THE PAST ADVENTURES OF ROGER CHAPPY

I LOVE THE FEEL OF NYLON I have always had a thing for nylon, as long as I can remember the sound of women`s legs rubbing together encased in nylon has made me very horny. I remember the very first time I experienced the feel of a woman in stockings, it was at the school dance when I was only 15 years old. All of my mates seemed to be dancing with their respective girlfriends, and as I was unattached, I felt a bit left out especially as I seemed to be the only one not smooching to the first slow record. I then felt a tap on my shoulder, as I turned around I looked straight into Mrs Dawson`s face. I should explain Mrs Dawson was my religious teacher and was probably about 52 years old, with grey hair, large breasts covered by a tight jumper, knee length dark tweed skirt and flat sensible brown shoes, her nylons were dark tan coloured and I presumed they were tights, as she was always really dowdy and boring with her dress, I suppose because she was so old. “Well, young Roger Chappy would you like to dance?” I didn`t know whether to laugh or cry, so I justed blurted out “Yes, Mrs Dawson I would love to dance with you” we walked slowly onto the dance floor and I held my arms out to hold her plump body, she promptly wrapped her arms around my firm young body and pulled me close to her. I felt her large breasts push against my chest, which gave me an instant erection. I looked around and saw some of my mates looking and laughing at me, but I didn`t care at least I was dancing with a female, and the more Mrs Dawson held me and swayed to the music the more I was getting turned on by her womanly fragrance and soft body. My young hands started to wander a little up and down her back and sides, as one of my hands moved down over her hips I continued down onto her thigh, the tweed skirt felt rough and thick then to my delight and shock I felt a knobbly hard clasp of a suspender, superb! she was wearing stockings. I rubbed my hand over the suspender where it was obviously holding up her stocking top against her round thighs, it felt absolutely amazing and to my horror my erection was now fit to explode, it was the hardest it had ever been, and I was struggling to keep it from being noticed by Mrs Dawson, I was pleased the lights were dark. Then Mrs Dawson moved her hips even closer to mine and to my horror her leg was directly in contact with my throbbing cock, and as she swayed her leg was rubbing against my stiffness, it was then she whispered into my ear “So, young Roger chappy has a thing for stockings does he, it`s ok your secret is safe with me Roger, I am enjoying the feeling of a young fit boy pushing himself against me, does my body feel good to you, young man” I replied instantly “Oh yes, Mrs Dawson it feels incredible, I can feel your brassier and breasts crushed against my chest and your suspenders rubbing against my body, and your perfume smells divine” “Oh Roger, you say the nicest things” and she gave me a tight squeeze. Then the lights went on and I thought that was the end of it. As I left the dance hall alone and started to walk home down the tree lined country road, a car pulled up along side of me, I felt scared until the window lowered and to my delight it was Mrs Dawson, “Would you like a lift home young man” well, I didn`t need asking twice and quickly jumped into the passenger seat. As the car moved off down the road, I looked at Mrs Dawson`s face it was very pretty and she had on make-up, which she had never on at school, her lips were bright red and her eyes were a lovely blue colour with long dark eye lashes and her hand on the gear lever had long bright red nails, I then noticed her skirt had risen up her leg whilst she was driving and I could actually see the start of her stocking tops, there was a darker line of tan nylon around her firm womanly thigh, the sight quickly made my young cock stand to attention. She turned off the road down a little track and stopped the car, she turned in her seat and looked at me “Oh Roger, I really enjoyed dancing with you tonight, and the way you touched me and reacted to the feel of my body really made me feel like an alive woman again, it`s been so long since I felt like that. I know you have a thing for my stockings, so here give me your hand” Mrs Dawson took my hand and placed it just above her knee on the inside of her thigh “Now young man feel the softness of my thighs, that`s it gently move your hand up higher, oh yes! that feels good doesn`t it” I could only nod my head as her thigh felt electric, I eased my hand higher until I was looking at her dark tan stocking tops against the white skin of her thighs and to my amazement a black hairy cunt, she had no knickers on! “Do you like what you see roger? now feel my wetness you have caused in my cunt” Her womanly hand moved my young fingers onto her hot wetness, and my finger went straight into her waiting flooded hole, it felt so hot as I moved my finger in and out, then with the other hand I continued to feel the nylon covered thighs. It felt brilliant as I moved my hand up and down her soft legs. We moved into the back of the car and got rid of our clothes, Mrs Dawson kept on her stockings and bra, but I was now completely naked, she pulled my body to her and I was quickly sliding my large young stiff cock right up inside this old woman. I felt her nylon clad legs wrap around my body in a vice like grip, as I moved back and forth the nylon rubbed along my body and felt fantastic. Mrs Dawson was now panting and yelling as I pumped into her for all I was worth, the feel of the stockings wrapped around me and her wetness wrapped around my young cock was all too much and I spurted jet after jet of white hot spunk up into her womanly body. We both lay still for some time before getting ourselves together, and Mrs Dawson drove me home, before I got out of the car she made me promise not to tell anyone, and in return for my discretion she would give me little peeps of her stocking tops in school and if I was very good she would let me put my hand up her skirt. So naturally I became the best and most eager religious student in the whole school!. THE END