Forced ? to dress up by sister and her mate Ann
It was a Saturday night when we where in the house alone. My sister and her mate decided to have a night in as they saved for a holiday. I was 11and it was 1972, long hair for boys was the norm and I was no exception.
After a few drinks they nudged each other and giggled, they came over and grabbed my hands. My sister's mate. Had big tits so my little mind ran riot hoping they would be seen by me. We went upstairs and they pushed me onto my sister's bed. Ann her mate was 17, long dark hair and a cleavage to dive into.
They pinned me down and pulled off my jeans, my cock was semi hard but when they pulled my y fronts down it seemed to panic and disappear. Oh the shame! They both laughed and made baby talk, look at his little dick said Ann. He might as well not have one. This didn't help and my cock was almost none existent. I know, let's call him Sabina and dress him up!
My sister Ron (veronica) said ok let's do it. I'm sure he's been through my knickers drawer as its never as I left it (true). They pulled my T shirt over my head and I was naked. I stood up and was bright red but a bit exited.
Ok Sabina lets get you dressed, look he has tits said Ann, yep proper chubby tits I was bright red and shaking. My sister picked out a bra, padded and the usual 70s white with under wires. This was put on me and my boy tits covered. It was one of her early bras so I filled the cups. They then looked through her knickers, most cotton and large. Then they laughed and pulled out a pair of shear nylon black knickers. Still a full cut and I put those on. They felt amazing. A little buzz in my groin as they rubbed on my minute by now cock. I had to walk around for them and then they started to dig out more clothes. A pair of tan tights skirt and blouse. Tights on then they said hold on, Ann took off her thick control over knickers often known as roll ons for tummy control. I was handed these, squeezed into them and they where still warm. Then the skirt and blouse. I felt very exited but couldn't show it.
They sat me down and applied full make up, then curled the end of my hair. I looked in the full length mirror and my cock twitched but was trapped in 3 layers.
We went downstairs and they made me serve them drinks and had me bending over to lift my skirt up.
Later we knew mum and dad would be home soon so we went upstairs, Ann started to strip me but made me lay back on the bed when in just undies. They both left the room and came back in nighties, Ann's huge tits swayed loose under a layer of thin nylon. My cock was rock hard. She peeled the tight roll ons and laughed. Oh look he's got a boner, She rubbed it once and oh fuck I came in my sister's knickers. A damp patch appeared and they shrieked with laughter. Wash them you dirty little boy said Ron and sent me away. I dashed to the bathroom and washed all the make up off and rinsed out her knickers. I went to my bedroom and was hard again thinking about the night. I was allowed to keep the knickers as I'd come in them I used them for years to wank in and wear when alone.
I still love wearing knickers to this day. Maybe that night started my love of knickers off.
Every word off this is true. I still check every knickers drawer I can. Plus I love wearing knickers.
After a few drinks they nudged each other and giggled, they came over and grabbed my hands. My sister's mate. Had big tits so my little mind ran riot hoping they would be seen by me. We went upstairs and they pushed me onto my sister's bed. Ann her mate was 17, long dark hair and a cleavage to dive into.
They pinned me down and pulled off my jeans, my cock was semi hard but when they pulled my y fronts down it seemed to panic and disappear. Oh the shame! They both laughed and made baby talk, look at his little dick said Ann. He might as well not have one. This didn't help and my cock was almost none existent. I know, let's call him Sabina and dress him up!
My sister Ron (veronica) said ok let's do it. I'm sure he's been through my knickers drawer as its never as I left it (true). They pulled my T shirt over my head and I was naked. I stood up and was bright red but a bit exited.
Ok Sabina lets get you dressed, look he has tits said Ann, yep proper chubby tits I was bright red and shaking. My sister picked out a bra, padded and the usual 70s white with under wires. This was put on me and my boy tits covered. It was one of her early bras so I filled the cups. They then looked through her knickers, most cotton and large. Then they laughed and pulled out a pair of shear nylon black knickers. Still a full cut and I put those on. They felt amazing. A little buzz in my groin as they rubbed on my minute by now cock. I had to walk around for them and then they started to dig out more clothes. A pair of tan tights skirt and blouse. Tights on then they said hold on, Ann took off her thick control over knickers often known as roll ons for tummy control. I was handed these, squeezed into them and they where still warm. Then the skirt and blouse. I felt very exited but couldn't show it.
They sat me down and applied full make up, then curled the end of my hair. I looked in the full length mirror and my cock twitched but was trapped in 3 layers.
We went downstairs and they made me serve them drinks and had me bending over to lift my skirt up.
Later we knew mum and dad would be home soon so we went upstairs, Ann started to strip me but made me lay back on the bed when in just undies. They both left the room and came back in nighties, Ann's huge tits swayed loose under a layer of thin nylon. My cock was rock hard. She peeled the tight roll ons and laughed. Oh look he's got a boner, She rubbed it once and oh fuck I came in my sister's knickers. A damp patch appeared and they shrieked with laughter. Wash them you dirty little boy said Ron and sent me away. I dashed to the bathroom and washed all the make up off and rinsed out her knickers. I went to my bedroom and was hard again thinking about the night. I was allowed to keep the knickers as I'd come in them I used them for years to wank in and wear when alone.
I still love wearing knickers to this day. Maybe that night started my love of knickers off.
Every word off this is true. I still check every knickers drawer I can. Plus I love wearing knickers.
9 years ago
