First Time Buying Lingerie

I followed the same routine with the other leg, and marvelled at how good my legs looked, encased in a thin veneer of red synthetic fibre. Next, I removed the suspender belt from the hanger, fondling the delicate lacy straps, and tried to fit it around my waist. I adjusted the belt to it’s largest setting, but even then, it was still tight around my body. This would be a good reminder to check out the sizing for future endeavours! Nonetheless, it was in place, and with some more altering and fiddling of the actual straps, I eventually secured the stocking tops to the suspender belt. As I stood from the bed to adorn the lacy bra, I felt the belt and nylons move with every movement I made. The sensation was fantastic, causing my already excited member to slowly ooze a coating of precursory seminal fluid over my engorged, exposed glans. After squeezing my big hairy chest into the flimsy red bra, I belatedly picked out the see through panties that more closely resembled a spider’s web than a piece of underwear. They barely covered my scrotum, and there was little chance of getting my severely aroused prick within their confines. I now wandered over towards the mirror to check out my transformed look.

My upper body looked ridiculous. A big, hairy chest with a lacy red bra almost at breaking point stretched across it. But as my eyes wandered below my waist, the sight of my legs encased in the stockings, elegantly held in place by the straps of the suspenders, with only a small glimpse of flesh at my upper thighs, my bulging balls appearing through the flimsy lace of the tiny panties, and my cock almost at bursting point as it’s tip glistened with pre-cum, pressed up against the patterned lace belt, was a glorious, and incredibly arousing sight. I quickly removed the superfluous bra, and finally put my hand around my cock. It had been several years since I had last adorned female underwear, but absence definitely makes the heart grow fonder. Every slow, deliberate stroke, as I watched myself in the mirror, was almost like a mini orgasm of it’s own.