, watching her in her seemingly innocent game of seduction that my boner became as hard as ever and my sister would easily notice it, given that I didn't wear anything under my jeans other than the girdle, garters and stockings.

"Can you help me take off my shoes, would you, Mike?" Sue asked. Now it was pretty obvious to everyone, including my sister, what was going on. But of course my sister knew all along, maybe she even had mentioned this shoe play to Sue as something I would enjoy and could be teased with.

Instead of a verbal answer, my hands grabbed first her left shoe and slowly removed it from her left foot, then her right shoe, exposing her right foot as well.

"Thanks so much, Mike!" She said. "That feels great" And she used the freedom of not wearing shoes anymore to wiggle her toes, move around her foot a bit, exposing her perfectly formed arches, and allowing me to soak in every little bit of her perfect size 6 feet, from her ankles over her heels and arches all the way to her pretty toes. I could see through the semi-opaque fabric of her black nylon stockings that her toenails were painted in dark red, matching her outfit of that day perfectly.

As I held her red high heeled pumps in my hands and watched her erotic foot play with increased eagerness, my erection had reached its maximum size and stiffness, I also felt drops of pre-cum emerging from the head of my penis. Almost as if by accident, I moved her heels closer to my crotch and started to rub my dick through my jeans with Sue's hot red leather heel pumps, increasing the pressure on my hard-on with every minute and squeezing it from either side using the heels of both pumps. Sharon was watching me and could not accept my luck without comment.

"Mr. Shoe-Fetish, I can't believe what I see!" She exclaimed, pretending to be offended. "Hey Sue, Mike is using your shoes to jerk off right next to me!" I stopped immediately, caught in the act, but Sue was just laughing and encouraging me to continue. She remarked how nice it was to know a guy who really was into her shoes. Before I continued with my shoe play, I decided to explore Sue's shoes from up close and soaked in all their smells and aromas on the outside and inside. The faint sweaty scent from earlier was now much more massive and direct and the further I sniffed into her shoes, the stronger it got and the crazier of lust and excitement I became. It was hard to imagine that anything better than that could ever happen to me.

But just as I had moved Sue's shoe down on top of my hard-on again, continuing its stimulation, she somehow had turned sideways on the backseat, bringing her feet right in front of me, almost touching my crotch.

"You know these are really tired, Mike. I just wonder if you can help out with a little massage...?" There again was her almost innocent but actually more teasing proposition. There was the surprise I had almost been waiting for but not really expected. The slightly sweaty and beautifully smelly feet of a young 20-year-old woman, covered in finest sheer black nylon stockings, right in front of me, ready to be touched, massaged, explored all the way? Heaven on earth, I thought...

My fingers slid over the smooth texture of her nylons, starting from her calves, massaging her ankles, then exerting more pressure on her heels, tautly covered by her reinforced sheer black smooth nylons, exploring her arches and beautifully soft soles, until finally reaching her toes with red toenail polish. I savored every moment of it, enjoyed this wonderful sensation of her sweet soft skin of her small feet, being mediated by the gossamer fabric of her black nylons. As I was almost done massaging her second foot, I noticed a subdued moan from behind and a whisper in my ear to keep going and then to suck and lick her feet as well. I took up one foot after the other and pulled it up to my face, using it for a gentle nylon face massage and again soaking in the pungent sweaty smell of her soles and toes. As I raised her feet up, her smooth black skirt slid up higher on her thighs, exposing the top band of her nylon stockings, garter clips and garter belts to my view. Thinking briefly about what I had experienced earlier with my sister made me want to go down on Sue really bad, but it wasn't the time for it yet.

Then I would lick Sue's little feet all over, paying attention to every detail, exploring every peak and valley, until I reached her cute small and feminine toes and sucked every one of them, starting with the pinky and ending with the big toe, experiencing the smooth and slick material of her hot nylon stockings on her sweet feet.

Sue's moaning got louder and Sharon probably got very jealous about all that fun that Sue and I had in the car right next to her. But just as Sue placed her feet firmly on the front of my crotch, starting to give me a foot job through my jeans, we had arrived in the downtown parking garage right next to the department store my sister had decided to do the shopping in. I couldn't believe it—the second time this day already where I was just seconds away from a massive orgasm, and again, no luck...

Sue adjusted her outfit and asked me to help her put on her 3" red leather heel pumps, then Sharon and her walked with me to the department store. Now I definitely got more nervous than ever, since I was now walking in public with my sister's kitten heels on my feet and her black nylon stockings showing to anyone who looked. To my surprise, though, most people didn't seem to notice anything as we walked to the store and took the escalator to the second floor where the ladies' fashion department was located. Sharon and Sue didn't help my embarrassment as they kept talking about my "interesting outfit" today and laughed at me, while I was trying to pretend nothing was "wrong" with my outfit and to walk as normal as possible with these kitten heels which was actually harder than I thought it would be.

We arrived in the hosiery area and Sharon told me that I would be on my own now, purchasing a couple of elegant pairs of nylon stockings for "all of us". I knew my sister's size was 10 and Sue told me that her size was 6.

I must have looked fairly helpless, being the only male person there at this time, surrounded by female customers and employees. One very young sales person approached me, wearing her attractive blue store uniform with blue blouse, blue skirt, sheer tan nylons and black pumps with 2" heels.

"How may I help you, sir?" She asked with a friendly smile that was probably meant to comfort me and take away some of the embarrassment she must have sensed.

"Well, I guess, I'm looking for, eh, some nylon stockings...," I stammered, revealing my low confidence and uncertainty of how to proceed with this purchase assignment. My face got read, my hands sweaty and my pulse faster. It didn't help that I spotted Sharon and Sue from the corner of my eye, standing a couple of yards away from me behind several counters and racks, but obviously watching everything and maybe even listening intently.

"No problem, sir," the young sales person replied, "I will show you a couple of different brands that we have here." She led me to a display area with a large selection of women's fashion nylon stockings of many different name brands.

"Over here, we have several styles and colors of Hanes stockings," she said, pointing to the left of the top rack. "Any colors or styles you are particularly looking for?"

My throat had gotten dry out of nervousness, my hands even sweatier and my face had turned dark red. As the sales woman stood closely next to me, I could smell her sexy girly perfume, and was so totally turned on that I didn't even dare to look down on her nylon-clad legs and heels she wore because I might just have fainted right in front of her.

Since I didn't say anything --- I really wasn't able to, as a matter of fact --- she took out a sample from the rack, a black smooth silky Hanes nylon stocking with reinforced heels and toes. She slipped into one of the stockings with her right hand and slid over the shiny fabric with her left.

"See this? It's really a great material and very comfortable to wear. I assume it's for your girlfriend, right?" She asked, again having her very friendly and relaxed smile on her face.

