My aunt in stockings

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When I was little, I loved my aunt's stockings the most. Just thinking about them made me swoon. Several times I stayed at her house and learned that she wore stockings every day to maintain her beautiful legs. Except when showering, she was practically inseparable from them. No matter the occasion, my aunt would wear stockings, high heels, or high-heeled boots. Sometimes she would even wear shapewear stockings at home. Besides her perfect face and stunning figure, her amazing legs were so captivating that they once caused someone to fall off their motorcycle while staring at her.
Living in that environment every day, it's hard not to love stockings. One day I went to my aunt's house…
She was wearing a short, wavy skirt, and her stockings revealed her breathtakingly beautiful legs, along with black high-heeled boots—trendy yet sexy. My aunt said it was too humid and she needed to change her clothes…
Of course, I didn't want her to take off her stockings… I had a sudden 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 her miniskirt down her beautiful legs, which were covered by stockings… Every movement of hers…
the sound of the miniskirt and stockings rubbing together… I still can't forget it…
because… what appeared before my eyes was a pair of flawless legs wearing sheer stockings.
After taking off her miniskirt, my aunt proudly touched her legs.
This scene made me dream about it for most of my life… until the day I personally experienced my aunt's beautiful legs… Oh… my aunt's legs…
Watching her movements, I almost stopped my heart. After a while, she finally started to take off her stockings. Her graceful movements, and the gradually revealed snow-white legs, looked so smooth and elastic… Ah…
I so wanted to burst through the door and hug and kiss my aunt's beautiful legs… After taking off her stockings, she suddenly stood up and walked towards the door.
I immediately tried to tiptoe back to the living room. Whew… thankfully I wasn't discovered. I heard my aunt go into the bathroom, hesitated for a moment, and decided to go to her room.
The bed was covered with her underwear and the stockings she had just taken off. I couldn't control myself and started smelling her stockings.
This feeling was so good; the stockings still smelled of her. I greedily smelled and licked them…
God… it was all the womanly scent she left behind today.
Perhaps it was the natural scent of a mature woman's body. It was truly fragrant sweat.
I finally calmed myself down, because I knew it was impatient.
Yes, my little brother was already red and swollen. I couldn't wait to use these stockings, still carrying my aunt's scent, to masturbate.
As I masturbated, I fantasized about what my aunt would look like wearing those stockings.
"Michael! What are you doing with my stockings?!"
Auntie! She's back! She saw me masturbating with her stockings!
What should I do…? My aunt 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," my aunt said, looking at my erect penis dangling from her stockings. Suddenly, she grabbed my big cock with one hand, "Ah…ah…ah…no…I'm about to…"
"What? Do you know what you're doing…"
Under the friction of my aunt's slender fingers and the stockings, I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated.
A large amount of semen gushed out like a flood, soaking the entire stockings and my aunt's hand. After I finished, 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 better than anyone. She didn't tell my parents, probably because she was embarrassed.
I was relieved, but my aunt never mentioned it again after that day, and a long time passed like that. I lived under her contempt all the time.
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. I was surprised and delighted by her decision. Anyway, my uncle was doing business in China all year round... My aunt was active and loved 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 could only imagine my aunt as a flight attendant while masturbating, she would have a more mature charm.
Because flight attendants have to wear thin, transparent stockings, I discovered that these were the best of the best.
My aunt probably knew my fetish, and she walked around in front of me all day wearing transparent stockings, but I never had the chance to touch her.
My aunt is still the sexiest woman I want most in my life.
For the past three years, I've suffered from her allure 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 her room, grab her stockings
, and masturbate on them or her underwear! But what can a 12-year-old like me do? Playing with her stockings in the bathroom, sitting next to her lap, and sneaking gropes is enough to satisfy me. Sometimes my aunt will tease me unintentionally, like asking me to choose stockings for her. She keeps her worn stockings together for me to steal. Once, I complimented her legs, saying she should wear more miniskirts and stockings. The next day, she wore a super sexy skirt with slits on both sides.
I kept staring at my aunt; her low-cut, tight top showed off her curvaceous figure.
I constantly fantasized about her
, thinking about her beautiful face and her alluring stockinged legs.
Her stockinged legs were incredibly alluring; 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.
