This post first started out as a quick summary of my deepest crossdressing (with pantyhose of course) fantasy, yet somehow blossomed into a longer erotic story. It’s funny how when you start writing about something you can’t stop thinking about, words just flow and you just can’t stop.
More like I don’t want the fantasy to stop either.
So I hope you enjoy this lurid fantasy tale and tell me what you think in a comment below. Leave one of your own fantasies (though much shorter) if you so desire too.
As a longtime lover/wearer of pantyhose, I’ve noticed around the web, especially those in the USA, that the preferred taste is somewhat limited. I’m sure many crossdressers and pantyhose enthusiasts still would rather travel to their nearest supermarket and pick out a pair along with their groceries.
Or worse, use the same brand they fell in love with ten years ago and haven’t caught up with the times. Hello L’eggs.
I won’t claim to be the genie for pantyhose fetish tastes but I have sampled a lot (including “playing around” in) and developed my own criteria for judging a pair of hose…