Part 4: Ripping Our Way Through
Given me and Janine’s natural connection in the first scene, the crew decides to keep the film rolling rather than breaking for another take. Feeling rather hot and horny myself after our ass play with the double dong, I don’t want it to stop either. I can see Janine would agree from the lustful smile she is giving me.
We enter scene 2, still on the floor, and say our couple of lines.
Me: “I can’t resist you in your shiny leotard and silky tights.”
Janine: “Oh, I love it when they touch together!”
OK, not exactly Oscar winning dialog here but we start continue our crossdressing play caressing each other’s body and legs with some light kissing which leads us back into the full makeout we were doing earlier. Then, on cue, I reach down for the rip in Janine’s tights and extend it all the way up to her front, revealing her super hard girly rod which pops up like a jack-in-the-box. I now realize my longtime pantyhose fetish finally gets the upgrade it has always waited for: full on pantyhose sex.
Part 3: Jane Fonda’s Kinky Workout
Next Saturday couldn’t come soon enough (pun intended). I arrive at the studio again to the same movie crew, Tanya, Paul the cameraman, Tom the producer and the lovely Cherry Knot. Yet, there was one other person there not present last week who I was introduced to as Janine, the crossdressing star Tanya had mentioned who was very beautiful and convincing. She wasn’t lying.
Both Cherry and Janine happened to be dressed up in their “costumes” already which consisted of spandex thong leotards, super shiny pantyhose, leg warmers and a cute little belt around their waists. This is quite the getup to satisfy that throwback leotard and pantyhose fetish that I guess they were seeking to do. I even remember my own fetish developing from all of those workout videos of the 80’s my mom had. Yet, to this day, it never goes away.
There is nothing like opening a package and trying on a new brand of pantyhose, like a kid unwrapping a Christmas gift, and eagerly anticipating how sexy your legs will look. Well, actually it is awaiting how nice and silky they feel just before you accidentally come all over them.
Having the pantyhose fetish that I do, so quite the tester, usually about half of the new pairs I try disappoint me. Either the shade turns out quite repulsive or something about them gives away that they are cheaply made, usually a waistband that likes to roll down as if it were afraid of your belly button. Maybe even its aura is off for me, who knows?
Part 2: A Date With Cherry Knot
In high anticipation, I arrive at Tammy’s studio a little bit early. It gives me some time to calm myself down and stop my uncontrollable shaking from the excitement of starring in an adult crossdressing movie. I take a few deep breaths and chug down the mini-bottle of vodka I bought along the way. Slightly buzzed, I’m ready to go.
Tammy greets me warmly at the door and let’s me in. In plain view is the “studio” with a bed and surrounding cameras in one corner and a dressing area in another. She introduces me to two other gentlemen, one the cameraman Paul and, the other, the producer Tom. Everyone seems nice and relaxed which helps to reduce my anxiety.
Then another rather attractive woman steps into the studio introducing herself as “Cherry Knot,” one of the more frequented stars of their movies. I immediately fixate on her gorgeous long red hair and matching red spandex tank top holding back her huge breasts. Oh, and she mentions she specializes in forced feminization. I’m delighted to meet her.
Part 1: An Offer I Couldn’t Refuse
It was one of those days where I was feeling glad to be feminine but I had the urge to venture out and find something new and sexy to throw on. Not that I didn’t have anything to wear. I mean there were plenty of cute miniskirts, tops and dozens of packages of unopened pantyhose in my closet. Heels practically filled in the rest of the space.
I guess its just the act of browsing and purchasing women’s clothes that I love so much and, admittedly, it does turn me on a bit. It feels good to basically tell the lady helping you that you are a crossdresser without actually telling her. Yet, today I’m going to my favorite lingerie shop where I am known as a crossdresser.
For maybe the past year and a half or so, I’ve been infatuated with a pair of pantyhose in which I couldn’t find out what the brand was or where they could be purchased. I had first noticed these on Bodysheen.com, pantyhose that appear more on the opaque side, impeccably smooth and shiny and would look sooo delicious on me if I can only just get my hands on them.
I was betting that these could even give my favorite Wolford Neon 40 tights a run for title of my absolute favorite.
Then, to my sheer joy, I came across Southernlegs.com which had a model in the exact same pantyhose. I could tell they were the same by the shade and the sandal toe which seems very unique to these. There was even a caption with the brand. Are you ready?
JC Penney Fitness Tights?! Are you kidding me, JC Penney?
Tanya finally returns to Sam’s house, enters and heads directly to his bedroom where he still lies helplessly hog-tied with just a pair of Wolford pantyhose on.
“I must be a dumb blonde. I couldn’t find a knife so I went home and got one, ” she says, quite obviously a lie.
Sam, still deep in embarrassment, welcomed the delay trying to come up with some kind of explanation for his predicament. He thought up a story about his “girlfriend” getting off on making him wear pantyhose, then tying him up. She just happened to have left momentarily to make him suffer a little bit. You know, Tanya just might buy it actually.
On his day off from work around noontime, Sam dries himself after a shower and slips into his favorite pair of Wolford Neon 40 pantyhose in a gobi (suntan) color. He grabs his strands of nylon cord, sits on his bed and begins to go to work.
Starting with the ankles, he brings them together, wraps the cord around and around tightly binding them, then makes several loops around in the center, cinching his ankles together nice and tight. He finishes it off with a knot guaranteed not to undo itself.
He repeats this step, now with his knees, and finds an erection jutting out from wiggling his pantyhosed legs together testing the bounded knots.
If you are a pantyhose connoisseur, like me, then you would stop at nothing to find what gives you that perfect shine and silky feel. Sometimes that means springing for that $15 exotic European pantyhose or $45 for that luxurious pair of Wolford tights.
The trade-off is an ultimate glamourous you and likely the best masturbation that follows. Or some exciting leg on leg action (wink wink).
Then we have the ultra-rare pantyhose. The kind which have been out of production for years yet still can be found on eBay for a small fortune. Normally I wouldn’t pay more than what these pantyhose originally cost except for one simple fact:
These pantyhose are super sexy!
It seemed inevitable, but as pantyhose manufacturers realize that a good majority of sales are from men (a good majority of those from yours truly), then somewhere the lightbulb flicked on and thought, hey, we might as well cater to them too.
In fact, from The Columbus Dispatch:
At Luxelegwear.com, a Web site based in Atlanta that offers European brands to buyers in America and worldwide, about 80 percent of sales are now to men…