Visiting Auntie

by Jacques Hughes

( Part 1)

 

I forget why I had gone there, but when I was in my late teens I had to go to visit my "auntie". She was about ten years older than I was and very pretty. She lived in a flat. I was there for a long weekend during the college holidays and arrived on the Thursday evening, and slept on a couch in the living room.

On the Friday afternoon I told Auntie that I had to do some homework for college, so she suggested that I did it in her bedroom, as it was quieter. So I did. She cleared a space on he dressing table for me to put my books so I could write, and she left me to it, whilst she carried on with he housework with the radio on. After about half an hour she put he head round the door and told me that she was going out to do some shopping and visit a friend, so I was to be a good boy and get on with my studies, until she got back in a couple of hour's time.

Soon, I needed a break, so I got myself a drink and took it back to Auntie's room and sat on her bed. I looked around me, it was a nice feminine sort of room and I noticed she had some undies drying on a clotheshorse. I got up and felt them. There were panties and bras and tights. There were several pairs of tights, most sheer and tan but also some opaque black ones. I touched them: they were very soft and slinky! I wondered why women wore them and what it was like. So I took a pair of the black tights and put my hand inside. It felt nice on my fingers.

I had the urge to try them on. I quickly took off my trousers and underpants, sat down and carefully put on the black velvet opaque tights, smoothing them up my legs and over my body. Wow, that was incredible!!! I got up and walked around the room, looking at myself in the mirror. I felt and looked so 'sexy' !!

I laid myself out on auntie's bed and started reading some women's magazines that were beside it, looking at the fashion and beauty pages. I was in heaven.

Then the door opened, it was auntie. Her friend had been out so she had come home. 'What are you doing?' she asked, angrily. I jumped up and stood there, wearing my tee shirt and her black tights, containing an obvious erection. My face turned bright red, burning with embarrassment. It was obvious what I was doing!! 'Why are you wearing my tights?' she asked.

'I don't know, I.... just ....wanted to know....what they felt like...I suppose', I mumbled.

'So I see !! I thought I could trust you, and this is what you get up to when I leave you alone. What am I going to do with you?'

'I don't know. I'm sorry. I did not mean to....' I mumbled with embarrassment.

'Do your parents know you do this sort of thing? ... well? Do you think I should tell them?' Auntie asked.

'No!!! Please don't do that! I'm sorry, I don't know why I did it!'

'Well how should I punish you?' she asked as she sat on the chair by the dressing table. 'Come here..... You are not too old to be smacked! Bend over my lap'.

I did. Anything was better than Auntie telling my parents. She rubbed he hands over the tights I was wearing and then started to smack me. It was too much for me! I came in the tights, whilst she smacked me. She told me to stand up and saw what had happened, white sticky come all over the front of the black tights and a wet patch on her skirt. She told me I was disgusting.

'Go and get some tissues.' She wiped her skirt and then took it off, revealing her black sheer tights and black lacy panties. 'Go and put it in the wash basket, by the washing machine. It had better not leave a stain!' she told me.

When I got back, she had picked up my trousers. 'Well, if you like dressing as a woman so much, you won't need these,' she said.

'But....' I was shocked now!

'But what? Would you rather I told your parents? Huh?', she asked.

'No!!'

Auntie walked over to a wall cupboard, unlocked it, put my trousers inside and closed it. She then went to her wardrobe and got out two wraparound skirts; she put one on and then told me to wear the other one. 'Now you will behave yourself and get your homework finished!' she instructed.

Visiting "Auntie" (part 2)

That evening, after our meal, I was watching television, when there was a sudden flash of light. I looked up and realised that Auntie was taking photographs of me. I stood up and shouted at her to stop. The camera flashed again. Then she put it down.

"You had better behave yourself now, or your parents will see these picture of you dressed as a girl!" she said and took the camera into her room.

She returned, bringing the magazines I had been looking at and sat on the sofa next to me.

"I thought you might like to look at these with me," she said, opening one at the fashion page. She turned the TV off with the remote control. "Look at these", she said, pointing to the lingerie in the magazine.

I was embarrassed, and starting to blush. I wanted to say I was not interested, but I could not get away and the truth was that I did find the pictures exciting.

She turned the pages and we looked at the photos together, almost in silence.

"Tell me why you did it", she said.

"I don't know. I guess I was just curious."

"Curious about the tights or did you want to be like a woman?"

"I don't know". This was SO embarrassing. And I was very confused.

"But you like it though, don't you?"

"No!" I replied quietly.

"I think you do.... Lift up your skirt and let me see.... Go on!"

