Chapter 2 - A new level of excitememnt

12:10 am Sunday, 27^th August, 2017

satinmoniquebasildon

When I did, my cock got even harder, and after a few strokes and almost to the point of cumming, I looked at the other clothes she left there... that blouse..white, smooth, shiny.. I didn't think it would fit me and trembling inside with excitement, I slipped it on.. I was so surprised that it fit me! Jackie was a size 14, quite a big built girl, not fat..in fact she was gorgeous...but this fitted me..so I did the little buttons up on the cuffs and the one behind my neck and just looked at myself in the mirror on my cupboard door and run my hands over the material, over my chest, arms.. I even nuzzled my mouth to my shoulder and kissed the satin! My cock was almost exploding and I hadn't even touched it after putting the blouse on..it was dripping precum and my hand moved down and lightly brushed its tip feeling the warm wet precum on my fingers.. then for some unknown reason I put it to my lips...and then got more, all over my fingers and sucked them, licking the juice off.. I then started to stroke and BANG! My spunk shot out like water from a fire hose.. all over the mirror.. when I see the cum running down the mirror something made me go to my knees and lick it off.. I'd never tasted my own cum before and was almost overwhelmed as I lapped it up, all the while still milking my cock. When I had finished cumming I sat back on the bed.. my emotions were all over the place and as I looked at myself in the mirror I felt sort of disgusted and guilty for what I'd done, so I pulled the clothes off as quickly as I could and shoved them back in the cupboard, almost slamming the door, ashamed of what I'd done. I quickly ran out to the bath room and washed myself.. I think I was trying to wash the perversion off. I wasn't a poof! I'm not queer! These things were rushing through my head. I was really worried that there was something terrible wrong with me and vowed to myself I'd never do it again. So much for that vow.. a day or so later, the thoughts wormed their way back into my head.. and when they did a warm feeling spread from the pit of my stomach...the stirrings of excitement...my cock tingled at the thought of wearing that satin and stockings etc. again...As the days went by, the feelings got much stronger and I eventually gave in to my craving again as soon as I got home from school. My Dad was still at work and wouldn't be in for another hour at least so I went to my room, closed the door, stripped off and got the clothes from the wardrobe.. this time adding Jackie's silky knickers...she had also left a pair of kitten heels too ..black.. very pointy toes.. and... I thought I'd try them on. She was a UK size 6 and I, having ridiculously small feet, was a size an 7 and a half.. I still managed to squeeze the shoes on. They were agony but I ignored the pain. I then strutted around the room, walking backwards and forwards in front of the mirror, hands on hips, trying to walk with a wiggle like a sexy woman. My cock was bulging against the silky knickers.. and precum was oozing out and soaking them.. I stopped in front of the mirror and started to run my hands over the satin, then I sat on the bed and stroked my hands up my stockings as I'd seen women do in the movies when they're smoothing them.. I was so ridiculously turned on.. I didn't realise it, but I was more turned on then than I would have been if Jackie was there wearing it all for me.. needless to say I masturbated and came profusely.And this was how it went on...me getting the urge, dressing as soon as I could, masturbating, cumming and feeling terribly guilty afterwards.. although, the guilt had started to wane gradually as I kind of accepted it was my little secret, and so long as I didn't get caught.. where was the harm?

I still thought it was wrong on so many levels.. but I was sort of accepting it was my 'dark side'. As time went on, I managed to get Jackie to buy even more stuff to leave at my house, satin skirts, dresses, lingerie and so on, until I'd built up quite a collection of her clothes in my wardrobe, some of which I still have today!

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