Aunt Mary part 3

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by StockingTops Aunt Mary appeared, at least on the surface, to be a modest woman.  She wore relatively conservative clothes - generally dresses to the knee or lower, with slips, stockings, and low to medium heeled pumps.  But she seemed also, to have an unselfconscious way about her when she was in the comfort of her own home.  This became more apparent as my stay with her continued. For example, on my first evening with her, I was sitting watching TV in her living room, when she walked through to the kitchen in a half-slip and a bra.  I'm sure...

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Auntie Undressing

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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...

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Auntie’s Stocking Slave Ch. 01

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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...

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Auntie’s Stocking Slave Ch. 03

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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...

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Auntie Joyce Discovers my Fetish

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Auntie Joyce found out about my fetish when I was a teenager. I was about 17, she was in her 40's. Now I wasn't really attracted to my aunt but one summer, she discovered and encouraged my lust for her lingerie. My younger brother had gone for the summer to visit my uncle, (they were divorced) so that left me and Auntie Joyce alone together a lot. At this time I was discovering my sexuality, and was exploring different methods of masturbation, as I had no experience with girls yet. I soon discovered my aunt's lingerie. I would rifle through...

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A Panty Thief Gets Caught

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              Don Finney watched through the vent louvers in the supply closet door as Lindsay McDowell unhooked her bra and shrugged the straps off her powerful shoulders.  Her firm tits jiggled only slightly as she bent, grasped the waistband of her black bikini panties and pulled them down over her wide hips and muscular thighs.  She stepped out of them, then bent down to pick them up, her back to Don, giving him a wonderful view of her ass and her pussy lips, peeking out from between her legs. Like almost all of the girls on the university swim...

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