Pantyhose Chronicles: Adventures - A History Part (sort of) 3
by Julie Hourglass
if you're under the age of 18 don't read this etc., blah blah... and just so you know .. my looks: 5'7",155, in great shape, great ass and legs, really cute face, usually shaved and/or totally hairless, page boy hair cut when I didn't wear a wig- it is wickedly sexy with lipstick, brown hair, brown eyes... so now you you get a picture of young Julie. These stories mostly took place in my early 20's .. and are true, except I've changed the names.. of course! ******************************************************************************** Thank you for all your responses and positive feedback about my stories. Also hello to my sexy slut friend Chrissy! This one's for you... its another one of my early adventures!
Since I've been to almost every porn theater in New York, I couldn't possibly remember all the various encounters I had but I there definitely was always a "first" time that is worth telling about. There's nothing quite like the first time because the degree of uncertainty is the highest and therefore is the most thrilling, even though later on there may be greater elaborations. There are 3 that come to mind right off. One was in Times Square and two were in the Bronx.
This was another springtime adventure that was quite memorable. It happened shortly after my first adventures to the Earle in Queens. At the time, I was living in a loft with 3 roomates. Two of them were guys and one was a rather hot young lassie who often stayed at her boyfriend's place. Luckily my roomate was very fond of nice lingerie, primarily black in color. Her size was around 5'6" and she was perhaps 110 lbs. so her clothes fit me snuggly but well. Among my favorite items in her drawers were tiny black panties and sheer black thigh high stockings. In fact she had several pairs, making it easier for me to borrow them undetected. At this time I didn't actually own my own feminine items but shortly after that I started to accumulate a variety of sexy and cute outfits to wear. Anyway, at the time I was working nights in a restaurant and had returned from work around 11pm. It was a weeknight and so it wasn't very busy and we closed early. During the evening I had a couple of drinks which really relaxed me alot, and my secret thoughts began to imagine a visit to an adult theater I knew of on 49th between Broadway and 7th Ave. Anyway, after finishing and saying good night to my friends - they were going out after hours - I walked home, knowing that I had something a bit more offbeat in mind. I ran up the stairs to the loft and found the place totally dark. Everyone was either out or asleep so I walked past my roomates room and found the door open. I quickly slipped in and found her small white bureau top drawer where her precious delicate lingerie was kept. I quickly scooped out the panties, bra and thigh highs.
Since I was already in such a horny mood, I wasted no time getting to my room and removing my clothes to put on the panties and thigh highs. It was dark in the loft but there was light from the streetlights just outside that cascaded across my room so it was fairly easy to roll the sexy thigh high stockings up my smooth legs. I could barely contain my hard boy clitty when I stepped into the panties and put my light spring pants back on. Next I took off my shirt and put on the lacy black bra and I put some soft cloth material in to form some smallish breasts. This was very exciting since I would be walking out the door with round mounds pushing at my shirt, and I'd have to be careful not to be seen dressed this way by my neighbors, so I didn't want to attempt having much larger full round breasts. I did have a pair of dark blue pumps with 5" heels that looked super hot, so I put them in my bag. As far as makeup, I used some of my roomates foundation as a touchup and some very subtle lipstick. I didn't want to look "madeup" for my adventure to this theater, since I hadn't gone there dressed before, and again, I didn't want to be noticed by neighbors. Anyway, after donning my skimpy horny attire, I dashed out the door into the cool of the night to catch a cab to Times Square. Soon I was in the back seat of a cab zooming uptown to 49th Street. The feel of my flimsy baggy pants touching the bare flesh between my thights and panties was very arousing on the bumpy cab ride uptown. Since it was a bit late in the evening, traffic was moving and I arrived at my horny destination quickly, gently rubbing my boy clitty the whole way there. I paid the cabby and popped out of the cab in front of the theater.
The ticket window was facing outside, so I bought a ticket and walked in through the turnstile and began going up the narrow red carpeted stair case to the second floor where the theater was. At the top of the stairs was a very cozy red carpeted lobby where presumably some patrons would purchase popcorn.. and soda etc. Actually the overall feeling of this theater was warm and comfortable in the lobby area. The actual theater area was designed with one main aisle to right which created a large middle section and a very short one on the left which stopped after a bout 6 rows because hall was slanted and in the back of the 20 or so rows were several short rows of about 5 seats each with access for the entire row on the right aisle, while the furthestmost seat met the wall. This is where I chose to sit. After walking through the entrance doors, I saw that there were 4 or 5 guys scattered around the theater, but none in the back. I made my way to one of the last rows, my heart pounding with excitement about what may happen, but not sure what or how just yet. I took a seat at the end of the 3rd row from the back which was near the rear exit, so once again, being new to this degree of vulnerability, I needed to know how to get out. Since I was still wearing my boy clothes, I didn't attract attention when I entered. Soon I was relaxing and watching an excellent porno. Some kind of sex scene with blonds at a pool and maybe Ron Jeremy was there too... not sure, but he was sure in a lot the films around that time.
