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My Cousin Abegail - The Begining of My Fetish

Copyright© 2008 by Michele Nylons

Chapter 1

True Story Sex Story: Chapter 1 - The opening scenes in "The Silken Family Trap" about my Mom and Sis always being around displaying their nyloned legs whilst Dad was away are true and really enforced my fetish. I did masturbate with their nylons and panties (I wonder now what son or brother hasn't), but I never had sex with them, I did however have sex with cousin; the true story follows

Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/Fa   NonConsensual   Reluctant   Coercion   Blackmail   Heterosexual   True Story   Incest   Cousins   First   Masturbation   Petting   Foot Fetish   Leg Fetish  

I have taken the story "My Story" that I have published elsewhere in other forums and tidied it up a bit, including breaking it up into smaller instalments. It's actually my autobiography and the history of my nylon fetish that led me to Crossdressing. The opening scenes in "The Silken Family Trap" about my Mom and Sis always being around displaying their nyloned legs whilst Dad was away are true (although he was away working not in jail lol) and really enforced my fetish. I did masturbate with their nylons and panties (I now wonder what son or brother hasn't), but I never had sex with them, I did however have sex with cousin; the story follows...

I haven't always been a crossdresser, when I was very young I remember being fascinated by women's legs in nylon stockings (they still wore stockings in those days). I remember being at a friends house, and his mom used to put her son over her lap and rub his back with a soft brush as a form of reward, it was like a soft back-scratch if u like. One day she asked me if I would like a 'rubbing' and of course I said yes. She always wore skirts just above her knee and I noticed she always wore sheer, fully-fashioned nylons (of course I was too young to know what FF nylons were).

She put me over her knee and rubbed my back, which was nice, but better was the feeling of my bare legs (I was in shorts) against her silky nylons. That was the first time ever I remember getting an erection. I don't think she noticed my little stiffy, but I knew then that I was fascinated not only by the touch, but also the feel of nylons.

By the time I was in my teens I had a full-blown nylon fetish; by now women were wearing pantyhose instead of stockings but I still loved nylon encased legs. I had quite a collection of nylons, most of which I got when my Mom or sister discarded theirs; I would wait until no one noticed, then take them out of the bin. I was also wearing nylons a lot when no one was around or when I was in bed. I also masturbated while wearing a pair of pantyhose and then placing a nylon over my cock.

One of my favourite pastimes was visiting my Aunt Mary. She was a single mom who lived alone with her two daughters, and they all wore pantyhose. While my sister was playing with the two girls I would go rummaging in their bins for discarded hose and rifle their laundry baskets for other silken treasures. Then one day I got caught.

Abegail, my eldest cousin was 18, and she was the one that caught me. The three girls had supposedly gone shopping with Aunt Mary, leaving me to my carnal pantyhose pleasures while they were gone. What I didn't know was that Abby had left the others to return home, feigning a stomach upset. But I found out later that she suspected I was tampering with her lingerie and she intended to catch me. She told me later that she had noticed stains on her pantyhose when she washed them and as she was 18, and sexually active, she had good idea what those stains were.

I was by this time, oblivious to the world, hiding in their bathroom wearing a pair of sheer pantyhose and stroking myself through the sheer nylon gusset. Abegail burst through the door and shouted,

"I knew it, you pervert, I knew you were wanking in my lingerie, you fucking little pervert".

I was so scared and embarrassed; here I was standing in her bathroom wearing nothing but a pair of her pantyhose and a hard-on, which by now was quickly deflating. I lost control of my legs and sat down heavily on the toilet seat.

"You fucking nancy boy," she said, "wait until I tell your mom, my mom, your sister, every fucking one that you're a nancy-boy, pantyhose wearing, pervert!"

I was so scared and started begging her, "please Abby, don't tell anyone, I'll do anything you say, I'll stop doing this, I promise!"

I was a pathetic sight standing in front of her naked, grovelling to her. She was standing over me glaring. She was wearing a cute little purple mini-skirt, white blouse and platform heels (this was the 70s remember) and of course, beige pantyhose (beige and white were the mainstay of 70s hosiery).

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