Author: LingerieHeelsAbby

My First MMM[F](38)

I decided to spoil the guy I was dating by wearing something I knew he would love, for maximum affect I go for red lingerie. I wait for a night when he is out of the house, a boys only night out. I open a bottle of wine, both to steel my nerves and lower my inhibitions…not that I have many.

If you’ve read any of my other stories, you will know that I like to take my time over the dressing up. I enjoy delayed gratification, having had the outfit stashed away for a few days increases the enjoyment even more.

I lay it all out on the bed in front of me. This was quite some time ago, so it was not an expensive set, but the best thing about lingerie is that even the cheaper brands can look incredible. There’s a bra, thong and suspender belt, with nude stockings, also my highest heels. Read more »

I [F] Masturbated While Wearing My Sisters Wedding Dress – Part 4

Before you read this, you should go and read parts 1,2 and 3, they’re pinned on my profile. They’re rather long, but I think they’re worth it, especially if you like detailed explanations.

I was able to finish work early yesterday, a meeting was cancelled unexpectedly freeing up a large chunk of my afternoon. I had no plans, but instead of hanging around at work and getting ahead, I made my way home. In the back of an Uber as it meandered through the city streets I started to formulate a plan.

It had been a long time since I wore my sisters wedding dress and I am incredibly excited at the prospect of having an entire afternoon to enjoy it. I am going to take my time, there will be hair and makeup, lingerie, heels, gloves and a some fun toys.

First, I strip out of my work outfit. Then, padding through my apartment naked, I make my way to the spare room. I take the dress out the wardrobe and hang it on the door, admiring it for a moment. I run my fingers over the soft satin and the jewelled waist. While it has started to slowly age out of style, I still adore it. Read more »

I [F] (almost) Masturbated While Wearing My Sisters Wedding Dress – Part 3

Before you read this, you should go and read parts 1 and 2, they’re pinned on my profile. I’ll try to keep this one brief…

After an earlier outing, the white lingerie that came with my sisters wedding dress was at the dry cleaners, with a pile of other things. I like to take care of some of my more expensive lingerie, so it doesn’t get washed at home.

My assistant was meant to collect it on Friday, but ended up having more important matters to attend to. So I collected it myself, while running a few other errands.

I was so excited to have it back, that I immediately found the nearest disabled bathrooms and changed into it. I was wearing a moderate dress, as I was planning on meeting my rather conservative mother later. I stripped out of everything I was wearing and put on the incredible white lingerie.

The delicate, almost invisible, stockings caressed my silky smooth legs. The tight suspender straps cling to my thighs and frame everything perfectly. And finally, the thong, once again turning almost transparent as it sticks to my increasingly moist pussy. Read more »

[F] Abby on Display Part Three

If you haven’t already, make sure to read parts one and two. I pinned them on my profile, along with a few of my other stories. I hope this turns you on as much as it does me…

Amelies exploration of my pussy has left me incredibly turned on, far more so than such a brief experience should. It takes all my self control to keep my gaze forward and above everyone else, like he wanted. I can feel how wet I am, my heart racing at the thought of feeling her touch on me once more.

Once the waiters finish clearing the table, one of them announces that coffee will be served in the living room. Amelie is the first to move, sliding out of her chair in the most seductive manner. I can’t stop myself, I bite my lip as she approaches me, hoping that she has hidden my face from him.

Amelie unfastens my arms, her hands spending longer touching my skin than they should. She rests one hand on my arse as she kneels behind me and unlocks the spreader bar, pushing it away from my ankles as she does. She takes me by the hand and leads me into the living room. Read more »

[F] Abby on Display Part Two

If you haven’t already, make sure to read part one. I pinned it on my profile, along with a few of my other stories. Somehow this turned out longer than the last one, sorry about that. I hope you enjoy it…

Part one ended as I arrived for dinner, dressed in the lingerie he had chosen for me, my hair and nails prepared to his tastes. With little time to get ready, I have simple makeup, like I would wear for work. He takes his time admiring me, enjoying the look he has created while barely making eye contact and never saying anything other than an instruction.

Finally, he revealed his plan, to display me at the head of the table while he entertains his friends. It’s not quite what I had in mind, but then none of this is.

He takes me by the hand and leads me into the dining room. A long table is laid for eleven people, five to a side and one at the end. Large windows provide a view round two sides of the room, towards the heart of London. You can see the towering buildings of the city, but it’s not overlooked. Read more »

[F] Abby on Display Part One

I once dated this guy, who was all kinds of freaky. He would come up with ridiculous ideas of things he wanted me to do, many of which I said no to. But this isn’t a story about things that didn’t happen…

Thursday afternoon I get invited to join him for dinner, him and a few friends on Friday night. Normally I wouldn’t go, but it’s at his place and he seems keen to impress his friends.

But this is where things start to get weird, he says a package will arrive with my outfit for the evening, sent to my work. He’s booked me in for a hair appointment tomorrow afternoon and a manicure and pedicure after work. It seems a little over the top, but I like being spoilt, so I go with it.

When I arrive at the beauticians to get my nails done, I am expecting to be able to choose the style, colours etc. But it seems those choices have been made for me and the bill is already settled. An hour or so later I leave with a French manicure on both my fingers and toes. It’s not really my usual style, but I don’t hate it. I can always take it off at the weekend I tell myself as I make my way home. Read more »

I [F] Masturbated While Wearing My Sisters Wedding Dress – Part 2

If you haven’t already, you should enjoy [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyConfession/comments/rcq5ez/i_36f_masturbated_while_wearing_my_sisters/) before reading this. There is a lot of build up, while this is important to me, it might not be to you, skip to part in **bold** if you want to get right into the action.

I caught up with my sister over Christmas and I was keen to find out if she still had any fondness for her wedding dress, or if there might be an opportunity for me to get my hands on it once more. I was slightly disheartened to find out that she had almost entirely forgotten about it, I have such a fondness for that dress and she was entirely uncaring about it.

But I was planning to turn her total disregard into my benefit. I suggested she sell it, I even offered to deal with it for her, there are more people who are likely to buy it here in London than where she lives in Scotland. In the end, I left her to think about it, she was staying at our parents and had said she would get it out and remind herself of it. Read more »