Story of a pantyhose addict
One momentous day, I don’t remember what got it into me, I looked inside the clothes hamper and discovered my mom’s pantyhose. The feeling of this soft material excited me immediately. My hands started shaking. I knew this was a women’s only garment, so totally taboo for me. But that just made it more exciting. My heart started pounding taking them out of the hamper. They were so beautiful. So thin. So smooth. So sheer. So soft. Unlike anything I ever touched. My dick started to stiffen. Then I smelled them. Oh my fucking God! What an aroma! So intoxicating! My dick hardened even more.<div>
</div><div>I let the pantyhose touch my dick and the sensation was electric. I couldn’t resist putting them on. Still in the bathroom and couldn’t believe how aroused I was wearing them. I reached a whole new level of consciousness, my dick was fucking throbbing. I caressed my legs, it felt so amazing. I was ready to come! I started gently touching my dick through the pantyhose. What an unbelievable sensation! Soon my breathing got a lot harder and i started rubbing my dick through the pantyhose faster and harder only to climax in an unforgettable orgasm. I shot a big load into mom’s pantyhose.</div><div>
</div><div>I couldn’t believe how good this felt. I didn’t want to take off the pantyhose. Ever!</div><div>
</div><div>I stashed the pantyhose back in the hamper.</div><div>
</div><div>I eventually kept a pair to masturbate with them in my room.</div><div>
</div><div>One day, mom asked me, if I knew anything about the stains in her pantyhose. I pleaded complete ignorance. I knew I had to be more careful. I started to keep a stash in my room.</div><div>
</div><div>About three weeks later I came home from school. The house was empty. I couldn’t wait to put one of my pantyhose on. My dick became hard just thinking of it. I had my clothes off in a jiffy. However I took time putting the pantyhose on. I enjoyed the feeling of putting them on. I had such a hard on, I wanted to enjoy that feeling of wearing pantyhose and being aroused longer. I left my room and strutted through the house, eventually ending up in my parent’s bedroom. I enjoyed seeing myself in pantyhose, with my rock hard dick trying to fight against the prison of pantyhose.</div><div>
</div><div>In that exact moment, my mom walked in. “I knew it. I knew the stains came from you. Wow, look how hard you are! The pantyhose really excite you, don’t they!” I just nodded. “Well, why don’t you finish up and join me in the living room.”</div><div>
</div><div>Getting caught in pantyhose made me so much more aroused, that I came within a few strokes after mom leaving.</div><div>
</div><div>After my orgasm subsided, the guilt took over. “What will mom say? How is she going to punish me? Will she tell dad?” I changed into shorts and t-shirt to face my mom.</div><div>
</div><div>“Oh you took my pantyhose off? You looked rather cute in them.” my mom opened the conversation. “You’re not angry?” I replied. She responded “Just for lying to me, when I asked you directly about the stains in my pantyhose.” “I’m sorry, Mom” I apologized, “I was so embarrassed.” Then she blew me away: “Listen, I know how stimulating pantyhose can be, I completely understand your hormones drive you to crazy things in your puberty. It’s probably just a phase. I’m ok with you using pantyhose to play with yourself. Just stay away from my fancier pantyhose, cool?” I nodded in agreement. I was immensely relieved.</div><div>
</div><div>“So is this just about pantyhose, or do you wear them, wanting to be a girl? Or are you even gay?” she inquired. “No, Mom, just for the pantyhose.” I admitted. Mom had a big smile on her face and kissed me on my cheek, “Well, enjoy the heck out of them!”</div><div>
</div><div>About two weeks later, we were alone at home, Dad was working late, she called me into her bedroom. “Listen, if we share pantyhose, I want to make sure you know how to put them on properly.” She had two suntan pairs lying on her bed and invited me to sit next to her. I took my pants off, leaving my underwear on. “That’s not how I remember you wearing pantyhose. Don’t you want to be naked before you put them on?” she curiously inquired. “Right here in front of you?”, shocked, I asked. “Sure! It’s not like I haven’t seen you like this before.”</div><div>
</div><div>How could I resist? So I took the rest of my clothes off. Mom was in underwear and a shirt.</div><div>“Sit next to me and follow my lead.” she invited to join her. My hand shook like crazy accepting the pantyhose from her. “Don’t be that nervous! It’s just to how to put on pantyhose without putting a run in them. I want them to last longer for the both of us!” I couldn’t believe how sweet she was.</div><div>
</div><div>So I followed her. We rolled our pantyhose legs together before putting them over our feet and slowly pulling them up over our legs. Needless to say I was rock hard watching my mom put on pantyhose, while at the same time I was putting them on me. When it came to pull the top up, she jokingly said “Well, now you’re on your own, I can’t advise how to get the pantyhose over your penis, but I don’t think you will have a problem with that and neither does it provide a chance for a run.” When we both finished pulling them up, we both checked each other out.</div><div>
