My aunt with beautiful legs who loves wearing high heels and stockings

This story is especially suitable for those who love stockings, flight attendants, and mature women. It's really good!
When
I was little, I loved my aunt's stockings the most. Just thinking about them made me unable to resist. Several times when I stayed at her house, I learned that she wore stockings every day to maintain her beautiful legs. Except when showering, she was practically inseparable from stockings. No matter the occasion, my aunt would wear stockings, high heels, or high-heeled boots, and sometimes even shapewear stockings at home.
Besides
her perfect face and hot figure, my aunt's amazing legs were so stunning that they once caused someone to lose their mind and fall off their motorcycle. Living in this kind of environment every day, it's hard not to love stockings
.
One day I went to my aunt's house... My aunt was wearing a short, wavy skirt, and her beautiful legs, visible beneath the stockings, were breathtakingly beautiful. She wore black high-heeled boots, trendy yet sexy. My aunt said the weather was too humid and she needed to change her clothes...
Of
course, I didn't want my aunt to take off her stockings... I had a brilliant idea... I hid under the door and peeked through the ventilation vent... Since she was going to take them off anyway, I might as well watch. My aunt slowly pulled the mini-skirt down her beautiful legs, which were covered by stockings... Every movement of hers... the sound of the mini-skirt and stockings rubbing together... I still can't forget it... because... what appeared before my eyes was a pair of flawless legs wearing transparent stockings. After taking off the mini-skirt, my aunt proudly touched her legs. This scene haunted my dreams for most of
my
life… until the day I personally experienced my aunt's beautiful legs… Oh… my aunt's legs… I watched her movements, and my heart almost stopped. After a while, she finally started to take off her stockings. Those graceful movements, and those gradually exposed, snow-white legs, looked so smooth and
elastic
… Ah… I so wanted to break down the door and hug and kiss my aunt's beautiful legs… After she took off her stockings, she suddenly stood up and walked towards the door. I immediately rushed back to the living room, trying to be as quiet as possible.
Whew … thankfully I wasn’t discovered. I heard my aunt go into the bathroom, and after a moment’s internal struggle, I decided to go to her room. The bed was covered with her worn underwear and the stockings she had just taken off. I couldn’t control myself and started smelling her stockings . This feeling is so good, the stockings still smell of her scent, I greedily smell and lick them... God... it's all the womanly fragrance she left behind today. It might be the natural scent of a mature woman's body. This is truly fragrant sweat. I finally came to my senses, because I knew it was getting impatient. Not bad, my little brother was already swollen and red. I couldn't wait to use these stockings that still smelled of my aunt to masturbate. As I masturbated , I imagined what my aunt would look like wearing these stockings . "Michelle! What are you doing with my stockings?!" Auntie!!! She's back!!! She saw me masturbating with her stockings!! What to do...? Auntie didn't react much, she just slowly walked over and looked at me... "Is this... fun? So you've always been interested in my stockings," Auntie said, looking at my erect penis with her stockings hanging from it. Suddenly , she grabbed my big penis with one hand, "Ah...ah...ah...no...I'm about to..." "What? Do you know what you're doing...!" Under the friction of Auntie's slender fingers and the stockings, I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated . A torrent of semen gushed forth, soaking my stockings and my aunt's hands. After I ejaculated, I was too weak to speak. My aunt took the stockings into the bathroom and locked the door. At this point, I didn't know what to do and dejectedly returned to the guest room. That night, I pretended to be sick and didn't go out for dinner, but my aunt knew perfectly well. She didn't tell my parents; I think it was because she was embarrassed. Although I breathed a sigh of relief, my aunt never mentioned it again after that day. A long time passed like this, and I lived under her contempt . Later, my aunt had a falling out with her boss and decided to change careers... My aunt was originally a secretary... so I was worried that I wouldn't see her wearing skirts anymore. Unexpectedly , her decision surprised and delighted me. Anyway, my uncle is in China doing business all year round... My aunt is active and loves wearing skirts, so she simply applied to be a flight attendant. Any man on a plane would be happy to see a flight attendant as passionate as my aunt... and her legs under the uniform... I can only imagine my aunt as a flight attendant while masturbating, she'll have a more mature charm .

Because flight attendants have to wear thin, transparent stockings as part of their uniforms, I discovered that these were the finest stockings available.