Ah! I just saw my aunt sit down on the sofa, her black leather skirt riding up a bit, revealing a large section of her shapely, long thighs, making my blood boil. She crossed her right leg over her left, assuming a graceful sitting posture, and I vaguely saw a glimpse of the bottom of her thigh beneath her skirt—oh, the seam of her stockings and thighs, the smooth, elastic muscles of her groin, making my heart race. Seeing her right leg swaying back and forth across her left, like a hypnotic pendulum, making me dizzy, I felt like a horny worm, my mind filled with thoughts of what color underwear my aunt was wearing. I imagined taking off her panties, pulling out my thick, long penis, and shoving it into her little hole…
She was walking towards me in a miniskirt, and suddenly, jokingly, she 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 penis pressed against my aunt's, and I was extremely happy.
Even so, I was incredibly embarrassed.
Her stockinged thighs pressed tightly against my body, the narrow slit of her skirt lifted up on the left, revealing a glimpse of her red, transparent, string-like panties on the side of her buttocks.
She still wouldn't miss an opportunity 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.
This unexpected action left me bewildered when I entered her room, because I saw completely transparent stockings hanging on the hanger, and my heart raced…
My only wish at that moment was to pull out my penis and ejaculate my hot semen between her beautiful legs shrouded in stockings, then tear her black panties and, from behind, lift her thighs and tightly embrace her slender 23-inch waist.
I touched every inch of her proud, beautiful legs, using her body to massage my thirsty little brother.
I swear I will one day play with my aunt's body to the fullest, and I will make her completely obedient to me. Since discovering the magic of my aunt's stockings, I often used my young age to linger around her, my only purpose being to touch her legs. Especially when they played mahjong, it was 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 wore her uniform, exuding a captivating femininity.
I remember one time, another opportunity arose; my aunt wore a transparent, tight-fitting tank top, and her long legs were clad in a tight-fitting short skirt and transparent stockings, sparking endless fantasies.
The skirt was very short, so I took the opportunity to crawl under the table, stealing glimpses of her sexy legs. Admiring her long hair cascading over her bare shoulders, her shapely legs peeking out from under the tight skirt, from my kneeling position, my aunt's beautiful legs were right in front of me.
Because she was sitting, the 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 legs down! 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, and my hand would occasionally stealthily touch her stockinged legs, the touch soft and smooth.
My already erect penis was rock hard inside my pants, this was the cruelest torture for me…
My aunt moved her wheelchair back a little, and as I turned around, my eyes inadvertently caught sight of her knees, which weren't fully closed. Oh!
I saw her shapely legs 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 legs swayed gently before my eyes, and I could no longer resist the temptation. I reached out and touched her calf.
Her slender 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 wider, sliding the chair forward to slide both legs under the table.
Ah! Beneath the thin, sheer 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. The feeling was incredible. Secretly, I continued to caress my aunt's stockings and 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, stockinged legs, it would be incredibly stimulating for any man!
My aunt, oblivious to her posture, boldly turned her skirt towards me. I opened it, and then she became even bolder, opening it wider so I could see directly 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 realized her nephew was spying on her private parts under the table!
Her legs involuntarily closed, yet couldn't help opening them again. The more she tried to hide it from me, the less she could close her beautiful legs…
I continued to be captivated by the area under her skirt. Suddenly, she placed one leg on me. Because I was under the table and she was sitting, the card table provided cover, and no one saw her leg on me. This gesture boosted my confidence.
The scene was incredibly alluring; just looking up made my penis instantly hard and engorged. The mere thought of 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 restroom; 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 and spreading even wider, a stimulation I'd never experienced before. My erect penis, taut in my pants, swelled and felt like it was about to burst.
Now, only her stockings covered her lower body, and I could feel 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.
My left hand gripped her calves tightly, while my right hand unzipped my pants. I pulled my hard penis out from the side of my underwear and pressed it against her legs. Perhaps sensing something was wrong, she 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 gently, and I placed my penis between them. She began to move, and an unprecedented feeling surged through me. My penis, massaged by her feet, began to ejaculate.
I could feel my aunt enjoying our game.
With one hand, she pulled up her thin stockings 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 with my finger. Only when I grew up did I understand my aunt's situation at the time.
On one hand, she had to enjoy physical pleasure, and on the other hand, she had to suppress her emotions while playing 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. My aunt breathed a sigh of relief. Then she whispered in my ear, "Michael, do you know what you were doing just now?" I panicked and said I didn't know. My aunt smiled and asked if I liked her a lot. I said I liked her a lot. My aunt smiled again, and I felt half relieved because she wasn't angry.