</div><div>My dick was just throbbing. “You look very handsome! You’re really excited already, aren’t you?” she wanted to know. I just nodded. “May I watch you cum in your pantyhose?” I couldn’t believe she asked me that. My mind was racing, fighting between this just being wrong but being turned on by the idea like crazy. Eventually I started to touch my dick, just thinking of the lustful pantyhose climax I was about to have. Soon I frantically rubbed my dick through the pantyhose. My knees started to shake. I came hard. Shot several loads through the pantyhose.</div><div>
</div><div>“Wow. That was beautiful. I can totally feel how you get turned by rubbing your dick against the pantyhose. I wish I had such a big sex organ to enjoy the nylon. I’m kinda jealous!” she said with quivering voice.</div><div>
</div><div>“I’m jealous of you being able to wear pantyhose anytime you want! And excite men when you do!” I countered. “True!” she laughed. “You can leave the soiled pantyhose in the hamper. I’ll wash them with the rest.”</div><div>
</div><div>I removed the pantyhose and put my regular clothes on. Mom was still in her pantyhose sitting on the bed, when I left her bedroom. She asked me to close her door. I wondered whether my masturbating in pantyhose turned her on so much, she had to relieve herself. In my fantasy, she did.</div><div>
</div><div>I couldn’t believe mom let me masturbate in pantyhose in front of her. For the next few days reliving her putting on her pantyhose made me cum in pantyhose harder and faster.</div><div>
</div><div>A few weeks went by without anything between the two of us.</div><div>
</div><div>Then one day, she asked me to help her in her bedroom. Full of curiosity, I joined her. She was wearing nude pantyhose with a pleated skirt and silk blouse. “Very sexy outfit, Mom!” I complimented her. “Well thank you! Would you please help me put on my anklet?” she begged, handing me her anklet. She lifted her leg and placed her foot on my upper thigh. My hands were shaking taking the anklet and putting them around her ankle. Mom had very sexy tiny ankles and I couldn’t believe I was allowed to touch them.</div><div>
</div><div>Gently did I maneuver the anklet around her ankle, getting a feel of her smooth and soft pantyhose. Even something innocent like this made my dick hard and me crazy. Mom had a big grin on her face, when she removed the foot from my thigh. “Thank you for that service, Son. I might need your help more often.” “It will be my pleasure!” I replied. “That’s quite noticeable!” she countered and laughed. “I’m going out with your dad tonight. Do you have enough pantyhose to get you through the evening?”</div><div>
</div><div>I couldn’t believe my ears. “Absolutely, Mom!” I replied and smiled. She smiled back.</div><div>
</div><div>It took merely seconds after watching them leave to ransack the clothes hamper and pull out all pantyhose, lay them out on my bed. I put one pair on, one to inhale her scent and used the rest to run over my body and dick. I loved the feel of nylon on nylon on my dick. That was even better than just one pair. I went through my whole spank bank. Mom’s anklet. Watching her putting on pantyhose. Masturbating in front of Mom.</div><div>
</div><div>I had worn and came in four different pairs, before I gave it a rest.</div><div>
</div><div>But even for the rest I put on a pair of pantyhose to enjoy the freedom of wearing pantyhose at home. I went to sleep before they came home. The next day I looked for her nude pantyhose. I was stunned to see find the center of the pantyhose completely torn apart. I assumed my dad did that during fucking her. Another fantasy for my spank bank. Damn!</div><div>
</div><div>At one point during the day, Mom turned to me, “I noticed all the soiled pantyhose in the clothes hamper. Looks like you had quite the delightful evening.” I nodded and blushed.</div><div>
</div><div>Weeks later, mom asked be into her bedroom again, to get help with her anklet. “Dad just called, and he has to work very late, so I figured we do something special tonight. I want you to wear my pantyhose while you apply my anklet.” My dick went hard immediately. She handed me the pantyhose, she had worn earlier. Obediently I removed my clothes and put on her pantyhose. I was insanely aroused.</div><div>
</div><div>“Now that looks much better and feels more natural.” she said and placed her pantyhosed foot on my thigh again. I felt so great to feeling her pantyhosed foot on pantyhosed thigh. Wow. She placed her second foot on my other thigh. Even better i thought. I commenced caressing my mom’s panyhose ankle, taking my time to apply the anklet. Meanwhile my fucking dick was throbbing like crazy in the middle of all that. Mom certainly seemed to enjoy that scenario seeing me aroused like this. Once the ankle was on, I expected her to remove her feet from my thighs, but instead she slowly slid them towards my dick.</div><div>
