Aunt Shows a Little Kindness

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As an only child in a dysfunctional family I got beaten up a lot by my dad and ignored or scolded by mom. By the time I reached my mid teens I had a serious masturbation problem only then I didn't realize how bad it was. I masturbated frequently and compulsively, and was also an exhibitionist. All I got was punishment. My only friend was my aunt Marge, who was in her early fifties then. I would have liked to visit her more often, only she lived too far away to permit more than the occasional visit. But when I...

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Aunt’s Lessons

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My parents were divorced when I was 12. The following year I was sent to my Aunt's house for two months during the summer. My Aunt was 40 years old and had been divorced and living by herself in an old house for about 10 years. She was quite matter-of-fact about life, and did her best to make sure that I felt loved and confident that things would work out even though my family life was in turmoil. She worked until 4:00 each afternoon during the week but would always be home by 4:30, and make me dinner. On weekends...

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Aunt’s Panties

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The story from the guy about masturbating with his mother-in-law's panties brought to mind an experience I had when I was 14. My family was visiting my aunt & uncle that summer and we were staying at their house for two weeks. They had a very nice home with a large pool and backyard, and it was a great place to spend part of my summer vacation. I had no brothers or sisters but did have two cousins: Tom, who was 13, and his sister, Sue, 10. The very first day we arrived we were greeted out in the driveway...

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Aunt Vicky

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 I was all settled in for the night. My Aunt Vicky was downstairs doing laundry and finishing the dinner dishes, and I had showered and watched a little TV, and then yawned and told my Step-mom's younger sister that I was going to bed. I wasn't actually tired yet, but I was horny and was looking forward to taking some time to escape into my world of secret sexual fantasies, and I didn't want to be disturbed.  My Aunt Vicky was pretty foxy for my Step-mom's younger sister, and looked much like a younger version of my Mom. God she...

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Aunty

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I was about 11 years old when I first experienced the joys of masturbation. At that time of my life I spent most weekends at my grandparents' home. My Aunt Mary lived there. She was divorced (and in fact never re-married). The bedroom I used was at the end of a corridor and I had to pass my Aunt's room to reach the bathroom. When I passed her door I often saw her getting dressed (I could see through a crack in the door)She was a fairly large woman and she used to wear old fashioned girdles and stockings. I...

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Aunty’s Boobs

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Bobby sat on the commode in the plush upstairs bathroom with a thin, well-worn magazine of grainy photographs of nude women in his left hand and his saliva lubricated erection in his right. As he stared at a waist-to-head picture of a particularly sexy brunette with large, full breasts, he slid his slick hand slowly up and down his hard penis while trying to imagine what it would be like to have this woman sitting live across from him watching him jacking off instead of just staring back at him lifelessly from a piece of paper. Today was unusual in...

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Aunt Jenny’s Panty Paradise

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A year ago, when I was 15 years old, my parents took a two month summer vacation to Europe, leaving me in the care of my mother's friend Jenny in New York City. Jenny and my mother had met in college, and became good friends, and had kept in close contact ever since. Unlike my mother, who had gotten married, given birth to me, and become a stay-at-home mom, Jenny had moved to New York after college and started her own fashion company. By the time I was 12, Jenny's company was flourishing, and she had become a successful business...

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Aunt Karen

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Chapter 1 A Bird in the Hand I was always fond of my Aunt Karen; she was a grown-up for sure, but really not that much older than my sister and I. She occasionally baby sat us and we always had a fun time with her. As I got older and started to have "manly urges," I also noticed that she was a very attractive woman. I thought the world of her. That is, until that summer she spent at my house when she brought that world crashing down around me. I was twelve, and my sister, Carol, was eight...

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Aunt Maria

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*** Aunt Maria is quite the looker: proportioned practically perfectly in every way, and with beautiful obsidian hair to boot. When my father's brother died, my parents invited Aunt Maria to stay with us until she could find an apartment. (F/m-teen, ped, 1st, mast, rom) *** My name's not particularly relevant to this story, but my Aunt Maria's is. My father's brother married her when I was thirteen; he was twelve years younger than my father, and so when he was first married at twenty- two, my father was thirty-four and had been married fourteen years. Maria was a raven-haired...

