My Stocking-Clad Homeroom Teacher

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My first homeroom teacher in first grade was Ms. Ye. I thought she was very beautiful. What fascinated me most was that she loved to wear a pair of black denim shorts, paired with black stockings and high heels. She would wear that several times a week! I don't know why, but I would feel a strange urge in my lower body, and every time I secretly masturbated, I would think about her black stockings!

Once, she was sitting at the podium grading papers, and I stood next to her, looking at her high heels hooked on her feet.

Suddenly, her shoe fell off, and I instinctively picked it up, which allowed me to see her stockinged feet clearly, so sexy...

That night, I had a dream that I was wearing those black stockings while grading papers. Because I was still young, I didn't have a wet dream, but from that moment on, I had a desire to wear stockings. So, every winter, I'd tell my mom my legs were cold and I needed to wear her pantyhose. She thought I was too young to understand, so she always indulged me. As a result, I masturbated every single time I wore them… But back then I was too young to ejaculate, so my mom never noticed, until…

Before I knew it, I'd graduated from elementary school. To paraphrase a Wang Leehom song: Time stretches everything away, but love remains unchanged in my heart! I was still obsessed with pantyhose, and my mom loved going downstairs to play mahjong, so I had many opportunities to "steal" pleasure with my beloved pantyhose. But by then I could ejaculate, so I had to ejaculate somewhere else, not inside the pantyhose (what a pity!).

Unfortunately…

one time, my mom was going downstairs to play mahjong again. I hadn't masturbated in pantyhose for a long time, so as soon as she left, I took out her pantyhose, put them on, and started having sex on her bed. But just as I was about to reach climax, I heard the door open. I froze! My God, I'd forgotten to lock the door! My mom caught me red-handed! I awkwardly pulled off my mother's stockings and went back to my room naked. My mother's scolding continued, thankfully she didn't tell my father, otherwise I would have been beaten to death! However, from then on, I never saw a single stocking in the house again! But my desires didn't stop! On the contrary, they became stronger. Without stockings to satisfy them, what could I do? I was at my wit's end, thinking all day long about how to get a pair of stockings.

Finally, one day after school, I saw my neighbor's gray pantyhose drying outside. I was extremely excited. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, I stole them. That was the first time I had ever stolen stockings. After getting them, I hid them outside the house. Whenever no one was home, I would put them on, stroking my stockinged legs while rubbing my penis, encased in the stockings, with both hands, fantasizing about making love with a girl I liked while wearing stockings, even posing as if I were fucking her, reaching a climax… But what made me happy then was that I could freely ejaculate on the stockings, because they were my own stockings (I was so happy)!

Unfortunately, those stockings disappeared later. I guess some fellow enthusiasts found them and took them back… Now I'm a high school student, but as my fellow enthusiasts know, my hobby is something I can't shake! My mom seems to think I've overcome my stocking fetish, but she's not me, she'll never understand how I feel about stockings.

She bought me a computer, and when she's not home, I secretly go online and search for "stockings." Wow! So many results! I opened each webpage like I'd struck gold, admiring the beauty of stockings, and my penis was already hard.

Finally, I saw stocking literature on the Chinese Foot Fetish website, which made me incredibly aroused, but I had nowhere to vent… Coincidentally, my current homeroom teacher is also a great beauty, with a lovely face and a fantastic figure, especially her legs—they're incredibly beautiful and sexy! She was incredibly kind to me, and of course, I liked her a lot too. Whenever I saw her wearing stockings, I really wanted to grab her, hold her stockinged feet, and clamp my penis between them, thrusting wildly until I ejaculated all over her feet…

Later, I found a website to buy stockings online, and I bought many pairs, hiding them in my room. Whenever my penis got hard, I would take them out and put them on, slowly fantasizing about having sex with my teacher in stockings, slowly masturbating, and finally ejaculating on the stockings. But I always wanted my teacher's stockings. Luckily, I finally got them… It was like this. My teacher had to go elsewhere for some reason, and we were all very reluctant to part with her (especially me), but I couldn't leave with regrets! I had a bold plan… I mustered up my courage and called my teacher, saying I really wanted to see her. She said okay, so I went to her house. She lived alone, because she rented the place.

My teacher spoke first: “What else do you want to talk to me about?”

“I want you to leave me a souvenir,” I said.

“Oh? What do you want me to do? Take a picture?” she asked again.

"No, no, no. It's not like that," I replied.

"How could it be like that?"

"I...I..." I was shy and a little regretful for coming here.

"It's okay, tell me! Is there anything else you're worried about?" At this moment, the teacher put her hand on my shoulder, as

if she understood something. I finally blurted out, "Teacher, I...I...I want your stockings." I thought only I could hear my voice. Unexpectedly, the teacher said, "Wait a minute!" and went into her room. Did she go to get her stockings? No, the good thing was yet to come!

The teacher came out, and I was stunned: the teacher had changed her clothes and was wearing stockings, white pantyhose! She sat down next to me again and said softly, "Do you think I can't tell you like my stockings? Every time you see me, if I'm wearing stockings, you look at my feet. Doesn't that say something? I like you too, but I can't have sex with a boy as young as you. But I can use my stockinged feet to help you.

If you like, take them out, and I'll help you."

I stared at her dumbly, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, she pressed her lips to mine, and put her tongue in my mouth. Of course, I sucked on her tongue hard. After about 10 minutes, we stopped.

I said, "Teacher, I want to kiss your stockinged feet properly!"

She said, "Okay!" I took off my underwear and spread my legs, and she lay between them. This way, I could have her stockinged legs clamp my erect penis, and I could lick her feet properly. She moaned, "Ah, ah ah!" In the end, I licked her toes clean.

The teacher said, "How was it? Did Teacher's feet taste good?" I kept saying, "Teacher's feet taste so good!

So fragrant and sweet!"

After licking her feet, I finally pulled out my penis, which was already nodding angrily at Teacher's stockinged feet.

I lifted Teacher's stockinged feet and rubbed my penis on them, and Teacher closed her eyes and enjoyed it. Teacher's stockings were so comfortable, the friction was a little painful and a little itchy, and a little numb. The glans secreted silvery-white liquid that clung to Teacher's feet like spider silk. I pulled her stockinged feet and started to squeeze my penis, waves of electric-like pleasure came over me, and I held back from ejaculating. Finally, Teacher said, "Never mind, you silly boy, let Teacher do it!" This time she sat up, and I still spread my legs, my penis sticking up high, and Teacher used her gentle and flexible stockinged feet to rape my penis. She first used her left toes to squeeze my penis, and then used her right foot to slowly stroke my glans, and I could only respond with "Mmm, mmm!"

The teacher's left leg got tired, so she changed positions, using her right toes to grip my penis while her left foot rapidly rubbed it up and down. I was almost in heaven! I said, "Oh, teacher, I... I'm going to cum!" The teacher

chuckled and said, "Right, cum my feet!" Then she gripped my penis with both feet and started jumping up and down.

I asked, "Teacher, what did you say?"

The teacher gasped, "Ah... ah, it means cum on my feet!" I couldn't take it anymore after hearing the teacher say such stimulating things, and finally, with a shudder, my semen erupted like a volcano, shooting wildly onto the teacher's sexy, beautiful, warm stockinged feet!

My first time was with my teacher's stockinged feet. I ejaculated a lot that time, all over her feet... She gave me many pairs of stockings. After she left, I used her stockings to remember her. I don't need to explain how I remembered her...

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