My aunt probably knows my fetish; she walks around in front of me all day wearing sheer stockings, but I never get a chance to touch her. To this
day
, my aunt is the sexiest woman in my eyes, the one I want most. For the past three years, I've suffered from her temptations and repression, almost driving me crazy… I hate her, but at the same time, I want her even more. However, my aunt's house is full of stockings;
as
soon as I get home, I go to my aunt's room, grab one of her stockings, and ejaculate on it

! ^But at 12 years old, how could I possibly sneakily play with her stockings in the bathroom, sit next to her lap, and take the opportunity to grope her? That was enough to satisfy me. Sometimes my aunt would tease me unintentionally, like asking me to choose stockings for her. She would leave all her worn stockings together for me to steal. Once, I complimented her on her beautiful legs, saying she should
wear more
miniskirts and stockings. The next day, she wore a very sexy skirt with slits on both sides. I kept staring at my aunt; her low-cut, tight-fitting top showed off her curvaceous figure. I always had fantasies about my aunt. Thinking of her beautiful face, thinking of her alluring legs in stockings. Her stockinged legs were incredibly powerful; every step she took made me lose my balance. I couldn't help but keep glancing at my aunt's thighs, my gaze sweeping over her long , captivating legs. Haha ! I just saw my aunt sit down on the sofa. Her black leather miniskirt had ridden up a bit, revealing a long, shapely thigh, which made my blood boil. She crossed her right leg over her left, striking a graceful sitting pose. I vaguely saw a glimpse of the bottom of her thigh beneath her skirt—oh, the seam of her stockings and thighs! Her leg muscles were smooth and supple, making my heart race . Seeing her right leg swaying back and forth across her left leg like a hypnotic pendulum, making me dizzy, I was like a horny worm, my mind filled with thoughts of what color underwear my aunt was wearing. I imagined taking off her underwear, pulling out my thick, long penis, and shoving it into her little hole between her legs… She was walking towards me in a miniskirt, and suddenly she jokingly sat on me… She intentionally or unintentionally touched me with her stockinged thighs; I knew she was deliberately teasing me. My aunt actively surrounded my penis with her perfect lower body. Now, I was already burning with lust, and my aunt's stockinged buttocks pressed tightly against my penis. There were so many people around, including my uncle . For the first time in my life, I had my aunt's penis pressed against me, and I was extremely happy. However, I was also incredibly embarrassed. Her thighs, clad in stockings, pressed tightly against me, and the left slit of her narrow skirt was lifted up, allowing me to vaguely see her small, transparent, red, string-like panties on the side of her buttocks. She still didn't miss the chance to tease me. Another time, she discovered me peeping at her changing clothes through the window. Instead of minding, she invited me into the room to help her zip up the back of her skirt. My aunt's unexpected action left me bewildered when I entered her room. I saw completely transparent stockings hanging on the clothes rack, and my heart raced… My only wish at that moment was to pull out my penis and ejaculate my hot semen between my aunt's beautiful legs, shrouded in stockings. Then I would tear her black panties, lift her thighs from behind, and tightly embrace her slender 23-inch waist. I would touch every inch of her proud legs, massaging my thirsty little brother with her body . I swear I will one day play with my aunt's body to the fullest, and I will make her completely obedient to me. Ever since I discovered the magic of my aunt's stockings, I often use my young age to hang around her, my only purpose being to touch her legs. Especially when they play mahjong, it's a rare opportunity . I would crawl in and out under the table, peeping at my aunt's long legs. My aunt is about 163 centimeters tall, with long flowing hair, a 32C bust, long legs, and a firm, elastic buttocks—a figure that countless women dream of. After work , my aunt often wears her uniform, exuding a captivating femininity . I remember one time when the opportunity came again, my aunt was wearing a see-through, tight-fitting tank top, and her long, slender legs were covered by a tight-fitting short skirt and sheer stockings, which aroused endless fantasies.

Her skirt was very short, so I took the opportunity to crawl under the table, stealing glimpses of her sexy legs. Admiring her long hair draped over her bare shoulders, her shapely legs peeking out from under her tight skirt, from my kneeling position, my aunt's beautiful legs were right in front of me.
Because
she was sitting, her skirt had ridden up even further, revealing her snow-white thighs, below which were long, straight calves. Although she was wearing sheer, sexy stockings, I could still feel how smooth her skin was.

