The charm of a nanny

When I was sixteen, we hired a nanny who was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old. She was very beautiful. She used to
work as a waitress in a restaurant, but she recently quit and married her boyfriend. However, her husband was very busy with work and
often traveled around, so she came to our house as a nanny to pass the time.

One day, after the nanny arrived, I went to open the door. As soon as I opened the door and saw the nanny standing outside, I was stunned.
Perhaps because it was so hot, the nanny was wearing a very sexy light-colored spaghetti strap dress. Her
outfit completely revealed her full, bamboo shoot-shaped breasts and her long, slender, snow-white legs. She
was simply breathtakingly beautiful! What excited me the most was that the nanny was wearing light gray stockings and black high heels.
Her legs were full of feminine charm, perfectly proportioned. Upon closer inspection, I noticed she was also wearing light makeup; she was truly stunning.
In this situation
, I couldn't help but stare, my heart pounding, filled with inexplicable excitement! The nanny, seeing my strange expression and reaction,
seemed a little embarrassed, blushing as she said, "What are you looking at! Haven't you ever seen a woman before?" Hearing
this, I felt I'd been too rude, but wanting to smile back, I couldn't help but say, "
Of course I've seen women, but I've never seen such a sexy beauty as you!" "You're so naughty, with such a sweet tongue! I bet you often go out and pick up girls!" I
was about to reply when she continued, "Don't you have homework to do today? Go back to your room!" "Okay, I'm going back now
," I said helplessly. I went back to my room to continue my homework, but whenever I thought about the nanny's outfit today
and her ambiguous smile, I couldn't concentrate on my work at all; my mind kept
wandering. Just as I was lost in thought, the nanny suddenly came in and said, "Your room hasn't been cleaned in a long time.
Would you like me to clean it today?" Sharing a room with the nanny was something I couldn't ask for, so I
nodded vigorously and said, "Sure! But I'm afraid it will tire you out!" The nanny smiled and said, "It's alright." Just then
, the floor fan blew back towards me, and since the nanny was standing right next to it, with a whoosh, her short skirt was lifted up, instantly revealing
her sexy white panties and her long, slender, snow-white legs to me!
Faced with this sudden turn of events, she first exclaimed, "Ouch!"
Then she immediately pressed down her skirt and said, "Ugh! You've turned the fan up so high!" At this moment, my eyes
were fixed on the nanny's beautiful legs, and I said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, your legs are so beautiful..." As soon as I
finished speaking, the nanny blushed and said, "Ugh! I'm ignoring you!" Then she went to make my bed. The nanny bent down
to tidy up, and in doing so, her already short skirt was pulled up, revealing glimpses of her underwear. Her
light gray stockings were pulled up to her thighs, a white garter belt tied at the top. Her
long, voluptuous legs looked even more alluring against the stockings, and her black high heels added to her feminine charm. Faced with such a tempting
scene, I felt my blood boil, and my beloved "brother," with whom I'd relied for over twenty years, couldn't help but swell!

But the nanny quickly finished tidying up, stood up, glanced back at me with a charming smile, and I immediately lowered
my head. Suddenly, the nanny pulled up her skirt all the way to her waist, then squatted down to dust under the bed. Wow, so that's what it looked
like! Today, the nanny was wearing high-waisted pale yellow panties, with white garter belts dangling from the sides. Because of the design, the panties
only had a thin line running down her back, revealing a line that disappeared from her waist into the crevice of her rounded buttocks, then connected to
the small piece of fabric covering her slightly protruding vulva. The thin heels of her black high heels rested against her buttocks—it was absolutely gorgeous!
I really wanted to touch them! For several minutes, she remained in that position, and I thought she was probably intentionally letting me see,
so I said, "Your panties and stockings are so beautiful!" She stood up, but didn't put down her skirt, and deliberately turned around in front of me,
saying, "If you really like my panties and stockings, come to my house with me, and I'll let you see more, and I
can even wear them for you!" "Okay!" Without thinking, I got dressed and went to her house with her.