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Aunt Mary part 2

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by StockingTops After that first experience of seeing Aunt Mary's panties inadvertently exposed, and then finding the same panties, or a pair like them, in her hamper and masturbating with them, I couldn't stop thinking about them.  An hour after masturbating with the panties I found in her bathroom hamper, I went back into the bathroom to find them again.  I opened the hamper and pulled them out.  They were right on top where I had left them, and where Aunt Mary had left them originally.  I held them up by the waistband.  They were full cut nylon briefs and...

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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’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 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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Auntie’s Panties

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Sam was a bright, 20 year old, radiant young man. He far surpassed his classmates in their studies. Spending long hours in his room completing assignments working many hours into the night. Sam had a somewhat clumsily hidden secret. Sam had a great deal of interest in the underwear of his mother and aunts. He was obsessed. Swiping clothes from the house's only dryer, walking quietly and containing his excitement. Sam would even go as far as to reach into the drawers on his mother's bedroom furniture. But Sam was putting that behind him now. He was behind in his...

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A True Panty Story!!

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      I remember when I was in 7th grade and my sister was a junior in highschool I would hurry home from after school everyday before my sister got home so I could go in her room and go through her drawers looking for her underwear. I couldn't wait to relieve myself of the hard-ons I used to get in class  thinking about rubbing my penis with her white nylon panties.      Most of the time I would run home and knock on her door to check if she was home.  When she wasn't I would take her panties...

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Aunt Betty and Me

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It all started in the aftermath of one of Florida's many hurricanes.  I don't remember the name of the storm; I was only fourteen at the time, and didn't pay much attention to current events.  My Aunt Betty lost her home because of flooding, and came to live with Mom and me.  Neither Aunt Betty or Mom had husbands anymore; it was just the three of us. I was not happy about the prospect of her living with us at first.  I had recently discovered masturbation, and was instantly addicted to the immense pleasure my body could experience during a...

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Aunt Carmen’s Scented Panties

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My Aunt Carmen was the stuff young boys' wet dreams are made of. She'd been widowed for several years by then. While she'd been married she'd been rather dumpy and unattractive, but when she became single again she ditched her frumpy wardrobe in favor of tight jeans and miniskirts, which made her look irresistible even though she was well past forty. Gone were the "sensible" flats in favor of tall stiletto heels. No more erotic woman ever lived! To Mom and my other Aunts, Aunt Carmen was the subject of endless gossip. They never seemed to tire of speculating who...

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Aunt Delores’ Panties

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I come from a rather close, extended family in the Northeast part of the U.S. Both my mom's sisters lived within twenty miles of us when I was growing up, and we would see each other frequently. My Aunt Delores was about five years older than my mom. She was divorced when I was fairly young and never remarried. Despite being older, she was the "cool" Aunt in the family, and I looked forward to her babysitting me or spending nights at her house when my parents went out. She was pretty loose with the rules. She let me stay...

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Aunt Eva

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 I was raised in a fairly typical big city neighborhood. In those days, families lived pretty close to one another if not in the same immediate neighborhood. My aunt Eva (my mother's sister) lived a few blocks away from us in a 2-flat building she owned. She lived on the 2nd floor and did n't rent the other apartment because she thought it was too much trouble and besides she didn't need the money.  My aunt lived alone and never married. Because of that she had to do all the maintenance work herself. Yard-work, paining and whatever else was needed....

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Aunt Gina at the Pool (part 4)

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Note:Flashback to when i was 10 years old Aunt was 38: When Aunt Gina worked in the yard she would wear short shorts with a halter top.Aunt Gina had the figure to wear these types of clothes. It was very hot during the summer, over 90 degrees,and very humid. After the work in the garden, Aunt Gina would get the first use of the hot water. Today Aunt Gina forgot to fully latch her bathroom door. I sat quietly outside the door and watched her undressing through the small crack in the door. As I watched her undress, I undressed...

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