Continuing Where We Left Off Part 2

After our initial escapades leading to some bedroom activity we were at a place where we were closer than friends but not totally a couple. She was still living with her partner but she looked for avenues to call it quits and leave him, but the nature of their relationship proved some difficulties, so she wanted to take her time. She had me as her comforting friend in need, which he was told was a girlfriend she visited now and then. He didn’t care what she did anyway, so we could continue our newly discovered friendship. Although we didn’t go the full length as we did that night we still shared our secrets and everyday problems. 

But there was one thing I hadn’t shared yet, and that was my affection for female clothing like swimsuits and pantyhose. I wasn’t sure how she’d react to it and even talking about it made me feel like a pervert and not normal…so I kept it to myself for now, enjoying it in solitude. Still I kept fantasising about telling her and what could happen. 

If I was lucky. 

One afternoon I decided to have some time with a pair of black pantyhose by myself. I got undressed and began to touch myself, especially over my shaved dick. I put on the black, shimmering nylon leg wear, let my hands run up and down over the smooth silky fabric, seeing how the contours of my legs was enhanced by the black colour leaving lighter areas where the light fell on them. One thing is to see it worn by others but another altogether is to wear it myself, feeling the light yet tight encasement on my skin. My cock was by now already rock hard and leaking its precum making a wet patch at the front of the garment, I let both hands slide over it and gently rub on the tip of it, increasing the sensation even more. I touched it but not directly, there was a thin layer of super soft nylon embracing my hard on perfectly. I tugged the pantyhose feeling it digging into my crotch, trying to visualise how it would feel if a woman did it rubbing against her mound…slightly parting them and touch the sensitive spot. That was - and is - my fantasy, not the person wearing them but what they can do with them. 

I let my hands run up and down my legs, holding my feet as I rubbed my fingers lightly over them, as the other hand was holding my aching stiffness feeling the smooth shaved skin underneath the black silky nylon. I was so aroused I couldn’t hold back anymore and went for it. I pulled out my dick from its confinement and it came free, with a long drop of liquid coming from it. My skin was all wet from the precum, and the pantyhose had a lovely wet patch on it, I licked my finger and tasted the liquid…it just gets me going every time. Just one more taste…I squeezed the shaft and got a huge drop emerging, got it on my finger and took it in my mouth. Just so tasty.. I pulled the pantyhose back on, repeated and let the precum really soak the fabric before I rubbed the tip with my finger. I closed my eyes and was about to let out a deep moan of pleasure, and I heard it before I had done it. 

That didn’t sound right I thought, what was going on?

I suddenly realised what had happened. My friend had come by, let herself in and walked in on me right in the middle of what until then was a secret. I’m not sure who was more surprised, me on the bed wearing women’s underwear or the woman seeing me wearing it and going to town on myself. But as I was about to reach for the covers she waved her hand as in not to do it. She didn’t say anything but slightly stumbled towards my chair in the corner and sat down on it. Her eyes was fixated on me and mumbled out that I had to keep going. I did as she said, moved my hands down to my dick and continued where I left off. Now I let out the moan I had tried to earlier and I could hear her take a sharp breath as I touched myself. I pulled out my stiffness again and slowly began to pull it as I was rubbing my other hand over the gusset of the pantyhose. What a feeling this was…absolutely incredible being urged to keep going by a woman while I was jerking off in women’s underwear.

“I walked in on you…sorry, but couldn’t help it…Hope you’re not upset or anything but I couldn’t resist watching…boy this is so hot…”

She was trying to speak as she couldn’t sit still. 

“Just keep doing what you’re doing…don’t know why but this is just an unbelievable turn on..”

Her hand went straight into her pants as the other was desperately trying to pull them down. I watched as she fought herself way out of the leg wear and revealed her blue panties with a massive wet spot on them. Her hand found its way into them, and she let out a huge sigh as she began to masturbate herself. I shifted my focus over to myself and began to jerk off for the last home stretch, one hand pulling and the other feeling the soft nylon. I became more vocal, groaning and moaning as I felt the climax start to build up, moving around a little more, and a little more, just feeling relief of once more being free to do what I do and enjoy what I enjoy together with someone else. 

Suddenly I felt her hand on my leg rubbing it, moving further up to my crotch and being placed right over the soft gusset. I looked up and she was sitting next to me, with one hand on her mound rubbing it and the other rubbing me. As she was doing to herself right then. A thought crossed my mind that this is how she would have done it in my situation. This was almost too much for me, I pulled out all the stops and went for it. I threw my head back as I felt I was beginning to shake uncontrollably, gripping the bedsheets as I was pulling my dick like crazy. I glanced over to her, she was half way lying on my bed and rubbing me and herself under her panties. But when she grabbed my leg and began to lick it, that’s when I lost it. 

I felt it building up, the familiar pull deep inside of me like a slingshot being pulled for a powerful shot. I could feel her tongue going up and down my shin just making it even more intense, and I could hear how wet I was. Or maybe it was her wetness I could hear, because I could see in the corner of my eye her panties was moving up and down, and the wet patch had turned into a sopping wet stain. The climax came after what felt like an eternity, I pumped out a huge white load on my stomach as my dick convulsed almost in cramps. I was flooded with an orgasm way past I’d expect, almost yelling as I came. It wouldn’t stop, it was so powerful I had sperm up to my chest, and my dick felt as if it was rupturing in my hand. Now I heard her, and her pussy, coming in a huge climax too. She squeezed my leg and actually slightly bit me as she came, burying her hand inside her vagina. I could see she was squirting, juices were protruding through the soaked panties as she was buckling on the bed, almost shaking. Her hand was grabbing her labia as if she was forcing out the last waves of her orgasm, moaning out loud. 

Now the secret was out, not the way I thought it would but I wasn’t too worried. She told me next time she came over she could just as well be wearing pantyhose too..