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Older Sister's Nylons Ch. 01
OLDER SISTER'S NYLONS CH. 01
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Sharon discovers her younger brothers fetish.
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This took place in 1966. A time when the fashion called for women too
wear girdles, garters, and shiny ultra sheer reinforced heel and toe
nylons, spiked heel pumps/mules daily! A time when my fetish for nylons
was young and in full bloom!

You little pervert! I jumped up, dropped the high heel pump in my hand
that I had held over my nose and I turned around and found my beautiful
older sister, Sharon standing in her bedroom doorway with her arms crossed.

I froze and was speechless. I thought I was safe and alone in the house.
With my Mom having to work on Saturday's and I believed my sister had
left to go shopping with her girlfriend. In my mind I had a couple of
hours to myself.

Caught up in my excitement, obsession, and in need for sexual release I
did not even hear my sister Sharon open the front door down stairs and
come up the carpeted stairs to her room.

I felt my heart pounding in my chest and could feel my face turning beat
red with embarrassment. I started to stammer and stutter trying to find
words of forgiveness praying and begging to keep this from Mom. There I
was in my sister's bedroom, on her floor with many of her stockings and
heels around me jerking off with one of my sister's nylon stockings
pulled over, up and around my hard cock. Adding to my humiliation, I was
also wearing a pair of her stockings and smelling one of her spiked heel
pumps.

"How long were you standing...." I stuttered.

"Never mind that!" she snapped before I could finish my question. "Long
enough to see my little pervert brother getting ready to cum on my
stockings!" She yelled, her face turning red.

Sharon was loving but also always very strict, and almost cruel with me
in her demanding ways. I knew I was in for it!

"I knew it! I knew you were getting into my nylons! I found some snags and
pre-cum stains on my nylons you little stocking pervert! I knew if I
snuck back
home I would catch you! Oh my god your wearing my stockings and
smelling my heels!" she cried.

I see you always looking at my legs and feet and running into the
bathroom to jerk off! Then always finding my nylons in my drawer a mess
and my new ones not folded right in the boxes. I knew it I just knew
it!" she repeated.

As she slowly walked into the room toward me I pulled off her stocking
that was over my hard-on letting it fall to the floor. I tried to cover
up my erection with both hands and felt the nylons I was wearing fall
and gather below my knees. Her ultra sheer nylon legs swished, and the
sunlight from the bedroom window made them sparkle as she walked toward
me; her ankles wiggled from her pointed toe, tall, black, four inch
stiletto, spiked heels as they dug deep into the carpet.

As she approached me, I stepped backward until I was up against her
dresser with her blocking my exit from her room. She stopped and stood
with her hands on her hips and her legs spread slightly. Wearing those
tall four inch spiked heels she stood taller than I did, which added to
the power that she knew she had over me in my submissive, begging for
mercy state. She was dressed in her usual sluty style that she was known
for, and it always gave me boners. Her skirt was so tight I could see
the marks of her garter tab welts and knew where her stocking tops
ended. Her skirt being so short I could just start to see the beginning
of her shiny black stocking tops even though she wore very long stockings.

Just turning eighteen I was dealing with my life long passion and fetish
for nylons.
My older sister did not help my obsession. She was nineteen looking like
twenty four, tall, drop
dead gorgeous with legs of a model. She was always getting into trouble
with our
Mom about the way she dressed but did not care. And loved the attention
she was
getting from all the men. Her best friend, Sue dressed the same and both
of them had a bad reputation already for being sexually active. Between
my sister Sharon and Sue, both of them drained me. If I was not jerking
off to my sister's legs I was jerking off to the thought of Sue's.

She starred at me up and down and she was close enough for me to smell
her perfume and the hair spray in that classic tall beehive hairstyle
she wore. With her heavy dark eyeliner I could see her eyebrow rise and
the stern frown on her face turn into a more controlling smile.

"Please," I begged, "you're not going to tell Mom are you? I'll do
anything!"

"Anything?" my sister asked.

"Yes please, anything your ask, Sis!" I promised.

My sister removed her arms from her hips and pointed one finger at me.

"Your mine! You hear me your mine! You owe me big time! From now on you
do as I command! Half of your allowance is mine for doing these nasty
things to my stockings and you will buy all of my nylons from now on!
You understand me?"

"Yes, oh yes I understand! Anything you want I promise!" I whimpered in
front of her.

"Good, we understand each other then!" she said.

With that same controlling look on her face she turned and walked to one
of her dresser drawers and fumbled for a moment through her lingerie
pulling out a black short open bottom girdle. It had 6 garters attached
to it with a side zipper.

She walked back over to me and held it out on one of her fingers and
said "Finish!"

I stammered once again with question to her offering.

"Finish jerking off in front of me you little nylon pervert! I want to
see you cum, I want to laugh at your male weakness for my stockings and
heels!"

She looked at my stockings now hanging lose around my ankles. "If your
are going to wear my stockings you must wear them right. Put this girdle
on, and don't act like you never have worn it before. I have found some
crusty pre-cum stains on it. I know you have been into my lingerie
drawer's before.

"Well, haven't you?"

With my face still red I lowered my head not to look into her eyes,
"Yes, yes I have!" I confessed.

"Good" she said dropping the garment out of her fingers to the floor.
"Do as your are told Sissy! I think I am actually going to enjoy this!"
she smiled and laughed at me.

She turned and sat on the bed and slowly crossed her smooth nylon legs; the
room filled with the swish sound of her black stockings crossing against
each other. Her skirt was so short as she sat crossing her legs, the
stocking tops came into full view exposing her metal garter clasps and
black tabs holding her stocking tops so smooth and taunt. She did not
even try to pull her skirt down and then let her spiked heel slip off
her nylon heel and dangle on her toes. She bounced her foot up and down
and the sight of her smooth high arches and the
dark reinforced heel of her stocking foot was giving me an instant hard
on again.

"Hurry I don't have all day!" she said.

I turned my back to her to hide my erection as I went to pick up the girdle.

"No, No turn around and let me see everything! Let me see your little
sissy hard-on!"

I slowly turned to her and felt my heart pound in my chest with
excitement as well as a state of embarrassment. I removed my hands for
the first time in front of her and exposed my cock. I picked up the
girdle and slipped my stocking feet threw the girdle opening and pulled
it up and over my now full erection. As the smooth but firm girdle
touched my hard shaft I gasped for a moment at the cool satin touch. As
it slid up higher my hard dick sprang out back into the open and stood
up firm, erect and tall against the black satin front panel of the
girdle. I loved the feel of her girdle on me as it shaped and hugged my
ass so tight.

My sister's eyes opened wider and she starred at my excitement. I
reached over and zipped up the side zipper, I reached down and pulled
one, then the other shiny, black, ultra
sheer stockings up my leg to the garters and hooked them as I have done
so many times before. My sister pointed to a pair of her black 4" mules
that I had out laying on the floor.

Sis snapped, "Now the heels too!"

I held on to the top of the dresser as I slipped my feet into the tall
thin mules, the feeling of the smooth cool leather soles of the heels
against the silky nylon soles of my feet was something I loved. As I
stood facing her now wearing her black nylons and the tight girdle I
almost felt weak in the knees. My ankles were shaking from the tall thin
stiletto heels as I tried to keep my balance on the thick bedroom rug.

I could feel the start of a little pre-cum as my cock strained upward
against the smooth satin girdle panel. My balls ached and I felt as if I
could just shoot ropes of cum into the air without even touching my cock.