The Stockings Stories Collection (The Stockings Series Book 10)

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As my love of girls knickers had developed I had become quite devious, and luckily I managed to hold myself together. She showed me how to put them on, but told me that I would find it impossible with my corsets tightly laced, and so she hiked her skirt back, squatted down and put them on for me.

I had been gently running my hand up and down Ben’s prick when suddenly he went up on his toes and started bouncing vigorously, groaning and gasping, and the next thing I knew was his whole body stiffened and, just like me last night, white stuff shot out from the head of his prick. Their maker’s name had become faded out by wearing and washing, but the sewn name-tape said ‘Rosemary Jenner’. I was on my way to stay with an old friend who lived on the coast and I knew the journey was going to be quite a long one.Instead of my underpants and vests, there were knickers, petticoats and camisoles, and to my amazement, another corset. Being a mixed-sex camp I now enjoyed the opportunities of being with the girls, but in addition to that, the thought of actually staying in a girls’ school and sleeping in beds usually occupied by girls was extremely exciting.

However, the boys were not completely safe from embarrassment because on very hot days we had to remove our vests and shorts and line up in just our underpants for each team captain to pick his team for some less energetic games such as hide and seek.Even though it was trapped in the soft cotton of my underpants it began to hurt more than I could stand and I was desperate enough to put my hand down and wriggle it so that it was at last pointing upwards in my underpants and I gave a very embarrassed sigh of relief.