The flight attendant auntie next door to my house

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My next-door neighbor is a beautiful Aunt Zhang. She's a flight attendant, her husband is a taxi driver, and her son is studying at a university in another city. Aunt Zhang has a great figure, standing at 1.7 meters tall with long, slender legs. Her skin isn't particularly fair, but that doesn't detract from her elegant demeanor. Although she's over forty, she looks like she's only in her thirties because she takes good care of herself. Aunt Zhang usually wears stockings and high heels. Sometimes I find a few pairs of her old stockings in the trash bags she throws away, and if I'm lucky, I might even find her discarded high heels a few months later. Every time I bump into her, I'm captivated by her alluring legs, and whenever I have the chance, I peek through my door to watch her put on and take off her shoes. There's a corridor between our houses, and later, for security, we jointly added an iron gate. This means that both of our houses often leave their shoes outside, and for me, more importantly, it's easy to smell Aunt Zhang's shoes. I was thrilled about this for days. From then on, every night after they went to sleep, I began my activities. I quietly opened my front door, trying not to make a sound. I knelt down and carried her pair of black high heels back to my room with my mouth. I closed the door and began to savor them. I first gently kissed the toes of the shoes a few times. The scent of leather wafted up, exciting me greatly, but I was afraid she would find out the next day, so I didn't dare lick the shoes clean with my tongue. I just gently sniffed and kissed the surface. After a few gentle kisses, I couldn't wait to bury my nose in the opening of the shoe, sniffing frantically, afraid that even a sliver of scent would escape my nose. I felt my breath quicken, and the scent of feet, mixed with a hint of leather and a faint fragrance, permeated my senses. My body began to tremble, as if I had entered another world. The heel area inside the shoe was a bit darker, probably from the sweat from walking every day. I licked it a few times; it was slightly salty, but this already gave me a strong taste sensation. By this time, my lower body was throbbing intensely. I quickly pulled out my own stockings, including a pair of flesh-colored stockings I'd found before. I sniffed them; they still had a faint scent. I put them on, holding them in one hand and stroking them repeatedly. With the other hand, I took another high heel, turned the top upside down, and held it to my nose, inhaling deeply. My head spun, and soon a thick stream of white liquid sprayed into the stockings. Finally, I put the shoe back, kissed it a few more times, and went back to my room to sleep. My high school years were spent with Aunt Zhang's stockings and high heels. Later, I got into a local university, so I could only come home once a week to enjoy them. Later still, as graduation approached, there weren't many classes at school, so I often went home. Recently, Aunt Zhang bought a computer. Sometimes she would invite me over to teach her some basic functions. For the first few days, her husband was home when she invited me. Later, as we became more familiar, she would invite me over to teach her when her husband was out driving. This changed my life... One afternoon, I was home alone when I heard a knock at the door. I opened it to find Aunt Zhang wearing her uniform, flesh-colored stockings, and black high heels. She was still so sexy! She said she had temporarily switched shifts with a colleague that afternoon and was free, so she wanted me to come over and teach her how to use the computer. I said no problem. I stood behind her waiting for her to take off her shoes and come inside. Watching her shoes slip off her feet, I really wanted to kneel at her feet and kiss those beautiful feet I had been longing for. Her feet, though not as small as some women's, were still so beautiful, partially hidden by the stockings. When I entered the house, I found her husband wasn't home, and I felt a strange excitement. She said to me, "Xiao Wang, let me get you a drink. Could you turn on the computer for me?" "Okay, no need to be so polite next time." She poured a Coke and placed it on the table, then moved a stool and sat next to me. Actually, Aunt Zhang didn't know any basic operations, so I taught her how to turn the computer on and off and how to type. Recently, our two families have been sharing broadband, and today I started teaching her how to use the internet. She said she didn't want to play games, but she had heard from a colleague that there were many websites introducing women's health and beauty knowledge, and she wanted to check them out. I randomly entered a website and pointed to the search bar, asking her, "What kind of health knowledge do you want?" She said, "Demonstrate it for me first." I saw an item called "stockinged legs" in the popular search bar, and on a whim, I clicked on it. I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye; she didn't seem to think anything was wrong. Then, many pictures of beautiful legs appeared on the computer screen, along with some product descriptions. I turned to look at her, and her legs seemed to retract slightly. I said, "Auntie, why don't you sit down and try it yourself?" As soon as she sat down, I couldn't hold back any longer. My mind went blank, and I knelt in front of her, my head pressed against the ground beside her feet, afraid to lift my head. "Aunt Zhang, I'm sorry, I have something I want to ask you. Could you please not tell anyone?" Aunt Zhang was clearly unprepared and hadn't had time to react. She was a little flustered. "You, you should get up first," I said, not caring about anything else. I raised my head and blurted out everything that had been buried in