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Aunt Mary part 8

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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...

Voyeur Obsessed with Full-Cut Briefs

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Middle aged guy, married, several kids, nice home in a New York suburban community; that's me today. But 20 years ago when I was single again, and living in a city apartment, I developed an attraction to slim women in full cut panties. That this would be the case was most surprising as most of the women I had dated wore bikini-style panties. A running "joke" I used to share with them when on the phone was, "What color you wearing?" Sometimes just hearing a woman telling me about her intimates was enough to get my hormones stirring, sometimes it...

The Church Lady 2

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by Stockingtops At dinner that evening, Miss Betty was still wearing her terry cloth bathrobe. The waist was tied with a loose overhand knot that seemed to be working its way looser. As she moved about the kitchen cooking, I set the table with dishes and silverware, constantly watching her, and willing her robe to open further. And that it did. The top began gaping more and more. As I viewed her from the side, I could see her heavy breasts swaying back and forth with her movement. Then she opened one of the upper cabinets and tried to reach...

The Blue Panty Adventures

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I have always been a fan of vintage full-cut nylon brief panties. When I was in college in the early 90s, my Girlfriend had a pair of pale blue ones that were just killer on her. She had one of those classic feminine figures with hips and a butt that filled them out nicely. She found out very early on how much I liked them, and always wore them when she had something special in mind. She often would accompany the blue panties with a short silk kimono. The kimono was red silk with orange and light blue...

Older Son and His Mom

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Chapter 1 Paul had no choice but to move in with his mother. With no job and now no home now that the bank had put it up for auction, it was his only chance to get back on his feet. At 40 years old he felt a fool, but the economic situation and a messy divorce 2 years earlier left him with little option. His mother, Joyce was happy to have him back even if temporarily. There were always things to do around the house and even though she kept herself busy, she was often lonely in the evenings....

My Grandma Loves It

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Mom had insisted that I went along with her and my older sister Ann. Dad was away on one of his trips and would be away for at least six months. I was looking forward to the freedom that I would be able to get while he was away but that was now crushed. I phoned my mate to tell him that we would not be able to go out girl hunting as we planned and there was nothing that I could do about it. He seemed to accept this but said his sister would be disappointed as she was...

Innocent Mistake

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That's really all it was. Mom was folding laundry in her room and gave me a stack of my clothes to put away. I'm putting things away and noticed something mixed in. Inadvertently, she folded a pair of her panties in with my underwear. I picked them up and examined them closely. They were a shiny beige pair of nylon full-cut briefs with lace waist and leg bands. They looked gorgeous and felt heavenly in my hands. I think it was then that I began wondering what it would feel like to wear them. Then a weird feeling of guilt...

Ivan Learns a Lesson

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Chapter 1 – Early Days Miss Penelope Davis was one of the English teachers at my old school. She was around 20 to 25 years my senior and possessed an apparently straight-laced disposition, as did most of the lady teachers. She was a strict disciplinarian with a stentorian voice that penetrated walls with ease. A tongue lashing from PD was a humbling experience and yet I sensed warmth and emotion in her character that made me want to connect with her in a deeper, more personal way. Miss Davis dressed soberly, usually in a two-piece skirt and jacket or otherwise in a...

How Aunt Kathy Got Me Started With Panties

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My love for panties started when I stayed with my mother's friend Kathy, when I was a young boy. When my parents would go away on vacation, they would usually leave me with Aunt Kathy (that's what I was told to call her). Aunt Kathy lived by herself, so it was just the two of us there. I don't know if it was her plan to get me interested in her panties and lingerie, but she always had me help with the laundry, folding her panties (she wore the big nylon brief type of panties) and putting them in her...

Forced to Serve at my Aunt’s Tea Party

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When I was 12 years old, my parents went on a two week vacation and sent me to my Aunt's house to stay with her while they were gone. My Aunt Shirley was my mother's older sister. She was about 50 years old at the time. And she was a very imposing woman. She had large breasts, large hips and thighs, and a small waist that was often wrapped with a belt. She was a very strict woman and she informed me upon my arrival that if she was to be responsible for me, then I would not be allowed...

Caught Red-handed and Punished

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When I was a teenager, I spent a lot of time alone. I was an only child and my parents were rich and in show business and travelled a lot, frequently being gone for weeks and sometimes months at a time. They never seemed to want to take me with them in their travels, explaining that it would interfere with my schooling, so they left me home with a succession of housekeepers who lived in the house and hired other help to cook and clean. I was kind of a strange, geeky kid and didn't have many friends, so...

Confessions of a Panty Slave

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There are several kinds of boys in this world: those who have masturbated to their sister's panties, those who say they haven't but are lying about it, those without sisters, and those who are sexually dead. I am a member of the rather large first kind. I grew up in the 1950's we didn't have internet then. As a young pre-teen, the best I could do was the girl's section of mom's Sears Catalogue and at least they showed pictures of women and girls in their undergarments. I didn't have a lot of time alone in the house (mom was...

Aunt Karen part 7

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(Taking a Nap) In the afternoon, Aunt Karen told me that she was tired and that she was going to take a nap. She asked me if I'd like to lay down with her and take a nap too. Of course I said yes. It was a warm afternoon, but not hot. I walked into her bedroom with her and she went to the window to open it and let some air into the stuffy room. I remember I just stood there at the end of the bed, feeling a bit awkward. She sat on the queensize bed and patted...

Aunt Karen part 8

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At dinner, Aunt Karen had her hair up in curlers. She was wearing a white terry cloth bathrobe that was tied loosely in front. The robe was tied in such a way that it kept gaping open on top, giving me great peeks at her big soft breasts. As she moved this way and that, the robe would pull to the side, revealing one or the other of her dark, puffy, semi-erect nipples. A couple of times she made feeble attempts to cover them, but then a minute later as she reached to pour herself some milk, one of her...

Aunt Karen part 11

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conclusion ~This episode concludes this story. If you haven't read the other episodes, I recommend that you read them in the order that they were written, since the story builds to the point it reaches in this final episode.~ As Aunt Karen and her older friend June walked down the hallway toward Aunt Karen's bedroom, I sat on the chair in the middle of the living room, in a state of shock from all that had happened. I began hearing giggling and the clinking of glasses coming from the bedroom. I stood up and walked toward the bedroom door. As...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...