I lifted up the skirt, revealing my nylon-clad thighs.

"Higher!"

I did.

"Now tell me you don't like it! Look at yourself!" Auntie instructed. I looked. We could both see that I had an erection and there was a dump patch on the tights.

"I'm sorry. I've never done this before. I don't know why I did it. But it does feel good." I admitted.

"If you want to dress like a woman, then we had better do it properly. Stand up!"

Auntie went back into her bedroom and came back with a clothing catalogue and a tape measure. She measured my chest, and waist and hips, then compared the measurements with a size chart at the back of the catalogue. "Tomorrow I am taking you shopping. We had better buy you some clothes that fit you properly".

Visiting "Auntie" (part 3)

I could not sleep that night. Perhaps it was because I was in a strange bed. But it was more probably because of the excitement of the day. Auntie had caught me wearing her tights and was going to take me shopping to buy me some of my own. I was so excited. I even wore Auntie's tights in bed. In the morning they were soaking wet from my masturbating. I took them off and put on the skirt Auntie had given me and a sweatshirt.

We had breakfast and then Auntie said it was time to get ready to go shopping. She gave me a pair of her sheer black tights to put on. "Not like that", she said, "you'll make a hole in them - they're very delicate. Sit down and let me help you!" She rolled up one stocking and then told me to put my leg into it and she pulled it up to my knee. The she did the same with the other one. "Now stand up and gently pull them up", she instructed. I did and then she helped me smooth them up my thighs and over my buttocks. "You might want to get your seem straight at the front and make that think comfortable" she said pointing at my erection. And then she went to get changed herself. I sat down and waited nervously, hoping she would not make me wear a skirt when we went out.

She came out of her bedroom and handed me back my trousers. "You had better wear these" she said, "put them on over those tights and then get your shoes." I did as I was told. I started to put my socks on over the tights, "Don't do that!" Auntie instructed. "But what if somebody notices that I am wearing tights in stead of socks" I asked. She lifted up the hem of her skirt revealing that she was wearing black stockings with lacy tops over a pair of shiny tan tights. "Who's going to be looking at your legs?" she asked. She had a point! And I had another hard on!!

She drove me to the shopping mall in her car. We walked in to the shops. The sensation of my trousers rubbing on the sheer tights was incredible. Auntie took me into the hosiery department of a large store. We selected some packs of tights for me to wear - large size so that they would fit me better than Auntie's. The thrill was tremendous - looking at all the different sorts there were, checking the backs of the packets to make sure they were the right size, discussing which to choose with my Auntie.

"I need some new panties and I think that we should get you some too!" Auntie said and we went to the lingerie department. She chose some black lacy thongs for herself. "We had better get something bigger and more practical for you!" she said, selecting some large sized nylon satin panties. One black pair and two white pairs, to last the rest of the weekend. Then we went to pay for them. The assistant pointed out that they were not all the same size. Auntie said that she knew and that they were not just for her. I blushed and hoped that the shop assistant didn't realise that some were for me.

Then I followed Auntie up the escalator to the next shop. I couldn't help looking up her skirt as she stood a couple of steps in front of me! She selected a black skirt and a white blouse for me in one shop, a black nylon nighty in another and some pink mules in a shoe shop. The we went for a coffee.

When we got back to Auntie's flat she said it was time to try on the clothes she had bought me. "Take your trousers off and give them back to me" she took them back into her bedroom and locked them away. "You can have them back if you are good, and remember that if you don't do as you are told I've got those photos of you!"

"Now put on the skirt and blouse to check that we have got you the right size. I didn't think you would want to try them on in the shop!" she said. "Here take these as well", she handed me the bag with the tights and panties. I took them into the spare room, undressed and then put on the clothes we had bought. I put on a pair of the white panties and then took a pair of sheer-to-waist tan tights out of the packet carefully. My tights. My first own pair of tights! I gathered up one stocking and then put my leg in and then did the same with the other. I pulled them up over my white panties and then put the black skirt on. It fitted perfectly and the hem came to just above my knees. I put on the white blouse and the mules.

I went out to show Auntie. "Nice. Turn around .... and again.... now lift up your skirt. Well do you like the outfit?" I admitted that I did. "I think you look very nice. And I bet you feel really sexy", she said as she stroked he hand up my thigh, feeling the glossy nylon of my tights. She could see that I was hard again and the was a damp patch growing bigger on the front of my white panties.

"Sit down and watch TV whilst I get us some lunch. .... No not like that, don't sit with your legs apart when you're wearing a skirt, it's not ladylike! And remember that you must always sit down when you go to the toilet from now on!". I had a lot to learn.