Combined with the feminine fragrance emanating from her, my large penis quietly began to rise. I followed her calves
...
Her thighs were slightly parted, and I could see she was wearing semi-transparent panties. The patch of black in the middle made my heart pound.
Whether
intentionally or unintentionally, my aunt's dazzlingly beautiful legs wouldn't give me a single inch of space. My hand would occasionally stealthily touch her stockinged legs, the touch soft and smooth. My already erect penis was hard and stuck in my pants—this was the cruelest torture for me… My aunt moved her wheelchair back a little,
and
as I turned around, I inadvertently caught a glimpse of her knees, which weren't fully closed. Oh!
I
saw her shapely calves naturally spread apart, and although the light under the table was poor, I could still clearly see her sexy thighs and crotch!

My aunt's alluring calves swayed gently in front of my eyes, and I could no longer resist the temptation. I reached out and touched her calves. Her delicate legs trembled slightly under my caresses
.
My hand moved up her legs, slipping inside her rounded thighs. Her stockings were as thin as gauze, and I could clearly feel the muscles on her inner thighs twitching gently with my touch. I placed my other hand on her knee, and she immediately spread her legs apart, sliding the chair forward to tuck both legs under the table
. Ah
! Beneath the thin, transparent stockings, her dark area was right before my eyes, her pubic hair peeking out from the holes. My heart was pounding. A gentle caress of her inner thighs was no longer enough to satisfy my lust; I slowly licked upwards. When I reached her inner thighs, my aunt clamped my face between her stockinged legs. That feeling was so amazing
! Secretly, I kept touching every inch of her stockings. Her thighs
. She moved her legs occasionally, playing cards with everyone as usual. Her private parts were clearly visible under her short skirt, and combined with her sexy legs in stockings, this would probably be incredibly stimulating for any man! My aunt
,
oblivious to her posture, boldly presented the hem of her skirt directly to me. I opened it, and she grew even bolder, opening it wider so I could see right under her skirt. The sheer stockings
,
combined with the beautiful curves of her thighs… made me incredibly restless! My aunt probably found it amusing to tease me; my gaze was fixed on her exposed skin, and perhaps feeling shy, she
noticed
her nephew peeping at her private parts under the table! Her legs involuntarily closed, yet she couldn't help but open them again. The more my aunt tried to hide her beauty, the more she couldn't close her legs... I continued to be captivated by the area under my aunt's skirt.
Suddenly,
she placed one leg on me. Because I was under the table and my aunt was sitting, the card table provided cover, and no one saw her leg on me. This gesture boosted my confidence even further
. This
scene was so tempting; the moment I looked up, my penis immediately became hard and engorged with blood. Just thinking about it excited me immensely. Her cute toes, polished and encased in sheer stockings, were so damn sexy. As I slowly slid my hand up her thigh, I glanced at my aunt. She was chatting with everyone without batting an eye, seemingly oblivious to my actions. Apparently, she had taken off her underwear when she went to the bathroom; she wasn't even wearing a thong under her stockings.
At
that moment, my brain congested, and my blood flow doubled. Just then, her legs started swinging even wider, a stimulation I'd never experienced before. My taut, erect penis throbbed with desire
. ^
Now, only the stockings on my aunt's lower body revealed how wet she was. I glanced at her again; her face seemed very red, and I could feel her breathing becoming rapid. Her lower body was also writhing. I reached down and grasped her stockinged legs. I gripped her calf tightly with my left hand, and with my
right
hand, I unzipped my pants, pulling my hard penis out from the side of my underwear and pressing it against her legs. My aunt probably sensed something was wrong and tried to pull it back

, but I held her tightly. I whispered to her, "Open your legs and clamp me between them." Her legs parted slightly, and I placed my penis between them. She began to squeeze, and an unprecedented feeling surged through me. My penis, massaged by her feet, began to ejaculate.

I could feel my aunt enjoying our game. She pulled up her thin stockings with one hand and poked a small hole with her fingernail. I inserted my finger through the hole and touched the woman's most private parts. And she was my beloved aunt. I gently teased her as I inserted my finger into the crevice. Only when I grew up did I understand my aunt's situation at the time. She had

