And here I am again, writing another story, sitting in beautiful black pantyhose. From the previous part you already know that I was going to go to school in pantyhose. By that time winter was coming and I did not know whether it would be cold or not. Then I went to the tutors who worked with me at home. It was a great place to test the heat resistance of kolgotchek. The first time I went to my favorite brown. They were thin, but it was getting colder outside. I had to wear warm jeans + coats (like thermal underwear) and I already wore the object of desire for them. When I went outside, I felt that my legs were cold, but there was nowhere to retreat. Honestly, such a cold was even pleasant, so I came to my tutor’s house (I don’t even know how it is said in the feminine, so I will say so, do not blame me). Her name was Svetlana Vasilyevna (name is changed), a very kind-hearted person. But now is not about that. Going into the apartment my legs became noticeably warmer, and even, as it seemed to me, the kolgotochki were starting to get wet from sweat. I could no longer concentrate on tutoring, and completely left to the sensations of pantyhose. That was the first time. The next time I went in thick black tights, but 3 times I thought about whether I should go into the house in tights. That is, I always wore socks, and the pantyhose could not be seen. Since the tights were black and socks too, I took off my socks at the entrance, put on my shoes and put my socks in my pocket. In this form, and went to the apartment. After removing the shoes, I constantly looked at my feet, because I understood that these were tights, but the tutor could hardly understand this. After these trips, I was already confident in my motivations to go to school in tights.

And so day X has come. I waited until my parents went to work, opened the drawer and put on black tights, the thickest ones I had. Dressed as befits and went to school. Going out into the street, I felt the familiar coldness in my legs. He put his hand under the pantyhose and felt the ass. Surprisingly, it was very warm though, as it seemed to me, I was very cold. Ah yes tights! The day began normally and I really liked the cramped sensation of the thighs and priests. Penis also lay quietly. But less than 3 lessons, how I started to press it in the zone of my penis. But I could not do anything, and therefore I tolerated it. 4 more lessons passed, and only after that I rushed home a bullet. Having come running, I immediately took off all the outerwear, tights and then panties. Oh what freedom. Then I realized that I like tights, but I shouldn’t stay in them either.

It's been 2 weeks since. It was snowing in the street, and I dutifully went to school. One day, going from school, I really wanted to write, so I was in a hurry to go home. Ran into the toilet, took off his pants and froze. I remembered that I had recently read a story about urine retention. What was the excitement of this from the narrator. I also decided to try and did not write, but just put on my pants and went to eat. It was around 15:00. At 19:00 I really wanted to write, but I was patient, waiting for the onset of arousal. I imagined how I would pour my urine to some girl, and she would have meekly drank my liquid. But all in vain. And I continued to endure. Another 2 hours passed, and it seemed that the desire to pee had died out, and it came - excitement. I felt that I could not bear it any longer, but I sat in no way at all and watched TV. And then eureka! I sit in front of the telly, and involuntarily write directly into the pants, I feel how they get wet, as the urine is already flowing through my leg. Then I specially peeed a little under myself and, stopping the hot stream, went to the bathroom. There I got up and started to write with all my might! all pants were wet, panties - even more so. Having finished writing along with urine, there was also excitement. Moreover, the parents were already at home for a long time, and it was impossible to appear completely wet from the urine. Pants and panties smelled awful urine.I had to wash them 2 times to get the whole smell. Realizing that I didn’t like such perversions, I never repeated this again and returned to my adorable tights.

By the way about them. In the wardrobe from the last of my description, 3 more pairs appeared: Another one was brown, but already very, very thin, Brilliant Reds, which gleamed very brightly in the light, forcing them to end very rapidly. Another pair of steel ... black stockings. Buy tx was not easy, but still they were with me. I now almost always walked in tights, the benefit over them I put on thermal underwear, and I could enjoy the sensations.

The new year was coming up, and at that time I registered on one erotic site I met a woman of about 33 years old. She loved tights very much, and even more loved them as a boy. I was a gift of fate for her. Then we talked about it and did not think about anything else except for kolgotchek. She was a very beautiful woman and could be said to have attracted me. And once, Catherine offered to arrange an erotic show for her. I was not against it. Again, Skype helped. When everything was ready for my striptease, I called her. Feet trembled not only from excitement, but also from rabid excitement. I replayed all my pantyhose in front of her, twisted this way and that and she rewarded me with her masturbation. And she promised to buy tights for me in her town, wear them and send me by mail. She kept her promises and sent her black with transparent stripes and white stockings! My joy knew no bounds, but before I started wearing them, I just sniffed them for about a week, felt how they smelled, how the crotch on pantyhose blew her pussies and it was beautiful!

Read about my further tricks in the next part, but for now that's all. Good luck!