The first thing he did was wrap his arms around my waist, grab my ass
and pull me to his slim, firm body, squeezing my ass tightly. We went
into his bedroom and began to undress, with him watching as I slid out
of my short dress. He had been eyeing my ample cleavage and my soft, fat
thighs and slender calves under my short skirt as we walked around the
city, so his eyes really bugged out when he got a load of me in my
pantygirdle and bra.

“You’re perfect!” He squealed. “I love your body and your soft curves,”
he swooned, as he moved around behind me to reach around and cup my
breasts.

“You’re beautiful! OOhhh,” he moaned as he rubbed his hardening penis
against me. It felt good rubbing against my ass through the satin of the
pantygirdle and my love juices began to flow in anticipation of the
consummation of promises made through the wires after we had met on the
internet through the personals newsgroup. I turned around to face him as
I laid back on the bed. He reached around me and unclasped my blue lace
bra and pulled it off of me.

“I want to try it on,” he said, his green eyes glistening with
anticipation.

“Go ahead,” I responded, helping him fasten it from behind.

“Can I try on your pantygirdle too?”

“Sure, sweetie, here you go,” I replied as I took the pantygirdle off and
handed it to him. “Let me help you slip it up over your hips.” I offered,
pulling it up his legs until it was in place and his hard penis was
pressing against it.

He looked at me, then looked down at his body, covered with a blue lace bra
and satin, beige pantygirdle with a front lace panel, then looked back at
me with a look of wonder and delight.

“Pantygirdle and Bra”, he said softly, looking so sweet and innocent, like
a child with a new toy. His small build seemed to accentuate his childlike
qualities when freed to explore his fetish unashamed.

“Pantygirdle and Bra.” I responded, encouraging him to enjoy the sight by
looking at himself in the bra. I pointed to the mirror and ordered him to
look at himself.

“Pantygirdle and Bra,” he said, getting more excited by the second.

“Pantygirdle and Bra!” He exclaimed, trembling with excitement and desire.

With one swift move, he was between my thighs. “Fat thighs!” he squealed as
he dove to my love canal and began licking and sucking my pleasure knob.

It had been a while since anyone had done that to me, so I began writhing
and bucking immediately. After a few minutes, he came up for air and pulled
down his pantygirdle to reveal a raging erection.

“Can I put it inside you now?” He teased.

“If you don’t, I’m going to kill you!” I squealed, guiding him into me.

As he plunged into me, I began to cry, releasing the stress and pent up
passion I had inside me, holding him tightly as he pumped into me deeper
and faster.

“Oh yes!