I noticed a tall man wearing a bulky coat walking up the aisle toward my row. He stopped at the end of my row, and paused. He stood about 6"5" and was quite large, but looked fairly well groomed. A girl can't be too careful. I didn't want to stare at him, after all this was New York and porn theaters are not known for attracting luxuray class individuals... which is exactly why I liked going there! He then sat down in the seat at the end of the row. Now my heart was pounding very strongly. I felt like he was checking me out, but I still wasn't sure. Then he pulled out his cock and started stroking it, while watching both me and the movie. He took lingering looks at me, then at the movie. He was waiting to see if I would pull out my clitty, or make a move on him. I couldn't tell if he was dangerous or not yet, so I sat there just like a litte sissy girl and waited. Little did he know that I had very little experience with men , but that I liked to show off like a naughty girl and wear sexy clothes. But what would be his response? Then I heard him say something in a low whisper, and he moved a seat closer to me. He kept stroking his hard cock. This made me a bit nervous because I couldn't make out what he said. Then I heard him say it again. He said, "Let me see your cock." I was struck by that. It was a very direct command and request. Perhaps the invitation I was waiting for had arrived. Now a sudden rush of horniness began to overtake me and I said, "I'm wearing nylons and panties would you like to see them?" His response was immediate and welcoming. He placed his left hand on my knee and started caressing it through my pants while stroking his cock with his right hand and he said, "Yeah, lets see 'em." He seemed nice enough at this point...
He was older and clearly more experienced, for his left hand appeared to be as deft as his right hand. It was clear to me this wasn't the first knee he'd caressed in such a way, and that just made it all that much easier to unzip and quickly remove my flimsy pants to reveal the sexy black thigh highs and panties I was wearing. I slowly bent over to completely remove my pants and placed them in my bag. Now I wanted to put my sexy heels on too, so I pulled them out and showed them to him, and asked if he'd like to see me wear them too and he said, "yeah, they look nice, yeah put 'em on." Now I really felt hot. Here was this man who was decent looking and gentle, encouraging my sluttiness and all the while caressing my legs and clittly with increasing fervor. I was now getting totally aroused. I slowly pulled up one sexy leg after the other to place a sexy heel on each foot, careful to give him access to my clitty at every point. His touch was gentle, firm and commanding all at once. After I put my strappy sandals on put my legs back down on the floor. My legs looked exquisite. He was now using both of his hands to caress my sexy thighs, teasing my upper thighs as he expertly manipulated my boy clitty. He was breathing heavily as he leaned in my direction and whispered how nice my legs looked and felt. He asked me how often I came to that theater, and noted that he'd never seen me there before, and wouldn't I like to join him here again.
I was really enjoying his company and began to relax back into the deep seat a bit more gradually bringing my right leg up over his leg so that my thigh was resting on his, but my foot was dropped between hes legs so that my thigh was rubbing against his hard cock. He really liked that, and asked me to raise my butt up so that he could access my pussy with his right hand. He pushed my little black panties aside and insinuated his finger into my pussy and began pushing it in and out. He was fucking my pussy with his finger and stroking my boy clitty at the same time. I was oooohing and aaaaahing and purring like a little slut. We were both watching the action on the screen and relaxing into a nice groove. I was suprised by how comfortable I felt, and he repeatedly said how much he was enjoying himself as he pleasured me. His cock was insistently rubbing against my sexy nylons and then it started to get extra hard and to pulse. He began to buck his hips more forcefully against my thigh and soon he was squirting his cum all over my leg and stroking my boy clitty even more quickly so as to make me cum in no uncertain way. He made me squirt my creamy juices all over his hand as he massaged my g-spot while holding tightly to my boy clitty.... it was so good. Soon we were chatting and relaxing. If I could have had a cigarette I would have. He wanted to meet me there again the next night but I ended up going to do something else quite naughty.. afterward, I jumped in a cab and went home.