My Favourite Shop: Part 1

by Stevie (Wisconsin)

Many years ago I was driving from work one day, and I nearly crashed as I was staring at a lingerie shop I passed every day. It was old-fashioned, and its window was full of beautiful, silky lingerie in all pastel colors. I used to slow down every time I passed it, yearning to stop, but there were always a few women in there.

One day I finished work very early and was driving home, and as I passed the shop, it was empty, so I could not help myself and parked and was drawn in. The lady of the shop was in her sixties, and she gave me a big smile and looked so nice, a mumsy type. What can I do for you? she asked.

I said I had been passing her shop every day and was thinking of buying some lingerie for my wife. She said, I notice you driving by very slowly, as a lot of men do. She said, Do you know what you want? I said, More or less good. She said, It's Wednesday, and I will be shutting in a few minutes for a half day. She said and turned the key in the door and turned the closed sign around.

She said, It's ok; I will still serve you as I see you nearly every day." I said, Everything looks very soft, as she passed me a pair of big, semi-sheer, pastel peach, granny-type panties. As I felt them, my breathing changed, and she noticed and squeezed my hand. They are for you, aren't they, dear? she whispered as my face reddened. It's OK, she said softly.

I know instantly when a man is turned on by silky soft undies, as my husband loved them and had full collections. Still holding my hand, she said, Come, and led me through a door into her living quarters. Would you like to try some on? I still have all my husband's undies, and he was about your size. I just whispered, Yes, please, coyly.

Don't be embarrassed. What is your name, Stevie? I replied, Well, Stevie, I love to play in lingerie also. She said, You smell lovely, and your long, wavy hair is lovely, as she led me into her apartment and buttoned my shirt. Now slip out of your trousers as she unzipped them, and I stepped out of them. Now your socks. Well, I see you like silky things, as your panties are, but they are men's jockey slips.

Her blouse was white and semi-sheer, showing her bra and slip. She then undid the buttons on her very silky, lovely blouse and slid out of it, then unbuttoned her long skirt, letting it fall away. Wow, I exclaimed, you look stunning as she nestled up to me, putting a finger under my chin, lifting my head, and kissing me so softly.

I had never experienced a kiss like that before, so tender, as I put my hands around her, feeling her softness, her huge breasts pressed against me, smelling like a peach. She put her fingers on each side and slipped them down as my cock came into view. Mmmm, she cooed, nice big thick cock you have. Stevie then opened a drawer and pulled out a big pair of pastel peach

granny panties smoothed them around my face, then knelt before me. Lift your feet as she slowly slid the panties up my legs. mmmmmmmmm, I cooed as the softness enveloped my butt and up over my cock as it thickened and grew until it made a huge tent in them.

Mmmm, such a lovely sight. a huge cock tenting panties as she put her hand inside from one side and smoothed my cock, slowly wanking it in the lovely panties. My juices started to flow as the front of the panties became translucent as she rolled my foreskin, exposing my huge mushroom head, swooning.

She stopped, pulled out a matching bra—let's put this on you—then pulled out a proper pair of big false breasts, slipped them in, followed by a lovely matching suspender belt and tan, fully fashioned stockings as she sat me back on her boudoir chair.

She raised each foot and slowly rolled the stockings up my hairless legs; the feeling was electric as I moaned and groaned. My, you look like you are in heaven, Stevie. Raise your arms. Then she put a long, silky peach slip over my raised arms and let it fall. I shuddered as it slid down over me.

Then she raised her slip and put my hand on her gusset. It was soaking wet as she slid them off, and then she slipped them down over my head as she positioned the gusset over my mouth. Smell and lick my lovely cunt juices, Stevie, she said as she rubbed it over my face. I have missed this since my husband died.

As she slid her hands up the stockings, pulled out my cock, and placed it on her tongue, I said, I have to suck your lovely big cock, licked it, then took the huge head and slipped her lips down over it and sucked it like crazy. OOOOH, I want to sit on your face and suck your cock as I climb back onto her bed. She removed her panties from my head, climbed on me, sat her cunt right over my face, and said, I have a huge clit like a cock. Suck it, Stevie.

Her cunt was huge, covering my face and oozing with her lovely juices as I sucked her big clit as she sucked my cock, riding my face. Then she shuddered as she came, squirting loads of her juice into my mouth as I drank it. I bet you wish that was a real cock, don't you? Mmmmm, yes, I moaned. She moved me with my head over the edge of the bed, sat her big wet cunt over my face, raised my legs over my head, and licked my bud as I wriggled.

Then all of a sudden a huge cock head was at my lips and a huge pair of balls draped over my face. I was taken aback. Relax, she said. My boyfriend loves all this. Also, I was lost in heaven as I opened my mouth and let him slide his big cock in my mouth. A first for me, a cock of my dreams. I loved it sliding down my throat. I think you would like him to fuck you, I said. Ooh, yes, and then she got up and laid back on the bed.

Fuck me, Stevie, and he will fuck you. I slid my cock into her big cunt as I felt lube being applied to my bud, then a huge cock head pressing into me slowly until I was comfortable. Amazing feeling stockinged legs behind me as he fucked me as I fucked her as she kissed me passionately, completely lost in lust as I came in huge spurts, shaking.

I wanted his cum in my mouth as we changed positions as he took hold of my head and fucked my mouth; then a huge spurt of cum filled my mouth, followed by more and more as she also joined me in sucking his cock and sharing his cum. I collapsed onto the bed completely satiated. There she said, That was wonderful, wasn't it? I said, Best moment of my life. Marsha

Was her name? She said, You had better shower, as your hair, face, and butt are covered in lovely juices. I said there is no hurry, as my wife is away for the week in Italy. Marsha said you can stay if you want; it would be lovely for all of us. Then the three of us cuddled and kissed each other so naturally.

Martin, her boyfriend, kissed me so nicely I could not help myself and took hold of his lovely big cock and sank to my knees. I have to suck it again, I cried as it began to grow again as I slipped my head over the huge head, just sucking the head, savoring it for a while. Then Martin said, Better save it for later. I showered and washed my hair.

Marsha said, I have put some clean lingerie and stockings out for you. Would you like to be complete? Can I put rollers in your hair and a lovely scarf in a turban and put makeup on you? OK, I said, beaming. A dream come true! So she sat me in a hairdressing seat, put the curlers in my hair, and put the hair dryer over my head.

It was all too much, sitting there dressed in fabulous lingerie in a full sheer nightie with curlers and all made up with a huge erection tenting the lingerie as the tears rolled down my face. Marsha said, Why are you crying? As they both cuddled into me, I said, I just cannot believe what has happened and the new feelings I have. I wish it could never end.

Then Marsha took out the rollers, brushed my hair, took out a fabulous silky scarf, and put my hair up in a turban, then came in with a lovely flouncy floral dress and said, come step into this, and pulled it up over me and my false breasts and a pair of white stilettos my size. When complete, she said, Come take a look in her full mirror. Wow, I said, I could be a woman.

Part 2 To Follow