"Ah, yes, correct..." I replied, still baffled and totally overwhelmed with my first experience of shopping for women's nylon stockings. At this moment, I noticed her gaze lowering to the ground as she probably wanted to check me out all the way. Naturally, when she noticed me wearing my sister's black kitten heels as well as her black stockings, her gaze froze, just briefly, and her eyes widened for a split of a second, but still long enough for me to notice I had been discovered. But she was professional enough not to say anything and increase my embarrassment. Rather, she kept asking me questions about whether I liked this style of hosiery.

"Yes, it's great! I think it will... look great on her," I said.

"Feel it for yourself!" She suggested, stretching her right arm out towards me which was covered in the sheer smooth shiny black nylon stocking.

'Did she know what she was asking for?' I wondered. Well, she had discovered my fetish on women's hosiery and shoes, so she probably thought I'd get a turn-on touching her through the nylon stocking fabric. Her face didn't show any sign of teasing, taunting or mischief, again demonstrating her high level of professionalism.

I couldn't say no to this offer and moved my finger cusps slowly over her arm and hand, experiencing the sheer silky nylon fabric of these hot stockings on the soft skin of this young sales representative. My boner stiffened almost to its maximum possible in my tight jeans and I had no doubt that the sales woman noticed it, at least from the corner of her eyes.

"So what do you think?"

"Really nice and smooth. She will like them...," I replied, close to spacing out and leaving reality for fantasy land. I also saw Sue and my sister in a distance, grinning and whispering into each other's ear about what was happening here.




Older Sister's Nylons Ch. 02



"What size can I get for you?" The saleswoman asked. 'And what color?"

"How about... 2 pairs of black stockings in size 10, and 2 pairs of tan ones in size 6." Again, although I wanted stockings in two different sizes, she didn't ask about this strange request in any way, probably, and rightly, assuming that the larger size pairs were actually for myself.

"Ok, great." She took out the four pairs I wanted and placed it on her cashier's counter a couple of yards away. She quickly returned and suggested showing me some other pairs of different brands, as well, and I agreed. With each of them, she would slip into one stocking with her arm and let me feel it, sometimes even going further and letting me smell it as well, rubbing the stockings around my mouth with her cute little hands. I wondered if that was going a bit beyond her otherwise perfectly professional style, but I couldn't care less at this point, so much was I enjoying the process, forgetting about my embarrassment, and almost wouldn't want to stop. I repeatedly peaked at her legs clad in her tan nylon stockings and imagined how it would be to touch them and lick them all over, to take off her heels and suck on her small pretty feet and toes, until she would give me a footjob...

Sharon and Sue must have noticed the considerable size of the pile of stockings I had gotten ready for purchasing and probably started to get worried about me going broke in a nylon stocking binge of sorts. The young pretty sales representative certainly didn't mind and probably earned a special bonus; she was, eventually, ringing up 20 pairs of nylon stockings for me after Sharon indicated that we had probably gotten enough hosiery to last a life time.

When they walked out of the store with me and back to the car in the garage, I was still in some sort of a nylon trance, barely noticing them or their taunting remarks about my first hosiery purchase spree. I was somewhere up in the sky, fantasy-playing with this beautiful young salesperson, getting her undressed all the way down to just wearing a girdle with garters holding up her nylons and panties that had gotten all wet in the meanwhile from her pussy juices as she secretly enjoyed selling all of her expensive fashion nylon stockings to a guy who likes to cross-dress...

As Sharon and Sue noticed my mental absence they let me sit in the back on the drive to Sue's place and Sue sat next to Sharon in the front, the two of them chatting away and having a great fun time while driving, pretty much ignoring me in the same way as I was ignoring them.

As we arrived at Sue's house, Sharon and Sue told me that they would fix a dinner for the three of us, even though it was not that late, but I realized that I was hungry, as well, with not having eaten for quite a while. I first had to visit the bathroom, though, and walked upstairs; I had been in Sue's house several times before and knew the layout. My original thought was to finally spank my monkey after so many hot experiences and wild erotic adventures, but then I had a different idea. It was inspired by a pair of white panties Sue had placed in a bin a little to the left of the toilet. Almost naturally, I picked them up, enjoying the sensation of the slick smooth nylon fabric and their cute appearance. I moved them to my nose and was turned on even more when I inhaled the pungent scent of Sue's crotch, a musky strong odor of female private parts, quite different from the scents I was used to from my sister's underwear.

The thought of experiencing more of Sue's intimate apparel was coming to me quite naturally during this unexpected discovery, so instead of using the time to jerk off while my sister and her friend were preparing us dinner, I walked into Sue's bedroom next door.

I opened the top drawer of her dresser and there they were: all the sexy female hidden treasures I loved so much: panties, bras, socks, in many different colors, styles and fabrics, girdles with garters, and all kinds of nylon stockings, most of them in their original packages, some of them obviously worn before and washed. I could hardly believe my luck to be able to explore my sister's hot friend's underwear and nylons!

After browsing the seductive display of Sue's private underwear for a while, feeling the fabric of her panties, girdles and stockings, soaking in the scents of the different pieces of lingerie, I had the urge to move to the next step, kind of oblivious to the fact that both Sue and my sister were in the house downstairs and could come up and catch me in the act at any time. It was just too much of a golden opportunity to explore Sue's lingerie on my own body, so I took off Sharon's kitten heels, then the rest of my clothes, including my sister's hot stockings and girdle with garter belts. All nude now, I started putting on one of Sue's most sexy shiny smooth tan nylon stockings with reinforced heels and toes. I took my time to experience the silky nylon fabric sliding over my feet, calves, knees and thighs, then pulling the stockings up as far as I could, and evening out the folds until they fit as tautly as possible. Since Sue was a bit shorter than my sister and had smaller feet, the heel parts of the stockings were a bit off my own heels and the top band of the tan stockings only went slightly above my knees. Still, I found this mismatch in size almost more arousing than wearing my sister's stockings that almost perfectly fit the size of my feet and legs. I slowly ran my hands up and down the soft shiny fabric of Sue's tan stockings and got a massive boner from this very sensuous experience. The next step was to get one of her color-matched beige girdles with garter belts attached; I slipped into the smooth nylon girdle and slowly raised it up until this smooth sexy piece crossed my butt, just barely, then resting underneath my waist. Sue's waist was so small that the girdle almost hurt to wear, another experience that turned me on beyond belief. Finally, I carefully clipped the light-brown garters onto the top of the tan stockings, quite difficult to do again, even with the garter bands extended and stretched to the maximum.

