Self-conscious Shopping for nylons.

I had cycled to my local Indian superstore to buy some Pantyhose/tights for myself.

This always had me feeling nervous excitement and left me a bit jittery and clumsy.

I was wearing a pair of shiny sheer pantyhose under my trousers, and the constant sliding of material against material was extremely stimulating and erotic. Luckily my long top covered my constant erections.

I pulled into the car park locked up my bike and went straight to the isle where the pantyhose were on display. It made me feel self conscious but excited looking at the lovely nylon covered legs on the packages. It was my secret fetish, but I felt like everyone new it, and were watching me. I walked along the isle with my gaze firmly fixed on the shelving, picking up the ones I wanted and putting them in to my basket.

I didn't notice a heavy box with some other products by my feet and walked straight into it tripping and falling awkwardly.

A big Indian man is immediately next to me helping me stand up.

How could I have not noticed him either?

As he pulls me up I find that I can't put weight on my left leg due to pain in my ankle.

The man is extremely apologetic saying "sorry, sorry, sorry,"

As I sit down onto the box he asks me where it hurts, and I say" I think I have twisted my ankle."

He immediately and assertively lifts my foot and trouser leg and I'm aware that my nylon covered leg must be obvious, and I feel myself embarrassingly turning red.

"Please don't blame me for this accident" he says "you can keep the contents of your basket as an apology" he continues

"How did you travel here?" he asks, and I tell him that I cycled.

"Please let me drive you home in our van. You can put your cycle in the back."

That would be very kind, yes, thank you." I reply.

As we set off in his van he say's that his house is very close and offers me tea and chat there, so he can make sure that I'm ok and there is no bad feeling towards him.

I assure him that it was just a clumsy accident on my part and he has been very kind and that I don't blame him at all. Inside I'm still feeling very embarrassed about the whole situation. Although I do feel definite warmth towards him, and I think he looks sort of cuddly in his pattered wool jumper, so I impulsively say "that would be nice, thanks"

Almost as soon as we departed we arrive at his house. It's a smart semidetached 1970's build in a respectable looking street.

He walks to the door and I hop behind him and we enter. It's full of Indian ornament decorations and colours and it's very difficult to know where to look. But has a very cozy feel with a faint incense aroma in the air.

He helps me to the living room and places me in a very plump sofa.

"Would you like tea coffee, or I have some very nice Feni." he asks.

"I don't know what Feni is but I do like to try different things." I reply.

He almost immediately produces a glass and bottle and pours me a little into the glass. He hands me the glass and I try it.

"That's very nice I say, it tastes strong, a little like vodka."

He takes the bottle and pours a good amount more into my glass.

"Would you like some orange juice with it?" He asks,

And I say "Yes thank you"

He goes to get the juice and comes back with a bottle of juice and a glass of drink for himself.

In the mean time I had drank some more Feni and could feel a warm glow come over me.

"Now let's have another look at your ankle" He says

"There's no need" I reply, but he already lifted my foot pulled off my shoe and was inspecting my nylon covered foot and ankle.

"Hmm I see no swelling. Does it hurt when press here, here or here" He said as he gently presses in different parts of my ankle. Then he starts doing the same to my foot. "How about here, or here, you have very nice feet, and I think the pantyhose in your basket were for you weren't they? He continued. There was no point in denying it, and the alcohol had made me feel very submissive to him, plus I didn't want to deny it anymore. So I nod sheepishly.

He now was rubbing and massaging my foot and straying up my leg saying "very nice, very nice indeed" I felt like putty in his hands as he said "I'm sure after all this drama you would like to lie on my bed upstairs for a rest whilst I rub your injuries better?"

I think I would have agreed to almost anything at this point, so I just nodded again. He helped me up and picked me up into his arms. I don't remember ever feeling so safe and cared for. He felt so strong as he effortlessly carried me up the stairs and placed me on the bed.

"Now let us take these trousers off as they are just in the way."

I do as I'm told and undo the buttons as he pulls them down and away. My long top was covering my erection and the pantyhose were keeping it low profile.

He started massaging my foot again now going from one foot to the other. There was silence now as he stroked up and down my legs with such a strong yet stimulating touch. I could see the bulge in his trousers that confirmed it to me that it had become very sexual. I used my good foot to press against it and gently massage it. He gave a low "mmmmmmm" sound and this was enough to confirm to him that it had become very sexual.

He pulled his jumper and shirt over his head in one go, revealing a very dark skinned muscular body, covered in dark hair. He then pulled his trousers down to reveal a very erect big and beautiful penis with muscular hairy legs. He climbed up onto the bed and onto me pulling and lifting my top and t-shirt off of me. Then he went the opposite way pulling down my pantyhose and removing them.

Next he climbed back onto the bed and me.

This was one occasion that I wanted the pantyhose off, as I wanted to feel my legs wrapped around those muscular hairy legs. This I did and the feeling didn't disappoint. I kept moving them over the surface of his legs as I couldn't get enough of the feeling. He then released his body weight on to me.

As I continued this I felt his penis slip up between my ass cheeks and press into my sphincter. It was long enough for him to do this whilst keeping full body contact as he began to kiss me on the lips.

With all this happening I think I had a sensory overload and instantly ejaculated between our bodies. The urgency for me had now passed, but not for him. He continued gently pushing at my anal entrance, his body sliding over my now very sensitive deflating erection. I was involuntarily tensing my anal muscles holding off his progress into my anus.

He reached to the drawer on his bedside table and pulled out a bottle of lube as he lays on his side and covers his penis in it. Then he applies it between my legs with a gentle massaging motion.

By now I am just going along with whatever is happening in silence.

He then gives me a passionate kiss on the lips, and I relax as he pushes the head of his penis between my legs and into my dilating anus with a sudden pleasing slip. I have now recovered enough from my orgasm sensitivities to lie back and enjoy the sensations of his shifting body and the movement of his penis inside me. Whilst still enjoying my legs being wrapped around his hairy muscular legs. I put my arms around his neck to pull his head back into kissing as he sets up a slow powerful rhythm, stimulating many parts of my body at once.

He gradually starts to pick up speed before lifting his torso, lifting my legs, and pushing in deeper, causing me to involuntarily vocalize an ooooh oh sound, as if the piston action has forced the sound out of my mouth.

I cannot believe that I have the full length and width of his big penis inside me. I feel stretched and seductively full as I try to grab him to stop him from moving.

But I can't, as he starts slowly sliding in and out of me. I just don't know what to do with myself as the pleasurable discomfort continues. The speed exponentially speeds up leaving me in an almost detached from my body experience. I gradually come around to the reality of what's happening to me, and it brings with it a tingle in my groin that connects with the extreme sensations of the now slamming penis into my ass. I can tell he's getting close to completion from his urgency, and it's confirmed by the expression on his face. He suddenly tenses his body releases his load into me and collapse's his torso onto mine.

He gives a low growl and relaxes.

In the now stillness I can feel my anus pulsating against his still present penis.

We stay in this position for many minutes just enjoying the subsiding waves of sensations.