Upon arriving at the nanny's house, she locked the door, and the room, now shrouded in darkness with the curtains drawn, turned on the wall lamp. "I'm going to
take a shower first. You can sit for a while," she said. With that, she opened the wardrobe, took out a flesh-colored, sheer suspender pantyhose, and left, leaving the wardrobe
door wide open—clearly intended for me to get a good look. Opening the nanny's underwear drawer, the clothes inside immediately caught
my eye, and my heart skipped a beat! "Oh my god…this is…her…underwear…panties…" Four large drawers, each about three feet square , were filled with all kinds of underwear; virtually every style and color available on the market could be found in
the nanny's drawers .
I casually picked up a few pieces and examined them, noticing that her panties ranged from sheer,
completely transparent, covered in lace, so small they barely covered anything, to those with vents, and some so obscene they were practically grotesque
. Her drawer was practically a mini lingerie museum, filled with blush-inducing, suggestive
lingerie. I know some women have a penchant for collecting lingerie, but if it's all obscene stuff, it's more of
a man's hobby than a woman's. Suddenly, it dawned on me: to please her husband, she was willing to wear these obscene,
lewd lingerie every day to attract his attention, and thus, without realizing it, she had amassed a drawer full of them! I opened
the bottom drawer, and it was full of stockings—black, green, flesh-colored, light gray, and more. I rummaged through them; most
were thigh-high stockings, along with a few garter belts. I pulled out a pair of light gray thigh-high stockings. The sheer fabric revealed fine
lines, and they felt smooth to the touch, with a faint, pleasant fragrance. As I was examining them closely, the nanny walked in.
I was stunned. She was wearing a flesh-colored sheer garter belt lingerie set, a pink bra, and through the thin fabric, I could
vaguely see the shape of her full breasts and firm pink nipples. Her sheer pink thong barely concealed the thick
pubic hair peeking out from the sides. The flesh-colored thigh-high stockings, tied to the garter belt, made her plump thighs appear even whiter. "This lingerie set is beautiful."
"Huh?" I nodded. "You seem to really like light gray stockings, so I'll wear them for you!" She took the light gray
stockings from my hand, sat on the edge of the bed, and slowly took off the flesh-colored stockings she was wearing, revealing her fair thighs. Then she carefully
put on a pair of light gray stockings. She probably wanted to show them to me, slowly letting the stockings drape over her flawless, beautiful legs.
When the stockings were finally on her thighs, they complemented each other perfectly, radiating a captivating and alluring beauty.
Then she
tied on the garter belt. The light gray stockings accentuated her mature temperament and figure, making her appear even more elegant and noble. She took a
shoebox from under the bed and pulled out a pair of white high heels, the heels a good 12 centimeters high. She handed them to me, saying, "Put these on."
I lifted her leg, one hand stroking her stockinged leg, feeling the smooth texture of the stockings, while the other hand slipped
the white high heels onto her feet. She stood up, spun around, and said, "Now take off my bra." I
froze. Did she really have to take it all off? Seeing my fear, she hesitated to obey. "Hurry up!" she
urged me, her tone slightly reproachful. I nodded in agreement, and then she turned her back to me. I skillfully unhooked the bra
, my smooth hands sliding down her shoulders to remove the straps. She instinctively held onto the cups, glanced back at me shyly, nodded approvingly
, turned to face me, and released her hands; the bra fell to the ground with a thud. Her enormous breasts almost pressed against my chest. They were incredibly
firm, showing no signs of sagging, and the smooth, white skin of her breasts was as soft as snow. I tried my best to calm myself, but the heaving of my chest couldn't
hide the excitement in my heart. She was almost completely naked. "The last thing!" I anticipated her next move. She wanted me to help her take off
her panties, and I felt incredibly excited. I half-knelt in front of her, hooking the edge of her panties and pulling them down. The panties slid down her thighs,
revealing the triangle of her pubic area. She cooperated with my movements, gently lifting her foot so that I could remove the panties, rolled up in a line, from
her body. "You look so beautiful right now..." I said. "Thank you. Come, come over here." So I
sat down on the edge of the bed, and she stood in front of me. "I'm wearing a type of women's underwear right now. You see, I have
garter stockings above my thighs. This is what's commonly known as garter stockings. This kind of underwear not only enhances a woman's sex appeal, but also...
can arouse a man's sexual desire..." Then she lifted her leg. "I'm wearing high heels. Every mature woman
wears these kinds of shoes. Do I look good?" I nodded. Looking at the nanny, who was only wearing garter stockings, stockings, and high heels
, I couldn't resist any longer. I reached out and hugged her, gently placing her on the bed. I pounced on her, holding her
feet and passionately kissing her soft, boneless, long feet and white high heels. When my lips touched the smooth, slightly
rubbing light gray stockings, I felt completely relaxed, a lightness and intimacy I had never experienced before. Gazing at her hazy, smooth
legs, watching her gracefully and slowly remove one high heel, fully revealing her arched foot encased in stockings, I was completely
aroused. Panting, I said, "I love you so much, give it to me!" Then, I greedily grasped her breasts, kneading them lightly and heavily
, my tongue already intertwined with hers. My legs kicked wildly, rubbing against her long, slender legs in stockings—it was indescribably wonderful. She wrapped her arms
around me, gently stroking my not-so-strong back. Her legs tightly entwined around mine, rubbing up and down in rhythm with my movements, especially her thighs
pressed against my groin and thighs, the friction of the stockings making them hot and comfortable. Then, I removed all her clothes and
underwear, leaving only the light gray stockings still clinging to her legs, gleaming alluringly. I quickly stripped off my own clothes,
my hands gripping her breasts, touching and kneading them. As my hands rubbed against her, she arched her back, moaning
with pleasure, "Mmm...mmm..." I suddenly lifted her legs and placed them on my shoulders. She was still wearing a white high heel on one foot, her left foot raised and resting on
my shoulder, her right leg curled up in front of her chest. I sucked on her delicate toes clad in stockings, kissing her soles and slender
calves. My "little brother" mounted her, full of power, aiming straight for her garden, and thrust in forcefully. She couldn't help but twist more violently, her breathing
rapid, the unexpected, intense stimulation rushing to every corner of her body. I thrust forty or fifty times in a row, and she was already
covered in fine sweat, her cheeks flushed. One leg was on my shoulder, and the other thigh, clad in light gray stockings and a white high heel,
was now raised high, swaying back and forth with my thrusts. My hands passionately caressed her thighs,
sliding inside and rubbing vigorously. The smooth texture of the stockings made my primal force grow stronger and stronger, and her entire soul
danced with her body in this beautiful union. One of her feet gently caressed my face, the friction of her stockings finally bringing me to
the peak of both body and soul. Inside her, my "little brother" swelled intermittently, each time
releasing hot liquid into her womb, until the thick essence was finally completely ejaculated.

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