With me wearing tights/pantyhose is all about receiving a sexual thrill. When I was younger shopping on the internet was in it's infancy so if you wanted a pair of tights you had to go out and buy them. Here is one such tights buying experience from many years back. I remember it to this day..

I remember when I was in my early 20's - I must admit to getting a sexual thrill from buying ladies tights knowing I'll be wearing them.

I once went to my local Morrison's supermarket, on my own, with the intention of buying tights. I was hard before I even got into the store. I had to put my hand in my pocket to disguise the lump in my jeans. It was early in the morning so there were not many shoppers about and only 3 tills open. When I finally plucked up courage to stand right in the middle of the tights isle looking at tights my hands were shaking with fear and excitement. The fear was turning into sexual energy which was making the lump in my trousers even harder to disguise!

Finally I picked a pair of Pretty Polly tights and put them under a few things I'd already put in the basket just to hide them and not make it look so obvious that I was buying tights for myself. The next and hardest thing that was making me tremble with sexual fear was getting through the checkouts. There were 2 young ladies wearing trousers and one older lady maybe in her 50's that I'd seen tidying her checkout earlier who was wearing what looked like pearl coloured tights, it had to be her! I waited until her till had no one there then went for it and put my tights and few other items on the conveyor belt. I will remember this for the rest of my life... the very first thing she said to me was ' are the tights for you love? ‘She was joking of course (I think) she was chuckling to herself after she said it. I went bright red and joked back ' no they're not my size '. It's hard to explain but I'd rarely felt a sexual rush of fear like that before in my life! I wish to this day I'd have said ' yes they are, I cannot wait to get home and try them on ' but I was young and just my luck, it's never happened since.

I have often tried thinking back to where and when my tights fetish first started. My earliest recollection was at the age of around 7 or 8 I am guessing. I remember being very embarrassed when my mother came into my bedroom clutching a pair of tan tights in her hand. It was snowing outside and I was about to get ready to go out to play. My Mother told me she was going to help me put her tights on under my trousers for warmth. I distinctly remember her gathering the tights in her hands and sliding them over my feet and legs, the fact that I remember this so clearly tells me that it must have had an effect on me.

The next thing I remember but I am not sure what age I was when this started was me borrowing tights from the bottom of my mother’s tights drawer and sneaking them on while the rest of my family was downstairs. This was very risky but risk gives me an even greater sexual rush. I had my first ever orgasm while wearing a pair of my Mother’s tights. I did not know what an orgasm was and I remember the feeling was good but scared me half to death; I thought there was something wrong with my penis! Still at my parents’ house, I remember throughout my teenage years seeing my Mothers tights rolled up in her knickers lying on the bathroom floor, where she had took them off and thrown them after work. I never touched the tights but could not stop looking, they fascinated me.

Since those early days my tights fetish had grown stronger and stronger, I am now 43; I am still fascinated by women’s legs and feet in tights and still get a big sexual rush from wearing tights myself. These days I get a deep sexual thrill from being humiliated and controlled by strong dominant women, also teased and put down about my tights wearing. I cannot fully explain why but career women in tights and women wearing tights as part of a uniform also have a very strong effect. I could go on and on but I'd better leave it there for now.

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I had a very memorable experience at Asda the other week. As soon as my partner set off for work in the car at around 7:30am, I took a pair of Hazelnut tights out of my tights bag in my wardrobe, put them on, got dressed over the top of them and set off in our other car to Asda with the intention of buying tights for a scary sexual thrill.

I got to Asda and took a basket, then found a medium multi pack of crisps and headed towards the George clothes section and found the tights isle. Oh heck there was a female member of staff with a trolley of stock filling the pegs right at the side of the Hosiery bit.

My hands were trembling but the fear was making my penis erect in my tights and jeans, there was no way I was leaving the store without a couple of different 5 packs of tights.

I walked along side the lady and started looking at tights. The sight of all those boxes of tights and the fact that a lady was watching me chose tights as she worked was making my cock twitch. I picked up a cheap multi pack of black ladder resistant tights in XL and put them under the crisps in my basket. I then started to get brave as the lady watched me from the corner of her eye and start taking boxes off the peg in the search for XL Hazelnut 15 denier tights (5 pack) that were mixed in with Medium and Small sizes.

I then used the self checkouts and risked someone I know seeing me scanning boxes of tights while also being supervised by a member of staff.

Here is a quick picture I took on the day :)

 

Now, in reality these female members of staff probably never even batted an eyelid at a man buying tights these days but I had that nervous edgy look about me so they must have known, anyway, what a sexual thrill that was for me.

Now I can enjoy wearing the tights I have bought while I type my experiences for you all to read.