Now I was dressed in a way that perfectly fit my fantasies and significant amount of translucent slick pre-cum emanated from the tip of my massive hard-on. I looked into Sue's full-sized mirror and was amazed at how hot and sexy I looked in her lingerie. My eyes spotted several pairs of shoes next to her dresser and I was all over them immediately, checking them out one at a time, rubbing their soles, heels and upper parts against my face, sniffing Sue's strong musky sweaty scent of her feet I had experienced in the car earlier, mixed with the aroma of natural leather. I then rubbed her shoes against my hard cock, squeezing it with the right and left shoe of a pair, and digging into my boner with the tips of the shoes and their heels. When I explored one of her 5" black stilettos, I almost hurt myself badly when pressing the tips of the heels firmly into the shaft of my cock. I was not able to put any of her shoes on since she was size 6 only. But I managed to squeeze my feet into one of her high heeled open-toe white mules, not really able to walk in them though. I was in the seventh heaven and could not stop being amazed of what exciting clothes and shoes I was able to sample in Sue's bedroom.

During my playing with her many pairs of shoes, I built up my sexual arousal almost to the point of no return, so I picked a pair of black nylon stockings from her drawer and started to rub it hard against my cock, getting the full sensation of the soft smooth fabric of her black nylon stockings that she probably just had worn a couple of days ago.

I must have been so focused on my fetish experience that I didn't hear Sue's footsteps behind me. Just as I was on the verge of a massive orgasm, ready to shoot my load across the room and her lingerie I was wearing, I heard her voice shouting at me behind my back which made me freeze instantaneously.

"Mike! What the—I can't believe what I'm seeing here! Are you totally crazy or what?"

I turned around, completely ashamed and embarrassed, and looked her into the face which had become as red as a tomato.

"Sue..." I stammered helplessly. "I... I... I'm SO sorry, really! I don't know how to explain this but..." I was at a loss of words, what to say in order to justify my actions. Of course, there was no real justification other than my being completely engrossed in my lingerie, stockings and shoe fetish that had taken 100% control of my entire being.

After a little pause, Sue took a careful and close look at my appearance. She was still very red in her face, but the color slowly turned into a shade of pink. I expected more scolding from her and tried to get ready for it, but her mouth instead turned into a smile, or, rather some kind of devilish grin.

"You know, what, Mike?" Sue said, apparently with some kind of nasty idea in her head. "I think you should just keep wearing what you are wearing right now. No more, no less!"

I was dumbfounded and surprised by this turn. What did she mean by that? The same idea that my sister had earlier maybe? No, as it turned out, her plan was much more embarrassing than I could imagine.

"It looks like you're not sure what I'm talking about," Sue started to explain. "What I mean is that you will stay in my nylons, high heel mules, garters and all during the whole night. You'll be the sissy transvestite that you've always been but now it's going to be in the open!" Her evil grin turned into a taunting laughter. "In fact, I just came up here to tell you that dinner is ready. Come on and show yourself to your beloved sister!" She was laughing even louder and more intensely now, while my heart fell into my stomach and I almost freaked out of panic and anxiety. It's true, my sister had seen me in a similar outfit earlier this day for the first time, and in that sense not much would be new to her. But, still, this was different since I was wearing Sue's outfit and not my sister's, being very inappropriate as a guest in her house.

While I was still deliberating these and other thoughts about what was yet to come this evening, the door bell rang. I looked at Sue with a big question mark on my face. Who would that be on a late Saturday afternoon...?

"Don't worry, Mike," Sue responded to my non-verbal inquiry, "this is my cousin Nancy who happens to be in town this weekend. I had the liberty to invite her to our dinner, as well."

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed. This was the end of the world for me, I thought. Not enough dealing with Sue and Sharon all night in my girly underwear outfit, but now there was a stranger, too, a woman I never had met before! I thought that Sue couldn't do this to me...

"I'm coming down in a minute!" I told Sue, slipping out of her mules since I almost fell down with the weakness in my knees and legs, induced by my anxiety and terror of the upcoming situation.

"No way, Mike!" Sue sternly commanded. "You will walk down the stairs ahead of me, and you will wear my mules, as well!" There was no escape from my total humiliation and embarrassment, I realized at this point, and decided that I just would have to go along, play by the rules, and follow whatever they would ask me to do...

Walking down the stairs in Sue's size 6 high heels was of course much more difficult than walking on an even floor (and even that was essentially undoable). I almost fell down the stairs several times and had to hold onto the railing to prevent a bad accident from happening.

As I finally arrived on the first floor, my sister had just walked into the dining room with Nancy to offer her a seat. She then returned to the hallway, spotting me with Sue's hot tan stockings, white heels and beige girdle with garters, sitting very low on my waist.

"I see you took off your clothes for tonight," she whispered in my ear with a smile of irony and surprise. Moments later she realized that I didn't wear HER but Sue's lingerie, and now her face turned into a much more upset expression.

"You—I won't even say what I think about you!" She angrily hissed into my ear, since Sue was standing close by. "This will be a very interesting evening; you can be assured of that!"

"Let's say hi to Nancy." Sue suggested, pretending to be all matter-of-fact, as if everything and everyone was just perfectly normal and fine. She grabbed my arm and led me into her dining room.

"Hey, Nancy!" Sue exclaimed and hugged her cousin. "Great you were able to join us for dinner, so good to see you! May I introduce Mike to you? I mentioned that Sue's brother would be having dinner with us tonight, right?"

Nancy looked up and at me for the first time. She clearly wanted to say hi or something to me but when she saw me standing there in front of her naked except for a beige girdle, garter belts, tan nylon stockings and white high heel mules which were much too small for me, she froze in astonishment and just stared at me, unable to say a word. A longer pause followed with no one saying anything, embarrassment mounting in the room...

Finally, my sister broke the silence. "Yes, this is my brother Mike. I am sorry if his outfit today makes you uncomfortable but he just sometimes likes to wear ladies' clothes and Sue and I don't mind it in private. You know, it's all family!" Sharon tried to put on a friendly smile but was not all the way getting there. Nancy still was sitting there like a stone statue, her mouth open, but not a single word would come out of it.

To avoid another long embarrassing silence, Sue asked all of us to sit down at the table and get started with the appetizers. She already had served bread and salad for everyone and was now asking for drink preferences. Except for Nancy who voted for a beer, the rest of us shared a bottle of French red wine.