Visiting "Auntie" (part 4)

After lunch, Auntie made me wash the dishes and do some cleaning whilst she made some phone calls.

"We are going out this evening" she announced, "for a meal and then to the ballet. I thought you might like to see some other men wearing tights!"

We sat looking through Auntie's clothes and lingerie catalogues again. She asked me which things I liked. And she told me about the undies she liked to wear.

"Right it is time to get ready, you carry on with the cleaning". She went to her room and I carried on doing the dusting. She came out wearing a black satin basque and black sheer stockings, and black panties. She was carrying a little black dress, "Will this be OK" she asked. I nodded and sneezed. "I hope you are not getting a cold", she said. "No, it's probably the dust", I replied. "I'll get you some vitamin pills anyway ..... here they are only small so you had better have two". Auntie handed me the pills and a glass of water and sat down and watched me take them.

I looked at her, I saw a piece of string poking out of the gusset of her panties. "What are you staring at?" she asked. "I'm sorry, I did not mean to stare. There's something sticking out of your panties."

"Oh that's the string from my tampon tampon. I've just started my period. The string is there so I can pull it out again," she said. "....You do know about women's periods don't you?". I must have looked confused. "Have you ever seen a woman's pussy before?". I shook my head. "Well if you want to dress like a woman, then you had better learn about womens' bodies too". So Auntie sat down and told me all about women's periods. Then she took off her panties and showed me the different parts of her pussy. She opened her pussy lips with her fingers so that I could see the string of the tampon coming out of her vagina.

"If you are going to dress like a woman, then you should know what it is like to have periods too!" She went into her room and came back with two blue boxes and a plastic tube, like a toothpaste tube. She took a white cardboard tube out of the box. "This is the tampon applicator and the tampon is inside it. And this is a tube of lubricating jelly. She sat down and told me to lie across her lap, she lifted up my skirt and pulled down the back of my panties and tights. Then she squeezed some gel on to the end of the applicator and spread the cheeks of my bottom. I felt something cold touch my anus; it made me jump. "Sorry, the gel is a bit cold; just relax". Suddenly she slid the applicator inside me and then pushed the tampon in and pulled the applicator out. She wiped he hand on a tissue and then tugged on the string of my tampon. It was too much for me - I had an orgasm in my panties. "I guess you liked that, huh? Here clean yourself up", she said handing me some tissues. I stood up and pulled down the front of my tights and panties and wiped myself clean. Auntie pulled a panty-liner out of the other box. "Here, you had better wear this too, in case you get too excited at the ballet! Go and get changed and put the panty liner in your panties". I went to my room and put on a clean pair of white panties and some dark brown matt opaque tights. Auntie went and put her dress on and than gave me my trousers and shoes.

Visiting "Auntie" (part 5)

"So did you like the ballet and the meal?" Auntie asked when we got back to her flat.

"Yes I did!"

"And did you enjoy it more because of what you were wearing?"

"Well, yes I did. It was amazing," I replied. We had gone to a restaurant and had a meal. No one had realised that I was wearing panties and tights under my trousers, and I had a tampon in my arse. I could feel it whenever I moved. It was lucky that Auntie had made me wear a panty-liner too, I was so excited but the liner soaked up all the stickiness!

"Have you enjoyed your visit? Would you like to stay here again? "

"Yes, I would like to. It has been very exciting. I've enjoyed doing this?"

"OK, why not visit during your next vacation. I could get you some more clothes to wear. You could stay longer next time."

"That would be nice" I said. "You're not going to tell my parents then?"

"No. It could be our secret. You can be my niece when you are here and dress in sexy clothing. Anyway it's time you put your nighty on and went to bed. Be gentle when you take your tampon out!"

I went to the bathroom, undid my trousers and then pulled my panties and tights down. The panty-liner was wet through. I sat on the toilet and then I took hold of the string of the tampon and tugged. It did not come out but the sensation was amazing. I started to stroke my erect penis and pull on the string at the same time. I soon started to cum; the semen shooting onto my panties and tights which were down around my knees. And as my arsehole expanded and contracted in time to my orgasm I gently pulled the tampon out.

I put my nighty on and came out of the bathroom clutching my wet undies.

"Have you been wanking again, I don't know where you get the energy", Auntie said with a smile. She handed me a bottle of the vitamin tablets, "perhaps you should keep taking these!"

I had enjoyed my visit so much that I did not really want it to end. I wore my pair of black panties and some sheer black tights under my nighty, enjoying the sensations for one last time before I went home.

  

  

  

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