My aunt then asked if I liked her legs. She said if I liked them, I could touch them often. But this was our secret, and we 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 constantly caressing my hair and cheeks, while her other leg stroked my face, giving me great satisfaction. To see my aunt in stockings more often in the future, I licked very diligently. Suddenly, my aunt's back itched, and she asked for my help. I gently scratched and tickled her back. She leaned forward, and I stood directly behind her, my hard, throbbing penis only about an inch from her round buttocks.
"Higher, a little harder!"
I leaned forward and scratched upwards, my hard penis gently pressing against her buttocks. For several minutes, she didn't move, letting me scratch 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 began 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 helped my aunt and now you're massaging me." Not long after, she asked me to untie her bra so she could give me a full massage. This suggestion almost made me ejaculate.
I untied the bra, and it slid down automatically. While massaging her, I turned my head to the side and peeked, clearly seeing her bare breasts hanging there. Every time my hard penis rubbed against her vulva, her breasts swayed. My aunt thrust her hips back forcefully, slowly rotating her buttocks.
This way, I could see not only her swaying breasts but also her erect nipples. I could no longer control myself, and thick semen gushed into my pants!
We continued grinding for a while, but soon my aunt realized what was happening. She stood up and turned to face me. As I stared intently at her bare breasts, she asked me to tie her tank top back on and hugged me tightly while I tied it. As she finished tying me up, my aunt said, "Thank you, your skills are good. You're welcome to massage me anytime from now on."
My aunt bent down, her face alluring and captivating. Her low-cut vest tightly hugged her breasts, which were almost spilling 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 clothes became more and more fashionable every year... Her skirts got shorter and shorter every year... Her passionate and bold style, coupled with her stubborn eyes, really mesmerized me. Her fair and delicate skin, her expressive eyes, her charming face, and her incredibly sexy figure: full breasts that were 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 years old, I was in the throes of puberty, and my vague yet intense desire for the opposite sex was like a raging fire that I couldn't control.
I tried every possible way to go out with my aunt, and she never hesitated to take me with her for three years. My aunt transformed from a twenty-seven-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 loved going shopping with my aunt; I could follow closely behind her, stealing glimpses of every inch of her legs beneath her tight skirts—a pair of rare, jade-like legs that loved wearing stockings. Every step my aunt took, from her calves to her thighs, was so graceful and captivating. Her smooth, even, snow-white calves were so long that I couldn'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.

02
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. In the past few years, as I grew up, I hadn't had many opportunities to sneak up on her legs and touch her, and she didn't agree... But I didn't give up... While my uncle was abroad, I kept calling my aunt... I kept using 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 this 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 those intoxicating stockings for a while, the changing light and shadow on her legs; under certain lighting angles, the stockings were almost completely transparent, the color of the stockings seemed to be absorbed into her legs, becoming a second skin. The stockings not only enhanced the beautiful curves of her legs, but also softened the glow of her skin. I couldn't sleep all night... I kept fantasizing about what kind of night my aunt would give me... She
really is a femme fatale.
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 filled only with me, a young man with lustful thoughts, and my aunt's impeccably sexy legs. "Michael, you must 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 and slender legs crossed sexy, the tight mini-skirt completely displaying her full buttocks in front of me.
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 she moved her legs like that, it was incredibly arousing for me, sitting opposite her. Because my aunt's skirt was made of denim… the stiff material couldn't hide her beautiful figure at all… My aunt felt increasingly uneasy about her beautiful lower body. My gaze kept wandering down her thighs, while she occasionally licked 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.
She crossed her legs, revealing more of her thighs, and 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 she knew there was no danger of being exposed, my aunt still pulled down 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 attempt to conceal herself only fueled my interest.
I continued to lecherously scan our surroundings, my aunt warily avoiding my gaze.
Her shyness stirred a flutter in my heart, a surge of pleasure coursing through my brain. I began to feel excited, my whole body heating up. My blood was rushing through my veins.
My attention must have thrilled my aunt immensely, since I dared to openly peek under her skirt.
But as a woman, my aunt instinctively crossed her legs, which had been lying flat, to prevent me from seeing what I shouldn't have.
My aunt tapped her skirt lightly with her fingers, her legs slowly shifting, as if trying to naturally change her posture. My eyes never left her, her skirt...