Drinking some wine and starting to eat, calmed me down a little bit, but I was still in total emotional upset and at a very high level of anxiety. Finally, the conversation started, and Nancy seemed to be able to either get adjusted to my unusual outfit of the day or to just ignore me completely. In fact, for the most part of dinner, the three women talked among themselves, and only rarely did they ask me something or was I in the mood of interjecting a brief remark. I was, however, checking out Nancy a little bit, and noticed that she was not less attractive than her cousin, rather more attractive I thought. She was a redhead and wore her hair down to her shoulders; she had a very cute, young looking face although she was probably a couple of years older than Sue. She wore a very sexy red dress with short sleeves and large décolleté that allowed everyone to guess the size and shapes of her rather impressive boobs, probably 42D or 42DD I mused. When she got up during dinner to go to the bathroom, I saw her black spiked high heels and black nylons, semi-opaque and very elegant, probably also quite expensive. Thinking of being surrounded by three hot women, all around my age, all in hot nylon stockings and great shoes, almost made me forget my embarrassing predicament and situation I found myself in. 

After the main course of dinner, there was a little break of sorts, another bottle of wine was served, and finally I relaxed enough to be more a part of the general conversation. But just as I thought that maybe my predicament wasn't so bad after all, I felt a nylon-covered foot touching my left leg and slowly moving up and down on my tan nylons. It was Sue who sat on my left, obviously trying to increase my embarrassment. She was very gifted in that whenever I took a turn in the conversation, she would increase her foot massage of my leg and that way distract me enough so I would sometimes lose the thread and appeared unfocused and distracted -- which I, of course, was, but no one else knew.

Not too much later, a shoe, this time to my right, touched my right leg and teased me in a similar manner as Sue's foot on my left leg. I knew it was my sister who sat to my right... it was too close in time and too obvious that it could be a chance thing; I was pretty sure they had talked about it before... 

During dessert, Sue and Sharon got bolder in their teasing, my sister slipping out of her heels and continuing with her nylon stocking encased feet. Eventually all four feet landed on my upper thighs, in surprisingly skillful way, without alerting Nancy, who sat opposite me at the table and was focused mostly on the wonderful dessert, apple pie and ice cream.

We were almost finished with dinner, as my sister grabbed my meanwhile rock hard cock with her nylon-clad feet and started a hot and intense foot massage, using all of her feet from heels to toe to make me completely crazy of lust and sexual arousal. I was close to coming, when Sue, who had put on her heels again, added to the pleasure by squeezing her spikes into the shaft and then the glans of my boner. But as if these two bitches had known the perfect moment, they withdrew exactly three seconds before I would have exploded on their shoes, feet, nylons and legs all over the place. I was so upset and angry with them, having had this "almost-orgasm" now for about the fifth time that day that I almost forgot about my precarious and humiliating situation. But the anxiety soon overtook my anger and I was, again, wondering what would lie ahead now that dinner was over. Would Nancy leave? Would she stay? Would Sue be okay to end my punishment? Or were worse things yet to come...?

Nancy got up and excused herself for a moment. As I was alone with my sister and Sue, they seized the opportunity to mock my transvestite women's outfit I was wearing and how they were able to tease me with their stockings clad feet and shoes without Nancy noticing it.

"I could clearly feel your hard-on with my feet!" Sharon teased me with her mischievous grin on her face.

"Yeah, I could tell his little soldier was getting ready to fire any minute." Sue chimed in the mockery. I got red in my face and expected them to soon resume their torturous and yet wonderful shoe and nylon foot tease on my boner that had gotten erect another time and was oozing more pre-cum from its head.

But instead, Sue got up from her chair and asked me to come upstairs with her. "We have a little surprise for you..." she said with a mysterious undertone in her voice. 'Surprise...? What kind of surprise?' I wondered while following Sue up the stairs to the second floor, still struggling not to stumble or fall with her very tight white mules on my nylon-encased feet. My sister followed behind me and Sue led us to her bedroom. It had gotten quite dim there meanwhile as the sun had recently set.

(To be continued.)



Older Sister's Nylons Ch. 03



This is the second sequel to Chapter 01 submitted by BLKNYLONS in 2003. I love this story so much that I decided to write a second and a third chapter. (I hope BLKNYLONS does not mind...). Like Chapters 1 and 2, this chapter is also taking place in 1966, when nylon stockings with garters, girdles, and stiletto high heels were an essential part of women's elegant fashion, and when pantyhose had not reached their peak usage yet.

(Note: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.) 

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As I entered the bedroom right behind Sue, I was completely dumbfounded and astonished when I saw Nancy standing in the far corner of the room. It was not the Nancy that had just sat at the dinner table across from me, though, rather, she had completely changed into a different woman, a --- dominatrix! She wore shiny black high heeled knee-high leather boots, had smooth black nylon stockings on her legs that were attached to six black garter belts with little clips that must have been attached to a girdle. She also wore a skin tight shiny black leather sleeveless mini skirt that made her large 42D breasts and shapely ass cheeks appear even sexier than they were by themselves. Around her neck she featured a broad black leather choker with many little metal cones attached. Finally, she wore thin and smooth elegant long black leather gloves that went up above her elbows and had a whip in her right hand. She put on a broad mischievous smile as she saw me standing at the bedroom door with my mouth wide open, unable to say a word.

"Welcome in my little torture chamber, you fetish sissy transvestite!" She greeted me with contempt and ridicule. "You will be my slave from now on and closely follow my commands, understood?!"

"Yes, Nancy, of course I will," I replied helplessly.

"Madam for you, you dirty bastard!" She scolded me.

"Of course, Madam!" I was still half under shock and astonishment, all getting ready to enter into this game of humiliation and torture Mistress Nancy had in store for me. She was so absolutely and amazingly hot and gorgeous in her dominatrix outfit that I could briefly forget about the predicament I was in. Two strong slaps with her whip across my belly and thighs, with the whip hitting my boner hard, as well, reminded me of the reality of the situation soon, though.

"Kneel in front of me, fucking dirty slave of mine!" The dominatrix demanded. "I want you to worship my leather boots right now! And be sure to give them every attention you can or else---" Her eyes looked at me in a threatening way I would have never expected from this cute redhead I had met just a little while ago. No chance for me to cop out or escape as my sister had closed and locked the door behind her and Sue. In the corner of my eyes I could see her and her friend standing across the room, giggling to each other, whispering words into each other's ears, then slowly undressing all the way to their panties, girdles, stockings and heels, exposing their nude upper bodies and hot tits to my view, probably as an additional teaser where I could do nothing about it other than experience as much pleasure as possible while being denied my fulfillment and being tortured by Mistress Nancy at the same time.

Another two hard and hurtful whip lashes on my back and ass. "Did you not hear what I said, you motherfucking loser sissy?" My mistress got angry at my slow reaction to her firm commands.

"I deeply apologize, Madam! I'm really sorry!"

