Message-ID: <2436eli$9707301140@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/2436.txt> From: aman4u@cyberjunkie.com Subject: My addiction Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <33dfbf2d.5597630@smtp.ix.netcom.com> This is my true story, of my life long lust for my aunt, and her nylon covered legs. It began as a young boy. I was about 8 at the time, and when my parents went out to dinner, or away for the weekend, my aunt Helene would usually volunteer. She was the youngest of my mother's sisters, and was about 17 years old when she first began to babysit for me when the parents went out. From my youngest years I always had an eye for the legs of a woman. I could care a less about their boobs or their faces, just as long as I could have a good view of their legs, and especially their feet. It was always heightened when they were encased in nylons. Now, the time period I am talking about was the late 50's to mid 60's, when women still wore garterbelts, and reinforced heel and toe stockings. I would always be happy when my mom would take me shopping, and I would ride the bus with her to Macys. On those rides I would see plenty of nylon covered legs and stocking feet. Ohh the variety of colors and the shades that they wore back then. I would have a raging hardon even as a young boy of 10 years old. I would get home and make a quick excuse to go to the bathroom, and furiously masturbate till I came in buckets. Well, one weekend my parents went on their 2nd honeymoon, they were off to puerto rico for 5 days, and left me in the care of my aunt. After they left I did my homework, and then promptly went to the living room to watch tv. Not much was on in those days, but I did not care anyway, for my aunt was sitting on the couch, and she had her shoes off, and she was wearing the most beautiful pair of beige reinforced heel and toe stockings that I had ever seen. Her feet were on the ground, and she was on the phone yacking to one of her friends, twirling the cord with her fingers as she babbled on and on. I decided to take a chance at that moment, and that was to scoot as far under the couch, and have her wind up with her feet between my legs, and have my lil hard cock land squarely on top of her feet. I achieved success in this, and she was none the wiser, being too caught up in her conversation to care. I started with a gentle rocking motion, almost imperceptible at first, but gaining in intensity, when suddenly she hung up the phone and suddenly realized what I was doing. "what do YOU think YOU are doing?" she asked. I told her it made me feel good to do what I was doing, and I said I did not think she would mind. She giggled and basically said that I could get a blister on my pee pee from doing it so hard, and then said that she would show me a better way to do it. She took me to my room, and swore me to absolute secrecy about what we were doing, since she did not want to get in a heap of trouble. I readily agreed. With that she had me undress, and lay down on the floor. she sat on the bed, and ever so slowly she started to caress my legs with her stocking feet. The feeling was phenomenal, and it was driving me crazy. My cock was getting quite agitated and red, the head of it being almost vermilion in color. Then she wound her way up to my cock with her stocking covered toes, and she started asking me why it was I liked this kind of feeling. I said I did not know, but that I enjoyed it very much, which was the truth of the matter. Then she clasped both of her soles around my cock and started jacking me off with her beige stocking feet, very gently, and once in a while she would roll her toes over the head of my cock, which was oozing a lot of pre cum by that time. I was thrashing on the floor so loudly, I hoped I would not make the downstairs neighbors call the cops thinking there was a fight going on. My aunt started asking me how I liked the feeling of her stocking feet on my cock, and that she enjoyed doing it for me. I was too numb to answer, and just shook and moaned loudly. She started jerking my cock faster and harder with those reinforced beige stocking feet, and all I could do was stare and grunt and groan. Then that familiar feeling began to build in the head of my little 10 year old cock. It felt as if 1000 insects were marching on it. The I grunted really loud and started to cum. It shot out of my cock like a veritable geyser, and the cum splattered her stocking feet, and just about soaked her feet. as the cum soaked her feet it made her sliding action more pleasurable, and I came some more, until I was totally spent. I lay on the floor, gasping for air while she laughed and smiled. She said that she hoped that she had not ruined me for other ladies later on in life, and also she hopes that she had not turned me into a pervert who would forever lust after womens feet. I said that I think if sex could feel this good, that I would gladly enjoy being a pervert for the rest of my days. and that is how I became addicted to the stocking feet of women. She babysat for me for a few more years, and when we had the chance during those times, she would jerk me off to my hearts content. Time then passed quickly and the fashionable stockings of old were slowly but surely replaced by pantyhose. Today I am a grown man, and have not seen my aunt in many years, but if I were ever to have the chance to meet up with here again, I would make sure that I would bring a pair of old fashioned reinforced heel and toe stockings with me as a gift for the both of us. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /