Another of my continuing adventures with stockings. My wife had decided that she preferred black men to me. I am the one to blame for it but it has all worked out for the best.
I have always had the most intense fetish for stockings, garterbelt and spiked heels. A couple from suburban Philadelphia started to correspond with me after my divorce with my wife. They wrote the most incredible letters about stockings and garter belt and I became obsessed with corresponding with them.
Walt and Nancy were both BI-sexual and Walt was also a transvestite. They would write stories about their swinging experiences with other men and couples. Some of their letters were 12 pages long and I could not wait to get a letter from them. They loved to be with others who had a passion for stockings. Walt asked if we could get together for a drink. I was all for it.
We met at small cocktail lounge that was central to both of us. I was a bit nervous when I saw them sitting at a small table in the corner but right off the bat they made me feel comfortable.
Walt was very slender, 5' 9" and 150 lb. Nancy was not very attractive but she had a body that you dream about. She had 36C breasts and a 22-inch waist but what really turned me on was her legs that was encased in black reinforced heel and toe nylons with five inch spiked sandals. She saw me looking right at her legs as I walked up to them.
I started to get a hard on before I sat down. After a few drinks we shared our experiences about stockings and swinging, I told them about my ex and her adventures. I also told them my fondness for cum. It was easy to see that we all had the same passions and they asked if I would like to join them at a local motel, which I agreed immediately.
Walt wanted to dress before Nancy and I arrived. He had told me at the table that under his suit he was wearing the same stockings that Nancy had on and the appropriate lingerie but he wanted to put on makeup and his dress. He suggested that Nancy and I give him about an hour while we got to know each other better.
As he left, he suggested that I move next to Nancy and enjoy the scenery.
While we talked Nancy took my hand and placed on her silky thighs and allowed me to stroke her nylons as we talked. I thought I would come in my pants as we talked.
She asked me if I had ever had sex with a man before and I told her no but that I had fantasized many times that I loved watching She-male videos. She told me how much she loved to see Walt with another man while he was dressed and how much he looked like a woman.
After about 45 minutes, she called the motel and said that we can go. As we got into my car, she hiked her dress up just to make sure I was in the mood for fun when we arrived. There was really no need as I was heightened sexually more than I had ever been before but it did not prevent me form continuing to stoke those gorgeous legs encased in those sheer black stockings.
As we pulled up to the motel, Nancy grabbed by cock and said I hope it's full because it will be empty when we are done.
Seeing Walt as we entered the room I was stunned. I could not believe this was the same man I was talking to less than an hour ago in a bar. He was wearing a red spandex dress with red 5" mules and short blonde wig. What lovely and sexy creature. Nancy went over and sat next to him on the bed and they kissed each other passionately as they stroked each otherβs nylons.
I just stood there and watched. This was one of the most erotic sights I had even seen. It was just like two sexy women dressed as I always fantasize putting on a show for me.
Walt asked me to come to them and they unbuckled by pants to release my cock and they both started to lick and suck it. They took turns taking me into their mouths and Walt took me deeper into his mouth than I have ever been taken before. It was true that men suck better.