"Stop talking, bitch of a transvestite! I want to see action and fucking see you totally worship my beautiful boots!" She reacted sharply, whipping me yet another time, even more roughly than before. It really hurt but I bit on my lower lip to avoid appearing like a little cry-baby. I first sniffed, then licked her right and left boots all over the place, the leather aroma turning me on beyond belief. I repeatedly affirmed to Mistress Nancy how hot and sexy her boots were and how much I would like to be her foot slave for ever, never stopping my worship.

My mistress laughed out loud and kicked me in the face with her right boot. "Take this for your naughty behavior, you crazy pervert!" She laughed at me in ridicule. "How about the fucking darn soles, shoe sissy?"

I tried to get to her soles, which was not easy given that she was still standing on the floor, but I managed to lift one of her boots up and then turned around lying on my back, having her whole black leather boot resting on my face, her spiked heel painfully pressing into my forehead with force. My fully erect boner was now in plain sight of all the three women in the room, and they commented on its size and firmness, as well as on its slimy slick look from all the pre-cum that had been flowing out from its tip.

My tongue now engaged Mistress Nancy's soles of her leather boots, exploring every inch of them and soaking in the flavor of a combination of leather and dirt. In a different situation I may have balked at this idea of licking such dirty shoes but here, dominated by such a hot mistress, it was almost like an additional turn on for me. I kept praising her boots, the soles of her boots and how magnificent and great it was to worship every little bit of them. Finally I moved her spiked heel into my mouth and sucked on it as if it were a penis, increasing the giggling by my sister and Sue who still watched intently from the other side of Sue's bedroom. Not long after that, I noticed that they had approached each other meanwhile, standing in tight embrace and had started a prolonged lesbian French kissing session, while rubbing their nylon stockings against each other while their gorgeous tits were also touching and slowly hardening in their embrace. I knew this was more than just to tease me, this was something they obviously did a lot when they were together...

As I started worshipping the left boot of my dominatrix, Sharon and Sue approached me, obviously to join in the fun. They sat down on the floor on either side of me and then used their heels to walk all over my body, massaging me everywhere from head to toe, but at first not touching my boner at all. This drove me even wilder and crazier of lust and sexual arousal than I already was, only to be interrupted by several more lashes of my mistress's whip across my legs and chest. I don't know how she did it and why her aim was so good, but almost every time she managed to hit my hard-on as well, creating a most painful sensation in my lust organ.

"Well, my little naughty transvestite slave," Nancy spoke again, "I think it's time for a little reward after you've been so good with worshipping my hot boots!" With that, she lowered herself, took her legs apart, then kneeled down to the right and left of my shoulders, so her sexy black leather mini-dress was almost touching my face.

"You know what you have to do, bastard of a son-of-a-bitch!?" She insinuated, lowering herself even further onto my face. I couldn't believe my luck—I was about to come down on Nancy and eat out her pussy! Or was there any evil afterthought on her side...? As her crotch slowly came closer to my face I started to smell the sweet girly scent of her pussy, totally arousing and fascinating to experience. I raised my chin up a bit and stretched out my tongue. There, I touched her big bush, very likely as red as her hair, but it was too dark in the room and underneath her black leather mini-dress to make out the color. I first just licked and sucked on her hair, then slowly moved my tongue onto her upper thighs, finding a garter strap, following it along her smooth soft girly skin, and then traveling back to her crotch. In the meantime, my sister and her friend had taken off their shoes and helped the pleasure by treating me to a great four-foot massage all over my lower body, but except again for touching my rock-hard boner which probably would have exploded just on a very few rubs by one of their nylon-clad feet.

When I first gently flicked my tongue across Nancy's outer pussy lips, she shook a little bit, probably trying to hide her arousal from me, but as I kept licking and sucking her lips, streams of pussy juices came flowing out of her lust hole, only to be completely sucked and slurped down by me.



As Sue and my sister withdrew from their tease to let me stew in this horrible state of being almost there but not really there, I hoped to be able to make myself cum by a quick masturbatory rub on my boner, but as soon as Mistress Nancy discovered my plan, her whip was all over my body again, this time at least ten lashes, and it hurt so terribly that I even lost my hard-on for a little while.

"Where's your pussy worship, my fucking bastard sissy fetish slave?" Mistress Nancy taunted me again. I had briefly stopped my licking and sucking motions in her sex when the pain from her whipping had become too intense. I apologized and continued, now also reaching out for her clitoris which was even larger than my sister's and stood out for almost half an inch. As my tongue touched my mistress's lust pearl, she arched back and started to breathe faster, emanating more of her tasty and slimy pussy juices, all for me to suck in and savor. Her cute hands, covered in the thin black leather gloves reached out for my penis.

"Oh, how cute this little fellow is over here! How limp and unattended!" She mocked me once more. "Does it need more attention, maybe? What does my little bitch of a fetish transvestite think?"

"Yes, Madam, yes, please!" I replied, almost disappointed to have to interrupt the pleasure of licking her fabulous bushy pussy and hot and hard clit.

Experiencing her little hands in leather gloves giving me a hand job felt like heaven and my cock stood up firm almost immediately after she started to touch it, with more pre-cum oozing out of its tip. Mistress Nancy was not only gifted with her whip but also in her skills how to pleasure a man's cock with her hands and fingers. She also used her fingernails through the fabric of her gloves to increase my sexual arousal and again, almost bring me back to the point of exploding and coming all over the place. 

I was sure this was part of her plan, though, in that she stopped her massage right at the point before I was cumming and at the same time raised her crotch from my face, not even waiting until I would make her cum. It seemed there were more things in stock for me that night...

Indeed, as soon as she had stood up again and taken her whip back in her right hand, Mistress Nancy commanded me to get up and sit down in the chair right next to her. While I got up she presented me with several more of her whip lashes, the most painful ones were when she hit my still rock-hard boner smack on. She complained that I was too slow and should follow her commands more swiftly and without delay.

Finally, as I had arrived at the chair and sat down, Sharon and Sue approached me with a bunch of hand-cuffs and several ropes.

"My two helpers will tie you up to this chair now, my little sweet fetish sissy," Mistress Nancy announced with her mischievous tone in her voice, smiling broadly with evil anticipation. Sharon and Sue cuffed my wrists to the left and right of the chair's back and tied my ankles together very firmly with two ropes to the point it really hurt. Then Sue picked up her black laced 36C bra she wore before and put it on my chest. Since her chest was much smaller than mine, it was a super-tight fit and even hurt a bit. She then took a couple of socks from the top drawer of her dresser and stuffed them into the bra cups so they looked very firm and full. It was again a mix of embarrassment and erotic pleasure to wear even more parts of a woman's intimate apparel and outfit. But my mistress didn't leave me with much time for considerations and musings.