to enjoy physical pleasure while suppressing her emotions to play mahjong.
Perhaps this situation gave my aunt a different kind of pleasure. When it was time to go home ,
my aunt said, "Michael, you can just sleep here with me, don't go home." After everyone left, only my aunt, my sleeping cousin, and I were left. At this moment, my aunt breathed a sigh of relief. Then my aunt asked me in my ear, "Michael, do you know what you were doing just now?" I said in a panic that I didn't know. My aunt smiled and asked me again if I liked her very much. I said I liked her very much. My aunt smiled again, and my heart was half relieved because my aunt wasn't angry. My aunt asked me again if I liked her legs
.
She said if I did, I could touch them often. But it was a secret and I couldn't tell anyone. But I wanted to continue playing with her like before, so I happily crawled under the table. As I passionately licked my aunt's legs, she moaned softly. Her hands kept touching my hair and cheeks, while she used her other leg to stroke my face
,
giving me great satisfaction. To see my aunt wearing stockings often in the future, I licked very hard. Suddenly, my aunt's back itched, and she asked me for help. I gently scratched and gently tickled her back. Her body leaned forward, and I stood directly behind her, my hard, throbbing penis only about an inch away from her round
buttocks
. "Higher, a little harder!" I leaned forward and grabbed her, my hard penis gently pressing against her buttocks. For several minutes, she didn't move, letting me tickle her. Then she said, "Could you massage my back while you're at it?" How could I refuse such a great opportunity? So I changed my hand gestures and started kneading her back muscles. My aunt took the opportunity to arch her back and rotate her hips, making my throbbing penis press against her.

"Mmm, Michael...you're so amazing...you just served my aunt and now you're massaging me." Not long after, she asked me to untie the knot of her bra so she could have a full massage. This suggestion almost made me ejaculate. I untied the knot, and the bra slid down automatically. As I massaged her, I turned my head to the side and peeked out.
I
could clearly see her bare breasts hanging there. Every time my hard penis rubbed against her vulva, her breasts would sway. My aunt thrust her hips back forcefully and slowly rotated her buttocks. This way, I could see not only her swaying breasts, but also my aunt's erect nipples. [I could no longer control myself, and thick semen gushed into my pants!] I continued grinding for a while, but soon my aunt realized what was happening. She stood up, turned around, and faced me.
As I stared intently at her bare breasts, she asked me to tie her vest around her neck and hugged me tightly while I tied it. As she finished tying me up , my aunt said, "Thank you, your skills are excellent. You're welcome to massage me anytime from now on." She bent down, her face alluring and captivating. Her low-cut vest tightly hugged her breasts, making them almost spill out. Because she bent down, I could clearly see her deep cleavage. I was completely captivated. I felt a strong reaction below. Before I went abroad to study, I was absolutely smitten with my aunt, who was only a dozen years older than me… My aunt's style became more and more fashionable every year… her skirts got shorter and shorter… her passionate and bold style, coupled with her stubborn eyes, truly mesmerized me. Her fair and delicate skin, her expressive eyes, her alluring face, and her incredibly sexy figure: full breasts, firm and not sagging, a slender waist—the charm of an Eastern beauty combined with the devilish figure of a Western beauty. Why is this kind of beauty my aunt?! But what my aunt didn't expect was that at 15, I was going through the turmoil of puberty, my vague yet intense desire for the opposite sex burning like an uncontrollable raging fire. I tried every possible way to go out with my aunt, and she never hesitated to take me with her. In the three years that followed, my aunt transformed from a 27-year-old girl next door into a mature woman radiating passion. Just seeing her made my mouth water, because of her long, slender legs ! I love going shopping with my aunt . I can follow closely behind her and steal glimpses of every inch of her figure beneath her tight skirt—a pair of rare, jade-like legs that love wearing stockings. Every step my aunt takes, from her calves to her thighs, is so graceful and captivating. Her smooth, even, snow-white calves are so long that I can't help but stare. Such long, beautiful calves must connect to full, shapely thighs, and women with long legs are the most agile, capable of making men feel like they're in heaven . Before I left the country, I kept hinting to my aunt that I wanted to massage her like before, but I didn't know if she understood my hints. These past few years, as I've grown up, I haven't had many opportunities to sneak up on her and touch her legs, and she hasn't agreed... But I didn't give up... While my uncle was abroad, I kept calling my aunt... I used different methods on the phone to let her know how much I longed to see her in stockings... When I was little, being around her beautiful legs felt like heaven... If I could have another chance to be alone with my aunt... I would definitely cherish that opportunity. Finally, my aunt agreed to go out to dinner with me the night before I left the country... I hadn't seen my aunt's legs in so alluring stockings for a while, the interplay of light and shadow on her legs; under certain lighting angles, the stockings were almost completely transparent, the color seemingly absorbed into her legs, becoming a second skin. The stockings not only accentuated the beautiful curves of her legs but also softened the glow of her skin. I couldn't sleep all night... constantly fantasizing about what kind of night my aunt would give me... truly, beauty is a curse . My aunt's sexy figure lured me down a path of no return, especially her pink legs, which made me completely infatuated. My aunt was ten minutes late that day... I didn't expect her to call my cousin and uncle out too... I had a very unpleasant meal... I knew my aunt did it on purpose... My plan seemed to have fallen through. After the meal, my aunt said she would give me a ride... We got on the bus together... When I stood up, I realized that what was tightly wrapped around my aunt's firm and beautiful legs was a white denim mini-skirt... I rarely saw my aunt dressed like that. My aunt and I sat on opposite sides of the bus... We should have been the last passengers... The empty bus was only occupied by me, a young man with lustful thoughts, and my aunt's impeccably sexy legs. "Michel, you have to study hard after you go abroad... I've done everything I can for you." I didn't quite understand what my aunt meant... She suddenly stopped talking and turned to the window. Her snow-white, slender legs were crossed and perked up, and the tight mini-skirt completely presented her full buttocks to me. v; }$ q8 {9 [8 p6 ~$ w