My gaze was so lewd, so excited. My aunt must have felt something seeing 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 position again, lowering her legs from crossed to 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 a woman's private area.
In my eyes, my aunt was a dignified beauty, carelessly and inadvertently exposing her privacy.
My gaze was completely fixed on my aunt, no… not her body, I was staring intently at her legs. It was so hot… my whole body was burning… I stared unblinkingly at the area under my aunt's skirt, it was dizzying, an unparalleled pleasure. It felt 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. I
had seen everything about my aunt; my eyes seemed to be able to see through her camisole, as if they could see through the stockings she was wearing to show me, giving me unparalleled pleasure. I wondered if she was wet down there…
This must be a gift from my aunt... Did she do it on purpose? Why would she do that? Maybe it's a hint... In my fantasy world, I've already explored every secret part of my aunt's body, inside and out.
Several years later, one evening... I had just told my new girlfriend that I had a fetish for stockings... Could she say no? I immediately told her to put on stockings... Jennifer was great all over... I was really impressed with her performance in bed because of her long legs. Just as I was getting really into it with Jennifer, the phone rang. "Um, Michael, don't answer it, don't answer it! I'm ready to put on pantyhose for you!" Jennifer turned her head and said coquettishly...
"Maybe it's something important~ Wait for me." Without pulling out my penis, I just held Jennifer and moved her towards the phone, thrusting a couple more times before answering. Jennifer moaned a couple of times.
My hand moved from Jennifer's calves, covered by stockings, down to her buttocks. "Hey, hey~" "Hey~ Michael? This is your aunt. Are you really not going back to Taiwan this summer? I haven't seen you in so long. Have you lost weight or gained weight?" Judging
from her tone, she seemed quite eager for me to come back.
"Aunt, I can't help it. I have to start working. I'll try my best." Jennifer turned her head and made a few breathy sounds, though I couldn't hear clearly. I think she was probably chuckling. I made a fierce face and told her to be quiet. Jennifer didn't quite understand at first, but she got it right away.
I pulled out my penis, spread Jennifer's vagina, and quickly thrust it all the way in. Jennifer was afraid my aunt would hear, so she could only make muffled sounds. Hehe~ You like to laugh at me , don't you?
"Oh dear~ You're going back? Then I can't hold you while you sleep?"
Jennifer pouted, looking a little aggrieved but helpless. "I hold you while you sleep every day, so I can bear with it if I miss one day. I haven't seen Auntie for many years, I wonder if she's changed." "Don't get any funny ideas about your auntie when you're alone together... I remember what happened between you and your auntie when you were little," Jennifer said, a little jealous when she heard me praise my auntie. "What~" "How could that be? She's my aunt! You're so jealous! You're even jealous of my aunt!" I lifted Jennifer's legs wide open... I buried my head between her legs... roughly caressing the stockings she had put on me... then thrust my hard penis into Jennifer's body. Although we had just stopped, she got wet again after only a couple of thrusts. "I'll make up for what I did that day." I continued thrusting a few times, and Jennifer let out a few soft moans, saying, "Didn't you say you were going to fuck me until I couldn't get up tomorrow?"
I didn't respond. I lifted Jennifer's buttocks and rubbed her drooping breasts from behind with both hands. I slowly inserted my penis into her vagina and then slowly withdrew it. After several times, I started to speed up, pulling out to the vaginal opening and then inserting it again, constantly giving Jennifer a tearing pleasure. Jennifer kept moaning, "~~o ……hurrytakeme" "...fuck me...fuck me...do you feel my leg? Does it turn on? Omchael...look what I'm wearing...pantyhosepantyhosepanythose...it's all for you...they're really yours." Hearing Jennifer's moans, I slowly felt a tingling sensation...I started frantically touching the stockings Jennifer had put on me, wildly thrusting into her lower body...I thrust in for the last time before I came...I forcefully pushed in again from her vaginal opening. Jennifer, hit by my powerful impact, collapsed. In a wave of pleasure as her vaginal muscles completely enveloped my penis, I ejaculated. People say that a man's mind goes blank after ejaculation, but I kept thinking about Jennifer's words, "Don't get any funny ideas about your aunt." When I was in elementary school, there was a period when I would often steal my aunt's stockings to masturbate. Thinking about it now feels so distant, but I don't regret how many billions of sperm I've given. My aunt is tall and curvy; everyone who sees her takes a second look. She was my goddess of sex appeal back then!
