I'd told Jenny about my fantasies one night, after having a wee bit too much to drink. I'd confessed that I'd like to try the other side once during ...eighbors' Night Out. Apparently she'd been more sober than I'd thought and had listened to me. This was her way of making that fantasy come true. "Do the guys know?" I asked. "Yes, but don't worry. They all know you well enough not to really care. Relax! This is your birthday, so you just let us take care of everything and enjoy what. "No!" cried Charles aloud. "Everyone stop fucking right now!"Everyone stopped moving. Everyone that is, except for Clyde Walker. Clyde winced with pain."What the fuck?" Clyde screamed out in surprise, clutching his forehead as he did.Charles was surprised as well. He was surprised to see Clyde respond to his command like that. It made him wonder. He was also surprised by what he saw behind Clyde. Someone else had winced in pain, someone who had been hiding behind the curtains. The pain had. But with a major pantyhose fetish that I felt I had to hide. That led to some crazy times when I was either a) home alone, or b) babysitting or something where I had access to the lady of the houses' pantyhose drawer. So that's my backstory and now I want to talk about the beginning; all the way back to my c***dhood. Then I'm going to put some pantyhose on and start writing of the 'milestone' pantyhose happenings of my life. Most all of them are with girls. However, since I was 'alone with my. ” Craig took her by the hand and led her to the bathroom.Shawn came over to me and knelt down. He leaned forward and started to lick and suck my tits. His touch was gentle, giving me goose bumps. I felt his hand on my thigh and he moved it toward my pussy. He slid his fingers in and curved them up searching for my pleasure spot. His thumb was softly stroking my clit, which was now so sensitive. I felt like there was a connection between my erect nipple and my clit! Oh, he’s good! I could feel.