Sue had changed into sheer white nylon stockings meanwhile and handed Nancy the pair of worn black nylon stockings. Mistress Nancy was approaching me slowly, whipping me again multiple times, now for no apparent reason. 

"Here you go, you cross-dressing fucking bastard!" She teased me. "How much I love seeing you dressed just like a girl on this chair!" She smiled with an evil grin. "I guess the only thing that's definitely not like a girl now, is--- THAT one!" And she slapped my half-erect boner another time really hard with her whip. "But I know what we can do," she continued and now stood right in front of me. She grabbed my manhood with her right hand, still in the thin sexy long leather glove, and pushed it and my balls under my crotch, as far back as possible. Essentially, I was now kind of sitting on my balls and penis, with very little of them being visible from the front. With my hands cuffed to the back of the chair, there was no way of resisting; besides, if I had tried, Mistress Nancy would have gotten wild and crazy with her whip again.

"THAT'S how I like it!" She screamed of excitement. "We now have our cute little naughty girl slave in front of us, haven't we?" More lashes with her whip followed. "Answer, son-of-a-bitch!"

"Yes, Madam, I'm your girl slave right now," I followed her orders.

"Very good!" Mistress Nancy approved, ready to continue with her torture and humiliation night. "Smell these!" She held the two smooth black nylon stockings that Sue had worn the whole day right in front of my face. I moved my head forward by an inch until my nose touched the stockings. I sniffed them, and my mistress slowly moved them up and down, so I could experience every inch of them, pressing my face against the fabric to maximize my sensation of the smooth nylon material rubbing across my nose, cheeks, mouth and chin. As I explored the foot parts of the nylons with my nose, and also a little bit with my tongue, I noticed that they were quite smelly, but in a very erotic and sexually pleasuring way. Getting aroused to the max with the experience of Sue's smelly sweaty worn black nylon stockings was torture in itself since my penis was still stuck underneath me and barely able to expand without causing discomfort.

After this stocking tease, Mistress Nancy was ready for the next step and wrapped first one, then both stockings tightly around my neck, pulling on them to squeeze as hard as she could without completely choking me and finally tying knots with each of them to hold them into place. Oh my god, I thought, what else was there in store for me? I had difficulty breathing, experienced pain in my calves from the ropes and in my balls and penis from being tightly constricted under my torso. But Mistress Nancy never ever took a break and so the next surprise followed immediately.

Sue had approached me, now wearing the new pair of sheer smooth white nylons, white garter belts and girdle, but still the same shiny black nylon panties from earlier. She had changed her shoes, as well and wore white 5" stiletto pump heels with open toes. As she stood in front of me, I could, for the first time, admire her beautiful size 36C breasts which were firm and beautifully shaped, with very dark erect nipples making it a perfectly gorgeous experience. I was so ready to touch and massage her tits right there and then but of course had no way of doing it with my hands still cuffed to the chair. Sue stepped forward another couple of inches, and now her black panties were right in front of my lips. Instead of saying anything, she gently grabbed my head and moved it forward until it was buried in her crotch. Of course I knew what she expected from me, but still it was almost a little bit hard to focus on the task at hand with such a perfect and gorgeous girl standing in front of me, all nude, most beautiful breasts, extremely arousing outfit with high heels, sheer white nylons and garters... But as soon as my nose picked up her pungent girly pussy scent through the fabric of her black nylon panties, I was all determined to give her the best cunnilingus she's ever experienced in her life.

My tongue explored her crotch through the nylon fabric of her panties, feeling the ridges of her already enlarged outer pussy lips and exerting gentle but continued pressure on her most sensitive private parts. My tongue must have briefly touched her clit since she arched backwards and tensed up for a short moment with a subdued moan, all the while my sister and Mistress Nancy watching from a couple of feet away, starting to finger their own pussies in voyeuristic pleasure.

After a while, the scene changed and my sister lay down on her back on Sue's bed, then Nancy climbed on top of her in a 69 position and soon the two hot girls were engaged in an intense mutual cunnilingus, licking and sucking each other's pussies and clits like crazy, starting to moan louder and louder.

After some more of my licking, kissing and exploring, Sue took off her panties, for the first time exposing her beautiful sex with short trimmed black hair to me. Without delay, my tongue continued its work of pleasure, now directly touching the smooth surfaces, hills and valleys of Sue's private parts' landscape. Her silky and tasty pussy juices were flowing out the more my pussy worship continued, and as my tongue penetrated her for the first time, she shook and moaned louder than before, so all could clearly hear the state of her sexual pleasure and arousal. I continued to lick and flick my tongue over her outer and inner lips and then paid most of my attention to her lust pearl which was completely hard and erect and extremely sensitive to every little touch I made in this area. Sue kept breathing more rapidly and kept pushing my head into her crotch with more force, clearly approaching orgasm. My cock and my balls started to hurt more as I was so aroused but my lust rod could not stiffen and expand at all. But at least I could make my sister's friend come and with just a couple of firm circular flicks around her clit she got off, convulsing all over her body and shooting load of orgasmic juices all over my face...

Shortly thereafter, the lesbian oral fucking led to a mutual orgasm of Sharon and Nancy, and I could observe them tensing up and convulsing violently, releasing large amounts of orgasmic cum, which they licked and sucked off from each other's pussies.

Then, my sister came over to me, me being still completely tied to the chair and still having two smelly black nylon stockings wrapped very tightly around my neck. 'Would she desire the same treatment as Sue?' I wondered.

But no, my sister was actually taking off Sue's smelly nylon stockings from my neck, then untying the ropes around my calves and finally releasing the two hand-cuffs. Unbelievable, but I was free again, I thought. Maybe this was the end of this wild and crazy night?

"I need my fucking bastard foot slave to join me over here and worship my nylon feet and legs!" I heard my mistress calling from across the room. She was still on top of Sue's bed, rested her redhead high on some pillows and stretched her legs out all the way, with her knee-high black leather boots reaching the bottom edge of the bed. As I walked over to Mistress Nancy, sure to not delay my motions by a heartbeat, Sue and my sister also jumped on the bed, Sue to the left and Sharon to the right of Mistress Nancy. Sue had taken off her white high heels and so both my sister and her only wore their nylon stockings, held up by garter belts and girdles; my sister also still wore her soaking wet panties, as she had kept them on during her lesbian experience with Nancy.




Older Sister's Nylons Ch. 03



"My assistants will try to distract you a little bit, just so you know, my dear naughty little bastard transvestite!" Mistress Nancy taunted me once more. I was by no means uncertain about what kind of "distractions" my mistress had in mind as I approached her, standing in front of the bed with three hot young gorgeous women in nylon stockings, not wearing a bra or anything else to cover their beautiful breasts. 

