Dressed up by sister.

After reading a few stories on this site I'm sure older sisters had great fun dressing up their little brothers. Mine was the same.

We used to be left alone on Saturday nights when our parents went to the pub. It was the early 70s and a lot of boys had long hair, I was the same. We where home alone and my sister offered to style my hair. She washed and dried it then curled it. I looked in the mirror and it was very feminine.

She then said please let me put some makeup on you. Of course I protested but was very exited. I got the works including bright red lipstick. .I was hard by now and then she said what I was dying to hear, come on let's pick you some clothes, I can tell you like it.

We went to her room and she found some clothes for me. Full floral skirt with a white blouse, I put these on with my back to her as my cock was rock hard. I turned around and she smiled. Come on let's do it proper. She gave me a bra and helped me put it on then I put the blouse back on. We stuffed the bra with tissues to give me a cleavage.

Then she gave me a big but lovely pair of white knickers with lace edges plus a pair of tights. She left the room while I changed out of my y fronts and dried spunk from my cock. I put the knickers and tights on, the outfit complete. She came in and gave me a hug. I'm certain she felt my hard cock press against her. She made me twirl for her then sit like a lady. After a while she asked to see my ,, her, knickers. I tried to refuse but had to show her. My little hard leaking cock was twitching as I lifted the skirt. She gasped when she saw the big damp patch and said you can keep those now.

She asked if I would like to see what she had on, of course I did. She slipped off her t shirt to reveal a half cup bra with her boobs just held, I could see her dark nipples through the material. She dropped her pajama bottoms to reveal matching panties. I could see her big Bush. She was sixteen and I was f******n. I was f******n and coming in my knickers. Luckily my skirt hid this.

I made my excuses and went in the bathroom. A quick wash and back into my boys clothes. I rinsed out my cummy knickers and hid them in my room. I kept the now well laddered tights as well. We went downstairs and laughed about it. We never did it again but my love of knickers and tights just grew. She also got a roasting off mum n dad for getting makeup all over the towel in the bathroom. Lol, sorry s*s.