My aunt must have noticed me staring at her legs. My lustful gaze was completely unlike that of a nephew… My aunt's legs were perfectly proportioned… When her legs moved like that, of course, I, sitting opposite her, felt incredibly aroused.

Because my aunt's skirt was made of denim… the stiff material couldn't hide her beautiful figure at all… My aunt felt increasingly uncomfortable with her beautiful lower body. My gaze kept wandering down her thighs, while she kept licking her lips… My lust hadn't subsided; I just wanted to get home quickly, wash my face, and calm down.
After
driving for a while, my aunt clearly knew I was taking advantage of her, but she smiled and pretended not to notice. Her legs were crossed, revealing more of her thighs. I didn't waste the opportunity to admire her beautiful legs. My aunt glanced at me casually, checking if I was still staring at her.
Once , I was still watching… twice, my gaze didn't leave… Although I knew there was no danger of being exposed, my aunt still tugged at her skirt, clearly worried. I knew very well that once, twice … I was still staring at her thighs. My aunt's hand naturally pressed down on the hem of her skirt, but my gaze remained fixed on... her thighs and the hem of her skirt... her attempts to conceal herself increased my interest. I continued to scan my surroundings with my lustful eyes, and my aunt warily avoided my gaze. Her shyness stirred a throbbing in my heart, and a surge of pleasure coursed through my brain. I began to feel excited, my whole body heating up. My blood was rushing through my veins . My attention must have excited my aunt immensely, since I dared to openly peek under her skirt. But as a woman, my aunt instinctively crossed her legs, which were originally flat, to prevent me from seeing what she shouldn't have. My aunt lightly tapped the hem of her skirt with her fingers, and slowly moved her legs, trying to naturally change her posture. My eyes never left her body, under her skirt... My eyes were so lewd, so excited, that my aunt would definitely feel something when she saw my excited reaction . I knew I couldn't see my aunt's private parts at all; I could only glimpse her delicate, jade-like legs clad in stockings… A strange feeling told me I had to make my aunt completely open up to me. Suddenly, she changed her posture, lowering her legs from being crossed to lying flat, her most private parts directly in my line of sight. She feigned ladylike behavior, pretending to be afraid of revealing her underwear, politely pressing her skirt down with her hands , but deliberately placing her hands on her thighs to flatten the skirt, allowing my gaze to directly see deep inside her skirt, directly to the top of her thighs, allowing me to clearly see the woman's private area . In my eyes, my aunt was a dignified beauty who carelessly and inadvertently revealed her private parts. My gaze was entirely focused on my aunt, no… not her body, I was staring straight at her legs. It was so hot… my whole body started to burn… I stared intently at the inside of my aunt's skirt, it was dizzying, and I felt an unparalleled pleasure. It was as if everything about my aunt belonged to me, to me alone as my plaything. Suddenly , my aunt made a startled expression, feigning surprise at discovering her exposed private parts, and turned her skirt away from my sight. Everything about my aunt was laid bare before me; my eyes seemed to see through her darling, as if they could see through the stockings she was wearing, giving me unparalleled pleasure. I wondered if she was wet down there… This must be a gift from my aunt… Was she doing it on purpose? Why would she do that? Maybe it was a hint… In my fantasy world, I had already seen every secret place on my aunt's body, inside and out.

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