Without a doubt, all the events of this evening had been a massive turn-on to my sister and in the meantime I was certain that she had planned everything ahead of time with Sue and Nancy. But again, my musings were abruptly cut short by several whip lashes by Mistress Nancy who sharply complained about my idleness and not taking any action regarding her foot worship.

"Come on, my fucking bastard foot slave, get my boots off and get on with worshipping my pretty little feet!" She requested firmly. I complied and soon had both of her boots removed from her feet.

"I know you can't wait to smell my stinky leather boots, isn't this right, you nasty dirty son-of-a-bitch?" She mocked me in obvious delight.

"That's very true, Madam, you're so right," I responded politely and submissively, turning red and getting a huge boner as I stuck my nose first into her right, then her left black leather high heeled boot, savoring every scent and aroma of her hot little sweaty feet. The smell was somewhat musky and pungent but nonetheless like an aphrodisiac to me and I almost didn't want to stop this wonderfully arousing and lustful experience of sniffing my hot mistress's stinky black leather boots. However, as always, Mistress Nancy kept pushing me forward, lashing out with her whip several more times until I dropped her boots on the floor with two loud sounds.

"Here you go, my dirty little foot slave girl!" She exclaimed in joyful anticipation, raising both of her pretty size 7 feet in her hot black reinforced heels and toes nylon stockings up and towards my face. I could clearly see her hot red bush on her sex, having become glistening wet with pussy juices from her sexual arousal. She had called me "girl" again, reminding me, in a mix of bashful embarrassment and joyful lust, that I was still wearing a woman's lingerie outfit all over, with a very tightly fitting black laced bra, stuffed with Sue's cute socks, a girdle with garters, holding up a pair of silky tan nylon stockings and my feet still in Sue's white high heel mules that were far too small for me.

Experiencing Nancy's size 7 feet so closely, with the same smells I had just gotten out of her boots, but definitely more intense and raw, drove me yet another yard farther in my sexual excitement and arousal. My cock was harder than ever, standing up pointing straight to the sky, glistening from a large amount of pre-cum that had emanated from the glans and had spread all around it, even reaching the top of my balls. I was hot, red and sweaty as anyone can be, and touched Mistress Nancy's calves and feet, feeling the sensation of the smooth shiny fabric of her sexy nylon stockings encasing her sexy legs and feet that were as delicate as they could ever be.

"Lick my soles! Suck my feet! Suck every one of my toes! I want you to get wild and crazy about my feet and tell me how much you love and adore them, you motherfucking fetish pervert slave of mine!"

It was not difficult at all to obey her commands, so wonderfully soft and erotically arousing were Nancy's feet, and I made sure to lick both of them not only from heels to toes, savoring the sensation of the smooth nylon stockings hugging her feet, but also her ankles and the top of her feet as well. Every lick, kiss and sucking was a pleasure in itself and all of this was enhanced and magnified by the wonderfully sweaty musky smell of her feet which had been in the knee-high leather boots for such a long time before.

It almost made me smile as I noticed Nancy's pupils widen a little bit out of arousal and excitement, but I wasn't so stupid to let her know my discovery. Meanwhile, however, my sister and her friend had started their job of "distracting" me, as Mistress Nancy had said earlier, by using their nylon encased feet to rub and massage me all over again, but this time moving towards my rock-hard cock much sooner, increasing its size and stiffness to the maximum I've ever experienced. It was such an enormous pleasure watching my sister's feet in their black nylons stockings joined by Sue's much smaller feet in their smooth sheer white stockings play their tease game with my erect boner. I very briefly got a chance to praise my luck of being surrounded by three super hot young women, two of them providing me with a nylon foot job and the third one letting me lick, kiss and suck her feet and toes all over the place. But my musings again were cut short by Mistress Nancy who had, again, intuitively realized that my point of coming and shooting my cum loads was very close. She withdrew her magnificent cute feet from my face and had Sue and Sharon stop their nylon cock tease, as well. What did she have in mind next...?

"There's one of us girls who hasn't felt your fucking tongue down there yet, my sissy transvestite. You know who I am talking about, don't you!?"

Okay, it was my sister's turn; I almost saw it coming... I was somewhat apprehensive about it---after all, she was my sister and it was one thing coming down on her in private as we had done in the morning, but a completely different thing to do it in the presence of two other women who would watch our incestuous behavior. But then again, I was sure Sharon was fine with this, since they must have talked about everything before and agrees to the different scenes and scenarios. And if Sharon was alright with being sucked in her private parts in front of others, why wouldn't I? Several painful strikes from Nancy's whip reminded me to stop thinking too much and go on with "business". Sue and Mistress Nancy had left the bed and my sister now took center stage, spreading her legs wide for me, just wearing her black nylon stockings, garters, girdle and her soaking wet panties. I started by kissing her feet, moving from the ankles to the heels, soles, then toes, making sure to not miss any spot and lick, kiss and suck her beautiful nylon-clad feet all over the place. I still remembered the wonderful sweet sweaty girly scent of her feet that was less strong than that of Mistress Nancy but in her own way at least as arousing. Once I was done with both of her feet, I walked my tongue up her calves, knees and thighs, then licking her upper thighs around her garter belts, savoring her soft young skin with every move of my tongue. Even before I reached her crotch, I noticed my sister tensing up and her face getting red, obviously turned on massively by the pleasure my busy tongue provided to her feet and legs, and all the while being closely watched by her friend Sue and Mistress Nancy who, as I could see in a large mirror, busied themselves fingering their pussies and clits, on the way to reaching a climax by observing this feast of incestuous play.

Finally, my tongue landed in the area it had been before several hours earlier on that same day, and I again remembered the sweet pungent erotic aroma of my sister's pussy juices just in front of my nose. This time, I moved the soaked bottom of her panties to the side myself and licked, rubbed, massaged and kissed my sister's enlarged outer pussy lips, then slowly moving my tongue deeper and deeper inside her lust hole, while using my fingers to gently rub her hard lust pearl. Sharon breathed faster and faster, her body tensing up more and more, her head arching backwards, and the streams of pussy juices becoming more abundant. I sucked up every bit of her juices, not allowing any drop of it to get lost, savoring their wonderful flavor and enjoying the experience of coming down on my sister's private parts immensely. Just about a minute later, I drove her over the edge, she screamed out loud several times, shook violently, spasmed as my tongue was still deep inside her pussy and shot out a jet of cum juices into my mouth. I was so proud of making my sis so happy that I completely forgot the circumstances I was in. My thought was to ask her to finish me off with her nylon stocking feet, as she did earlier that day, but then it was again Mistress Nancy who interrupted my short bout of oblivious pleasure.

