I have shared my experienceswith others in person and in chat rooms.I have recently felt an urge to share with even more peoplethe wonders and joy I f...lt during my first few times outdressed. This is my first installment.Jinni's First Man Chapter 1As a young boy I had enjoyed many times the feel of silkand nylon as I would dress in my mother's sexy undies andnylons when she was gone. I would rush to her room as soonas she would leave for work or run an errand. This was theextent of my dressing. He pulled me in we started kissing he said that I should take my blouse off but leave my bra on. He said to get down on my knees he forced his cock into my mouth and started to fuck my mouth. He said not to swallow his cum when he shot it in my mouth. That I should spit it onto to my tits and let it soak into my bra which I did. Greg said that he wondered what my boss would say if he knew that I was sitting at my desk with cum all over my tits. I said that my boss has been trying to get a look. ‘I should ask you the same question, Durand.’ He leaned against the table, crossing his muscled arm over his equally toned chest. When she merely glared at him, he chuckled and advanced, grabbing the marker from her and writing the solution beneath the problem. Rachel couldn’t help but gape, managing to wipe the expression away before he turned around, smugly staring down at her. Finding her voice, she lifted her chin and met his gaze. ‘What does it look like? I’m working on calc.’ ‘Why? It’s. “Stand in that corner Angus and think about how actions have consequences and how you’re going to improve yourself. That’s it. Now put your hands on your head. Good lad - now keep your eyes to the front.”I heard her enter the bathroom and close the door but I could hear her using the toilet and then flushing it. A few minutes later and she was back in the bedroom, where I could hear her opening and closing drawers, before she asked me to turn around and face her. She stood with her hands on.