At the Restaurant It was mid-afternoon, which gave Billy a few hours to get ready for the evening and the two weeks to come. In thanks for everything, Carl and Karen Stone had been invited to dinner with his parents, and of course, he was invited, too. He knew they were going to a very fancy restaurant, which also meant dressing up appropriately. He thought about what to wear, and then imagined what his Aunt Karen would be wearing. She had such an attractive body, shapely legs, pointed breasts and a narrow waist. For the longest time, he had a […]
I had to attend a convention and it happened to be in the same city that my wife’s older sister lives. My wife suggested that I go a day early so I could visit her sister and family. I was going to spend the first night with them and then check into the hotel. I arrived around noon and visited with the family that afternoon. That night my sister in law informed me that she was going to let me sleep in her youngest daughter’s room. She said Barbara had agreed to give up her room for the night. Barbara […]
Lingerie Show Two days later, Karen Stone and nephew, Billy had sat at the kitchen table for some time. She was working on the household accounts. They had become quite good friends during his stay. Billy thought she was very attractive, but he knew that at his young age she wasn’t attracted to him, however Billy was happy just being around his attractive aunt. He had, however noticed that since the second ‘tying-up game, his aunt had at first been a bit standoffish. When he had made a veiled reference to her behavior change, she had immediately begun catering to […]
At a recent visit to my doctor, he referred me to an out of town nutritionist who sees her patients at her office by appointment only. I got my time & date, and arrived on time to see Jan. During my visit we discussed my diet, and joked around a bit about a number of things. I could not help but notice Jan looked to be about 50 to 55 years old, with short blond hair and green eyes. However, she was very trim and somewhat attractive for her age. She was wearing a gray skirt, with a hemline just […]
The Sleeping Pills by StockingTops After my erotic experience with Aunt Mary in her kitchen (see part 7), and her telling me that I could wear or play with her panties and lingerie any time I want, I began taking advantage of her offer quite often. I was fascinated by the feeling of her silky lingerie on my body. But I was also fascinated by the thrill of exposing myself to her, and the thrill of seeing and touching her body. Aunt Mary had a doctor’s appointment later that day and I stayed home alone. As soon as she […]
by StockingTops Aunt Mary started getting a little less discrete about her flirtations with me after the episode that early morning in my guest bedroom. But she always maintained a modicum of decency. Everything was an accident, or just “natural for two people living under the same roof.” When I got up later that morning, I intended to throw on a pair of shorts and go to the shower to rinse off. But when I checked my bag, and then the closet, it became apparent that I had nothing to wear. Not even the nightgown and panties that had […]
by StockingTops I awoke the next morning to the sounds of Aunt Mary in the kitchen. As I lay in bed awake, I started thinking about how she had come in to wake me up for breakfast the day before. Thinking (hoping) she might do the same thing today, I started thinking about pretending that I was asleep when she came in. I wanted to expose myself to Aunt Mary. But I didn’t want her to think it was intentional. And I wanted her to be able to look as long as she wanted, without feeling self-conscious. I left […]
I’ve had a panty fetish since age 11. My aunt came to live with us after my father died. Always after my aunt came home from work, she would undress and wander about the house in a white nylon full slip or a bra and half slip. She would wear a white or pink full-brief panty brief that I could see thru her slip. Usually, I was the only one home and I always felt a little strange looking at her (like I was doing something wrong) and she knew it. She was always pulling me close to her, having […]
This two part story is as true as I can remember, up to the point where I must consummate the story with my own erotic fantasies. Both stories should be read individually, preferably in private, in order to get the most enjoyment out of them. If I have done my job well, as you read along, the line between fact and fiction will blur and you will be able to bring yourself to a satisfying orgasm at the same time as my own innocent character in the story. Over thirty years ago, as a young pubescent 15 year old boy, […]
For the last 2 or 3 years panties have been my fetish. I am not certain how it started but I am crazy about them. I live with my two sisters and my mom and I often sniff, wear, smell, and touch all of their panties. I love the smell of my sister’s dirty panties and I love to wear my mom’s panties and bras. This is the story of how my one major fantasy came true. One Tuesday night my mom and my two sisters decided to go to the gym. When they told me they were all going […]
I was staying with Aunt Jen for three days while my parents went to Scotland for the funeral of Uncle Jack. “Aunt Jen” as I had always known her was not actually my aunt but Mum’s friend Jennifer, but she had always been known as Aunt Jen for as long as I could remember. Aunt Jen was in her mid forties and worked as a nurse, quite ordinary but nice. Although I think she had struggled financially since her husband died, she was always very smartly dressed and always seemed to be wearing stockings, I remember. She and her husband […]
There are three things I must tell you about Martin. First, he’s a tall, gangly youth, lean and fidgety, with a shock of black hair, earnest brown eyes and cute button nose. Second, he’s a perfect brat, mucky minded and insolent with it, and third, I had the misfortune to be his aunt. He usually stayed with me for a week or two during the summer holidays, to give his mother a break. She had younger children to cope with, and Martin’s slovenly ways and cheek were a constant source of anguish to her. I lived alone, and was better […]