Every time I'm exposed to pornography, my aunt's curvaceous and alluring body involuntarily floats into my mind. I fantasize that she will take off her gorgeous clothes in front of me, leaving her full, mature, and curvaceous body naked except for the stockings that haunt my dreams. Although such inappropriate "sexual fantasies" about an elder make me feel guilty as a junior, my aunt is an unparalleled temptation for me during my adolescence, and the lewd thoughts are hard to get rid of!
However, after that period, my relationship with my aunt returned to normal, and I didn't have any more romantic thoughts about her. I think it was probably just puberty; whenever I saw her legs, I would fantasize about the thrill of those beautiful legs wrapped around my waist. That night, after a passionate encounter with my girlfriend, I dreamed that I was on top of my aunt, moving up and down, enjoying the friction between our bodies, kneading her breasts, and my aunt didn't resist at all, letting me ravage her. She kept kissing my face and stroking my head. Finally, my penis shot out a young bullet inside my aunt like a machine gun. After university, I decided to return to Taipei from abroad for work. The housing problem was really giving me a headache! Fortunately, with my aunt's consent, I moved into her house without any problems.
At 20, I was filled with curiosity about the opposite sex, and naturally, I developed a real interest in my childhood sexual fantasies—my aunt. Sometimes, I even had inappropriate fantasies about her, and each time I could only think of her through her stockings… After fantasizing about my aunt's body and ejaculating a large amount of semen onto her stockings, a sense of guilt always accompanied me when wiping the sticky semen off my penis, but I just couldn't stop these dirty fantasies. Although my reason told me that I shouldn't look at my aunt with lewd eyes, especially when masturbating, I still couldn't control my fantasies about her body, especially her pair of crystal-clear, round, long, snow-white, smooth, and flawlessly pink legs. Her fair skin filled me with endless sexual fantasies, and the mysterious triangle between her legs was what made me blush, my heart race, and my mind wander. So I had long been used to staring at her body, my gaze like that of a beast eyeing its prey. But my aunt still wears miniskirts and tight clothes without restraint, constantly provoking this lecherous old man. My aunt is now a flight attendant for xxxx airline. My uncle's long-term business trips abroad and the near breakdown of his relationship with my aunt indirectly contributed to the creation of this article…
My aunt, Judy, is 35 years old, in the prime of her life. She's tall and slender, every gesture graceful and elegant, every smile natural and captivating. God has truly blessed her, giving her not only a flawless, ethereal face, but also flawless skin and a devilish figure—full breasts, a slender waist, rounded hips, and long, straight, flawless legs that are absolutely mesmerizing.
My aunt's love for stockings is a blessing from heaven. Stockings paired with her mature style create an astonishingly charming look. I imagine there must be a whole bunch of lecherous passengers drooling around her on the plane. But until the day I saw her naked, I never thought of possessing her body. Everyone said that after the airline changed to miniskirts, the biggest beneficiary was my aunt, and my uncle must have been unable to resist the temptation of those 40-inch long legs. Plus, she was a flight attendant, oh...
My charming and alluring aunt was like a mixture of the beautiful goddess Venus and the devil... If you covered her upper body, the first thing people would think of was a hot slut... I swear any man would want to sleep with her, and of course I did too... But I could only start peeking at my aunt to satisfy my sexual fantasies.
One night, I heard the sound of the door opening, and I knew she was back. She would come back every day in her uniform, and I noticed that she hadn't taken off her stockings yet. The airline uniform and sheer stockings were such a perfect combination, and it immediately made me hard.
My aunt said that she was going to a friend's birthday party that night and wouldn't be home until very late, and told me not to wait for her, that I could go to sleep if I was tired. After saying that, my aunt went upstairs to get ready, leaving me alone.
As I began tidying up, I noticed my aunt's bedroom door was ajar. I gently pushed it open, and the sight before me stirred another surge of desire within me. My aunt was facing away from the door, beginning to change her clothes. I saw her gently taking off her t-shirt. I saw her smooth, bare back, topped with a black bra that matched her panties.
Slowly, as if deliberately showing herself off, she gently unbuttoned her tight skirt and slowly pulled down the zipper.
Oh my god! This provocation made my already taut crotch feel even more strained.
My aunt knew very well how stimulating this position was for a man.
