Kindly contributed by Evelyn Kiss <stocking77@hotmail.com>
Making Contact - true story...

Before I was married I had a whole trunk full of delicious sexy undies 
and I even used to go to sleep fully dressed and wake up with an 
enormous hard on, but I always wanted to try on real live women’s 
lingerie, stockings etc., and I once stole some from a launderette dryer 
to fulfil my fantasy !!!!

I used to buy a couple of those contact mags and wank over the TV pics, 
dreaming that I might just meet up with another person like me. Then one 
day I saw an ad inviting interested parties to go and see a man (Arthur) 
in Charlton and parade around in his wife's undies. I wrote to him and 
eventually phoned him and arranged to meet the following week.

He was much older than me (about 60 to my 34) and he only wanted to 
please me, I didn't have to do anything to him. He showed me into the 
bedroom and told me to put on anything of his wife’s and then go into 
the front room where he would be waiting. I remember going through her 
draws and wardrobes and thinking "Wow, this is really fucking great" She 
had the most wonderful array of sexy lingerie all in a size 12 (I also 
saw a picture of her on the dressing table, she was about 30, of Thai 
origin and extremely good looking) I put on a black satin suspender 
belt, matching panties and bra and a red lycra mini dress ( I had my own 
stockings with me) and I then walked into the front room where Arthur 
was sitting, naked, but for a pair of white satin panties. He made me 
parade around the room, bending over now and then and touching myself. I 
felt enormously horny and my ever hardening prick was poking out of the 
top of the panties. Then as I walked by him once more, he grabbed me, 
put me across his knee and spanked me quite hard (Ooooh it was 
wonderful!!). Turning me over Arthur then took me into his mouth and 
gave me the most wonderful sucking, but before I could cum, he told me 
to change again. This time I chose white satin suspenders, French 
knickers and bra and went back again for more. I did the same parading 
again, but this time my pre cum was staining the panties and I was eager 
to cream my load somewhere very soon. He again spanked me and this time 
pulled the knicks down and thrust his tongue into my hot hole (Wow!! I 
love that!!) I was by now aching to unload my semen and he took me in 
his mouth once again, thrust  a finger into my arse and this time I came 
(in buckets!!) the hot liquid running down his chin and onto the 
knickers.  Arthur then took my knicks off and sucked the cum from them, 
wanking furiously all the time. I returned to the bedroom to get dressed 
and when we said our goodbyes, he put a delicious pair of black net see 
thru' panties into my hand, saying that his wife would not miss them. (I 
put them on in the toilet on the train and had a delicious wank!!)

We never met again, but I remember that as a very clear indication of 
what really turns me on and that is wearing real women's undies while 
they're out. I've done that a couple of times since, including famously 
at a party, when I sneaked into the hostesses bedroom, grabbed some sexy 
knickers and went into the bathroom for a wank. 

Evelyn xxx