Moms Pantyhose. : Incest, Fetish. – Sex Story
Type of Story: Incest, Fetish Mom’s pantyhose Mom’s pantyhose My passion for nylon emerged about 14 years, when I was messing around in the barn, he found a cardboard box, which was a lot of stockings and tights. Some incredible way to me at once charmed the nylon. I touched his hands and fondled them. I thought that for the blissful feeling it arouses in me. This charming event has, of course, the fact that I was to reproduce the situation regularly. This was the beginning of my great passion for nylon, which I am committed to this day, and today I also enjoy the nylon. Over time, I was pleased to pull a stocking on your leg or sniffing it. This nylon, which was covered with gorgeous legs before my mother became for me the most exciting NookieStar presents. the time my mother again worked in the specialty. After she raised me, worked in a bank again, always elegantly dressed, and it is even more singled out her gorgeous figure. Most often, she wore beautiful clothes and gorgeous glossy tights, which she really went. I have often noticed that men ever look at her, and she enjoyed it, as later told me. Over time, I’ll wear probably each and every stocking tights out of the box, and a special pleasure received from the tights. I then picked up their in my room. And then when I masturbated, always taking tights to sniff them or wear on their feet. One afternoon I was again satisfied myself tights, and, as always, was a stunning feeling when you touch my thighs tights. Already, when I pulled on stockings, I was standing. I went into a rage that quickly descended, entered the room when my mother was embarrassed and watched as I masturbate, wearing pantyhose over, and then in this kind of let down. For both it was a painful surprise, and her mother left the room without saying a word. How could I now look in her eyes? Then I spent all day in her room while her mother did not call me to supper. Although she repeatedly called me, I did not go to dinner. Then she came into my room and asked why I was not going. I said that I was afraid to meet her eyes. Then she said she would not be bad if we ignore this case, at my age, so did many of the boys and girls, and it was the most ordinary thing in the world. Now I got a little easier, and we went together for dinner. I slowly tried to establish relations with his mother. After dinner, she again spoke to me and said that she just is not so bad, and she sometimes masturbated, and finds nothing wrong with that. From my heart fell a stone, and again I could look into her eyes. About a week later we were sitting together watching television when she suddenly asked, from tights that were on me. I said a few weeks ago, found them in a barn in a cardboard box. Then she told me that my father was gone from us, too, liked to wear tights, and he probably had a box in the attic. Then she told me also say that if I want, I can wear tights at , but they put out is still not worth it. I just do not know how this can be treated, but it’s very good that she said it. The following week I went in tights, I have not had the courage to resist her mother.