I stared intently at her soft, yielding lower body…
The black lace panties were finally revealed before me, narrow and small, with openwork details. The feeling of wearing them on my aunt now was completely different from the feeling I had seen them in the dryer.
Slowly, my aunt reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. From behind, I could see her breasts, so firm and perky. Then, she gently and gracefully pulled down her panties. I saw her completely naked—so beautiful, so beautiful! I almost couldn't resist rushing over to hug her. But I restrained myself. Hadn't she noticed me behind her after all this time? No, she must be doing it on purpose.
After getting dressed, my aunt bent over, sticking her buttocks out, and found a pair of sheer lace stockings and a strapless bra in the closet. She sat on the bed and put on the bra first.
Then, she gently slipped her toes into the stockings and pulled them up with both hands. Quickly, she pulled the stockings up to her waist, then reached inside and adjusted them.
My aunt looked even more alluring in her sheer stockings, her entire lower body seemingly transparent. Her sheer, crystal-silk panties were even more seductive against the backdrop of the stockings. I stared intently, and through the stockings, I could see her alluring slit. My aunt's figure was incredibly sexy, even more perfect than before. She wore a low-cut dress that revealed a cleavage, tightly covering her full breasts. The back of the dress was barely visible, the material extremely transparent. The skirt's slit was about 20 centimeters above the knee, making her beautiful legs even more striking. As she walked, the inner thighs were occasionally exposed; when she sat down, her entire shapely leg was revealed. Her
full buttocks were almost completely exposed as well. Black best accentuates the lines of the legs, so when she walked, her posture was exaggerated, her thighs appearing and disappearing, her ample hips swaying dramatically, and her slender waist giving a sense of agility…
My aunt's leg proportions were the most beautiful standard of the human body. She looked so sexy. I bet my aunt's legs in that miniskirt were enough to make an entire army collapse at her feet. I love seeing my aunt in stockings because only she can truly showcase the beauty and allure of her legs. After a while,
I heard the sound of high heels. My aunt gracefully descended the stairs, gave a few brief instructions, and then left. Sigh! I'm left all alone, feeling so depressed! I went back to my room and
lay on my bed, wondering what kind of sexy stockings my aunt was wearing today. A miniskirt? Lace? Sheer? Thong? Or… nothing at all? I also thought about my aunt taking a shower, and the fire of desire within me burned fiercely. My lazy penis was also rock hard, I couldn't take it anymore, I just wanted to be completely released. So I went to my aunt's room and rummaged through her drawers looking for her underwear. To my surprise, I found that she had hundreds of pairs of sexy stockings of all kinds, with a dazzling array of lace thongs. Trembling, I took out a black thong and a pair of Chanel stockings. I excitedly went back to my room, ready to vent my frustrations on my beautiful aunt's stockings.
My aunt has such a perfect figure, she's so beautiful, and she wears so many different colors of lingerie, especially this black lace bra that I've never seen or used before. Black lace or camisoles are such a strong sexual signal, it looks so lewd…
I carefully picked up my aunt's designer stockings and played with them, fantasizing that my hands were touching her legs in the stockings, and I could smell the unique scent of a mature woman on her panties. I'm going crazy, I'm completely obsessed with my aunt. I fantasize that her round, long, shapely, flawless legs, revealed from the slit of her miniskirt, are wrapped around my waist, and my thick, hard penis is inserted between her legs, enduring her sucking. Ah~ Aunt~! From now on, I will dream of you every night, and fuck you hard in my dreams every night!
My hand kept stroking my penis up and down until it ejaculated completely onto my aunt's sheer stockings. Only then did I happily clean up the mess. Back in my room, I was drenched in sweat from the excitement and impulsiveness. After taking a shower, I lay down on the bed and drifted off to sleep...
Around one in the morning, I was awakened by the rustling sound of the iron gate opening. I thought it was probably my aunt coming back! So I put on a tank top and went downstairs, but I forgot to put on my shorts.
After going downstairs, I saw my aunt, who was drunk, saying to me, "Michael...you're still up so late?"
I smiled and said to her, "I'm used to going to bed late." (My aunt had no idea I'd been woken up by her...)
I looked at Judy's flushed cheeks and asked, "Auntie, you're drunk, do you want me to carry you?"
My aunt smiled and said, "Then please carry me upstairs."
I quickly replied, "Okay...okay...no problem!"
(Because this was the perfect opportunity to touch my aunt's hot body, how could I refuse? Hehe...)

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