my heart. "Aunt Zhang, your feet are so beautiful. I really like your feet!" Aunt Zhang was startled again, but quickly regained her composure. "I thought it was something serious. Actually, I've noticed something before. Every time you bump into me, you stare at my feet. I didn't think much of it at the time, but now I see. I've heard stories of people stealing women's underwear and stockings before, but I never thought I'd witness one myself today." "People who like women's feet." I thought Aunt Zhang would kick me out, but she was so calm that I became even bolder. "Aunt Zhang, I admire you so much. Can I smell your feet?" Aunt Zhang sighed. "You used to be a pretty obedient child in my eyes, but I didn't expect you to like this. But liking women's feet isn't anything vulgar." As she spoke, she stretched out her feet, which were wearing leather slippers, in front of me. "Smell them if you want." Faced with this sudden surprise, I was a little flattered and quickly kowtowed to Aunt Zhang a few times. "Hehe, don't kowtow to me, I can't accept it." I smiled and said, "I can accept it, I can accept it." I picked up one of the stockinged feet in my hands. It was so beautiful. This was the first time I had been so close to a woman's feet, especially the fragrant feet of such a sexy and beautiful flight attendant aunt. The fine veins were clearly visible, and the five cute toes were wrapped in transparent and shiny stockings. Such a beautiful pair of feet was actually in my hands. I couldn't control myself and my hands and feet went weak. I first sniffed the instep of my foot; the scent was faint. Then I brought my nose closer to my toes and smelled them. It was probably because I walked a bit to work that morning.The smell in the video was quite strong. I took a few deep breaths, and the scent of a mature woman's feet filled my nostrils. I trembled with excitement. It was much better than the smell of high heels I usually smelled. It was warm and fresh. I wanted to lick it with my tongue, but I was afraid of getting her stockings wet, so I pulled my tongue back. Aunt Zhang saw this and said, "Go ahead and lick it if you want. I'm going to take a shower later anyway. Come and lick it yourself. I'm going to surf the internet." As she spoke, she put her feet back under the computer desk. I crawled over, squeezed next to the computer chair, and lay on the floor to continue licking those stockinged feet. Because Aunt Zhang usually dressed up a lot, I could always smell perfume when I walked past her. She probably also sprayed some perfume on her feet. The feet I was kissing now had a fragrance, mixed with a little sweat, leather, and the unique scent of a woman's feet. I thought this smell could make any man instantly fall asleep. Soon, the stockinged foot was soaking wet from my licking. I turned to lick the other one. At this moment, Aunt Zhang lifted her foot and said, "You've licked my stockings so wet, it must be uncomfortable. Let me take them off." I nodded, thinking that this time I could finally have intimate contact with Aunt Zhang's feet, completely naked. Since Aunt Zhang's stockings were pantyhose, she couldn't easily take them off in front of me, so she went to the bathroom to change them herself. I just knelt on the floor and waited quietly. When Aunt Zhang came out of the bathroom, I was once again captivated by her alluring legs. Every time I looked at a woman's legs, I would just look down. This time, I was kneeling on the floor looking up, and I could see the captivating curves of her long, slender legs more clearly. "Look at you, so impatient!" I quickly leaned closer, and before she could even sit down, I kissed her feet. "What's your rush? I'm not even settled yet." This time, I didn't hold back, sucking on her little toes. She patted my head with her other foot. "Is it good?" "Yes, yes...it's good," I mumbled, my mouth full of her toes. I had just kissed a pair of stockinged feet, and now a pair of bare feet was in front of me. I was so happy I felt like I was in heaven! Her feet were very well-maintained. Although she was often out and about, there was hardly any dead skin. I sucked on each of her toes, the flesh between them was so tender and had the strongest flavor. I licked it constantly with my tongue; it was more delicious than any food in the world. Every time I licked between her toes, I felt her body react. Maybe that's a woman's sensitive spot. I licked even more vigorously, constantly moving my tongue between her toes. After licking her toes, I lay flat on the ground, face towards the soles of her feet, holding her heel with one hand and supporting the instep with the other, and began licking the soles of her feet. Aunt Zhang was probably ticklish, as she kept squirming, making her giggle. "Okay, okay... stop licking," she said. Before I knew it, my genitals were soaking wet, and her feet were spotless from my licking. I felt weak all over and collapsed onto the ground. She kicked me with her foot. "Are you satisfied now, my little puppy?" "..." I hurriedly scrambled to my feet, knelt properly, and kowtowed several times to Aunt Zhang. "Thank you, Aunt Zhang, no, thank you, Master. If needed, this little dog is willing to go through fire and water for you." "Hehe, going through fire and water isn't necessary. It's just that sometimes, after standing for a long time at work, it's nice to have someone massage my feet when I get home." "Yes, Master! Serving you is this little dog's honor." "You have a sweet tongue. Alright, my husband will be back soon. You can go back to your room now. I'll call you if I need anything." I slowly retreated to my room, thinking about everything that had happened that afternoon, unable to calm down for a long time. From then on, I never had to secretly smell Aunt Zhang's high heels again. [The End]

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