Auntie’s Saturday morning bath was a ritual that I will never forget. By this time (age 14) I was sleeping in Auntie’s bedroom (alone- it’s a long, dull story but Auntie was aware of my attraction to her panties and slips so she had more than an inkling of what would happen). After a while I began to look forward to these mornings and began planning little things such as arranging her drawer and putting my favorite panties and slip on top of her neatly folded piles so that Auntie would unintentionally model them for me after her bath. Of […]
It was 1959 and I was eighteen years old. My mother and father had died over a year ago in a car crash and after spending six months in a foster home my Aunty Jean had taken me in as her ward. Aunty Jean was forty-five and quite an attractive woman for her age. Her body was a little on the large side but she had large creamy breasts and stunning legs for a woman her age. She worked in an office in the city and her work attire usually consisted of skirt, blouse, heels and hosiery; she dressed sophisticatedly […]
I crawled out the door and, still naked, I made my way down to the laundry to get a mop and bucket. After filling the bucket with warm soapy water I returned upstairs to my bedroom to find that my Aunty had gone. She had left me a note; it read: ‘Wear this………AND ONLY THIS!!! After you have completed your chores stand in the corner facing the wall and wait!’ The note was pinned to a white satin apron, edged with lace. Underneath the apron was a set of clean sheets. I balked at the idea of wearing the apron […]
After I had finished my homework I came downstairs for dinner. It felt strange sitting at the table dressed in only in my apron and my cocquette. Aunty Jean was still dressed in her mauve satin blouse and white duchess satin classic-style, pencil skirt, flesh-toned sheer seamed stockings and white high-heeled court-shoes. She had refreshed her perfume before dinner and her scent was delicious. My buttocks still stung a little and the cold vinyl of the dinning room chair against my buttocks did nothing to ease the pain. Aunty said very little during the meal and when we had finished […]
For the last 7 days I have been working every evening and missed the best part of my days. Today I was at home and had a GREAT seat when Auntie came arrived. She walked in and we exchanged hugs and kisses then began the ritual of telling how our day went as I watched the best ass in the world walk towards her closet to get to what I had been anxiously waiting for. Auntie made it to her closet pulled the door open then hung her purse on a hook there. Then she turned to me, took a […]
Like a lot of English lads, my introduction to what lay below a woman’s clothes came through the good photography of Mayfair magazine, a very popular British men’s magazine and, in my view, a British rival to Playboy. Mayfair sourced photographs from some of the best British photographers of the day and had some of the prettiest British girls at their (naked) best. Some of the biggest names in British modeling appeared on its pages: Jane Warner, Kirsten Imrie, Sam Johnson, and others. The magazine – which was in a similar format to Playboy and contained a number of well-written […]
TUESDAY: Gladys’s sister Alice was four almost five years younger than Gladys. Alice, had curly shoulder length black hair, the same dark complexion as Gladys, they always looked like they had just come from a tropical island where they had spent the whole time sunbathing. Alice and Gladys look very similar, except Alice had finer features she was slightly better looking. Her figure a tiny bit slimmer than Gladys’s, Alice never had any children. They both had long straight legs, Alice was slightly taller, of the two Gladys’s breasts were a touch bigger. I arrived at Alice’s slightly before she […]
At 13 I babysat the neighbor ladies kids, she would be about 40’s petite, black haired. small busted big assed, nice legs. When I got over there to babysit, nobody home..no kids, nobody. I called out….then she appeared, dressed in black panties and bra., heels. no stockings, nothing else but a smile!! My little cock twitched!!! Hello I said, ‘Hi honey,” she replied, acting embarrassed…”come into my bedroom while i get dressed, I’ll only be a minute!!.” I didn’t wait for a reply, like a rabbit I was in the bedroom, eyes agog….little prick stiff and at attention!!! “I’m not […]
I would like to tell you about my Auntie “N”. This is a true story and happened in the 60’s. When I was about 15, my Auntie “N” came to spend a couple of day’s with us. As was the rule, I was moved to a mat in the atic, and Auntie “N” slept in my room. I had to wait for her to leave the room to get my clothes and get dressed. One Sunday morning as every one was getting ready for church, I slipped into my room to get some underwear and clothes for me to wear […]
Well I was 15 years old at the time and my grandmother was 58. She had a younger sister who was only 50 and had an incredible body. I discovered this when she came over to my house for the weekend while my parents were gone. She had to come over because her house was being fumigated and she had to stay somewhere close by. The first day she was there she came to the door with a large suit case which I took up stairs. My parents had taken my sister with them so her room was open. There […]
Some years ago I went to live with my “maiden” Aunt in the great city of Chicago. I had just graduated from small town high school and was starting college in the big city. I soon found out that my unmarried Aunt was a big Bears fan, she would drag me to Soldiers Field even when it freezing out, keeping my moaning quiet by stuffing tons of junk food down my gob. One night when we got back from the game my stomach felt tied into hard knots from all the crap I had eaten. I tried going to sleep […]
I have always loved older women, lingerie, stockings, girdles, panties, and yes pantyhose. For me it started when my family made regular trips to LA to visit my Uncle, who loved baseball, & my Aunt Sue who hated it as much as my uncle loved it. He always had season tickets to the Dodger games. Sometimes a friend of my Grandpa’s or my Uncles would show up uninvited and I always had to give up my seat at the game. On this weekend they were having several games from Friday thru Sunday, and a relative from up north came to […]