"I want my naughty dirty transvestite pervert to fuck his sister really hard!" Mistress Nancy demanded with unmistakable determination in her voice. 'She must be crazy!' I thought. 'No way! Sharon is my sister; we can fool around, okay, but real sex?' I couldn't believe she was serious about that. And I was sure Sharon would not have agreed to this, either. This was a test, I thought, a real mean and evil test, but I would not go this last step to make love to my sister, not really!

"I'm not sure you heard what I just said, dirty fucking girl bitch!" My mistress exclaimed angrily. "Let's see if this helps!" And she lashed out about a dozen times with her terrible whip, creating streams all over my body, and hitting my sensitive rock-hard boner again multiple times. There was, obviously, no room for discussion or arguments. I had to do it, if I wanted it or not, and, maybe, even if Sharon wanted it or not...

When I turned back around to face the bed, I was surprised to see my sister having changed her position, now on her hands and knees, showing me her beautiful firm and shapely young butt.

"On the bed with you, bastard!" Mistress Nancy demanded, supporting her desire with several more whips. I followed suit and knelled behind my sister, with my nylon-covered calves just inside of hers, touching her nylon stockings, briefly experiencing the exhilarating sensation of nylon fabrics rubbing against each other with a swishy noise. 

This last request by my mistress of fucking my beautiful older sister caused the most terrible moment of the night for me. I hoped it was a nightmare and I would wake up but it wasn't, apparently, since the longer I waited, the more of Mistress Nancy's terrible whip lashes smashed on my back, legs, and feet, hurting me to the point of agony.

I had to forget about who I was and who that woman was in front of me, just doing it like an assigned task. That was the only way out, I thought. So I took my boner into my right hand and slowly inserted it into my sister's smooth and wet pussy from behind. As she felt me penetrating her, she uttered a subdued sigh, not sure if cumming from pleasure or from disgust, but I just kept pushing her as hard as I could, going all the way in with my cock until reaching her cervix. At the same moment, I felt someone touching my ass; it was Nancy and she was lubricating my asshole with some cream. Very soon thereafter I felt something hard and long entering my anus and fucking me from behind. In the mirror I could see Nancy wearing a long black strap dildo and her leather mini-skirt had moved up so her whole sex was exposed. Oh my god, this was almost too much for me. Pain and lust mixed from the anal fucking by Nancy from behind, her nylon-covered legs touching mine from the inside, experiencing a mix of shame and subtle pleasure banging my sister's pussy really hard --- it was so totally crazy that I completely shut down my thoughts and just kept fucking my sister until she reached another orgasm and streams of her juices flowed over my cock.

"Now take your hot sister from behind!" I heard Mistress Nancy commanding me, while still fucking my ass as strongly as she could. Again, I doubted for a brief time if Nancy was serious about this request. Short of using her whip she just clasped her hands, now without her gloves, around my soaking wet cock and squeezed it as hard as she could, using her sharp fingernails on both the shaft and the top. I almost cried out loud of pain and knew that I had to comply with even this evil request by Nancy, assfucking my sister Sharon. As I lubricated her asshole carefully, using her pussy and recent cum juices, I somehow forgot about my incest concerns and just got aroused by the looks and feels of this hot young woman in front of me, all the while being fucked in my ass by Mistress Nancy's dildo. I felt her large boobs bouncing against my back, covered by her thin black leather mini-dress. My boner had grown to its maximum size and stiffness again, and in a bout of incestuous lust, I raped my sister's ass, slowly thrusting my cock inside her tight hole, pulling it out almost all the way again, thrusting back inside again, hoping not to hurt her too much, being as gentle with my banging of her backdoor as I could.

In the meantime, Sue obviously felt being excluded from the fun, and so she climbed her bed towards the front, kneeling down next to Sharon's forearms and placing her crotch right in front of my sister's face.

"I want you to come down on me, Sharon," she begged, and my sister lost no time flicking her friend's private parts with her cute tongue, doing it so skillfully that I wondered how often the two of them fucked each other orally when they spend time together. Sue held my sister's head in her hands, pushing it into her crotch to increase her sexual arousal, while my sister kept licking and sucking on Sue's pretty pussy lips, then inserting her tongue slowly into Sue's lust hole and tongue-fucking her as hard as she could, until Sue reached a massive orgasm with wild convulsions and loud screams of pleasure.

All the while I kept pounding my sister's ass, slowly increasing the intensity and speed of my thrusts, going deeper and harder each time, reaching some kind of rhythm with her, as she clearly was enjoying this anal fuck immensely, moaning louder and louder and breathing faster.

Sue stepped down from the bed, but was not done enjoying the sex play. She took another long black strap-on dildo out of one of the drawers of her dresser and mounted it around her waist, crotch and butt. I watched in the mirror as she approached the three of us, assfucking each other, and, to my astonishment, she joined the anal fucking chain just right behind her cousin Nancy! Sue started with licking her cousin's attractive and shapely butt cheeks, then continuing to flick her slightly raised rosebud, sticking her tongue inside a bit, then continuing to ass-fuck her cousin with her fingers, lubricated with her own and her cousin's pussy juices. Finally she felt Nancy was ready to receive the artificial cock in her backdoor and Sue skillfully thrust her strap-on dildo deep into her cousin's ass, who started to moan loudly in a mix of pain and pleasure.

Watching these hot scenes between the two cousins, I almost forgot to focus on nailing my cute sister's ass, but my sister kept pushing forward and backwards in rhythmic motions, to almost suck in and push out my cock on her own, with her arousal increasing minute by minute. I grabbed her firm 38C tits and gently squeezed her erect nipples, while keeping my rock-hard cock thrusting with ever greater force and power as deep into her asshole as I could. I kept thrusting and pushing again, and again, until my arousal had built up to the point where I could not control myself any more, cumming in wild orgasmic convulsions, penetrating my sister's ass even deeper and deeper, shooting several loads inside her backdoor until the cum started to flow out of her ass, then keeping to shoot my loads of cum all over her head, back, ass, thighs, and stockings-covered calves and feet. My sister came once more, as she experienced my cum loads all over her body and spasmed and shouted out of sexual exhilaration.

Not long thereafter, with Nancy still dildo-fucking my ass, Sue brought her cousin to an orgasm by fucking her ass hard with her black strap-on dildo, and simultaneously coming herself again, as well, from the rhythmic rubbing of the dildo's base on her pussy lips and clit.

When it was all over and everyone was in their orgasmic heaven, Sue dried me up and got me out of her lingerie. Nancy looked extremely satisfied and fucked herself to yet another orgasm with the dildo she just had used to ass-fuck me. My sister turned around, cleaning herself off and giving me a brief wink with her eyes that calmed me down a lot; I knew she had been all game...