</div><div>She gently started caressing my pantyhosed dick with her pantyhosed feet. “How’s that for a reward to being so gentle to my ankle?” mom inquired. It was such a crazy sensation, i had precum leaking, before I could say anything. I had never cum not masturbating before. This was the first time i wasn’t in control and i absolutely loved it. The suspense, mixed with surprise made me quickly lose my mind. I just let lt go and was taken to absolute pantyhose ecstasy. I came so hard, I was shooting cum all over her feet and legs.</div><div>
</div><div>“Wow. We both need new pantyhose now …” my mom observed with a smile. “That was insane, Mom!” I commented. “I never came like this before!” Mom just kissed me on the cheek and placed a fresh pair of pantyhose in my hand. “Let's get cleaned up. I’ll see you in the living room.”</div><div>
</div><div>Assuming she handed me a new pair, meant to me, she wanted to see me wearing pantyhose again. So I went just wearing the pantyhose she gave me and strutted into the living room. To my surprise she wasn’t wearing. Just shorts and a t-shirt. I have to admit, I was a little disappointed.</div><div>
</div><div>We started with small talk about pantyhose and my fetish. I couldn’t believe she was totally at ease with me sitting in front of her in just pantyhose. Like it’s completely normal.</div><div>Mom: “Is it just my worn pantyhose, that gets you going, or have you tried wearing brand new ones?”</div><div>I didn’t want her to feel to weird about my pantyhose fetish, so I decided to hide the fact how I smell her worn pantyhose, when I masturbate by myself.</div><div>Me: “Not yet, Mom. But I would love to try some.”</div><div>Mom: “We can do that.”</div><div>She grabbed my hand and lead me to her bedroom. To her pantyhose drawer to be precise. It was an amazing sight. Tons of pantyhose out of package and about a dozen still in package. She picked out a pair that read “Sears Cling-Alon Ultra Sheer All Nude pantyhose” and handed me the package, “I think you might like these.” I took the package from her hands and proceeded to leave to change in my bedroom. “Where are you going? You can change in my room.”</div><div>
</div><div>“Ok. Mom.” I obeyed and removed my pantyhose to prepare putting on the brand new ones. She handed me a bottle of lotion. “You should try putting on some lotion on your legs, before you put on pantyhose. I think it feels so much better.” I applied the lotion.</div><div>
</div><div>My hands started shaking when I opened the package and started pulling out the pantyhose. I loved how they felt, how soft, how sheer they came out of the package. I held them up to view them. They were nude color and I couldn’t believe I was about to put these on.</div><div>
</div><div>Me: “They feel very nice, Mom and look very sexy.”</div><div>Mom: “Don’t they. Wait until you get them over your legs.”</div><div>
</div><div>I proceeded to put them on. They slid over my legs like two satin sheets sliding against each other. The lotion made quite the difference. It was an incredible feeling. These pantyhose felt really nice. I was so excited.</div><div>
</div><div>My dick was rock hard, when I pulled them all the way up. In contact with the material, it already started leaking precum.</div><div>
</div><div>Mom: “So? What’s the verdict? By judging your erection, you seem to enjoy them very much.”</div><div>Me: “They feel absolutely wonderful, Mom. So soft, silky and smooth! I love them! I feel like I am gonna cum in them any second.”</div><div>Mom: “Glad to hear! Not yet please. I want you to learn to wear pantyhose without masturbating. Just for the feel. Let’s see how long you can last. What do you say? Wanna spend some time with me just in pantyhose?”</div><div>
</div><div>I was ready to explode. Mom was driving me absolutely crazy, talking about me in pantyhose. And this pair made it even harder not to just cum all over right away, but I wanted to accept the challenge, so we went to the living room and set on the sofa to watch some TV.</div><div>
</div><div>She was good about completely ignoring me wearing pantyhose. She behaved as if was wearing sweats. I had an amazing time just spending time with her in pantyhose.</div><div>
</div><div>After about half an hour, she left and came back wearing pantyhose with no panties!. It looked like the same kind I was wearing.</div><div>Mom: “I was getting jealous of you being the only one wearing pantyhose. Now I get how you must be feeling most of the time, when you see me wearing.”</div><div>Me: “You have no idea. I get very jealous!”</div><div>Mom: “Poor c***d. Feel free to wear pantyhose around me, when Dad is not home.”</div><div>Me: “Thanks, Mom, you’re truly wonderful.”</div><div>
</div><div>She said right next to me, pressing her leg against mine. My dick sprung again into action. Suddenly her hands started caressing my legs. She played with my legs for a couple of minutes, before she took my hand and placed it on her leg, inviting me to do the same, to follow her lead. I couldn’t believe we were caressing each other's pantyhosed legs. But mom had more in mind and moved my hand between her legs. It felt warm and wet. I started touching her vagina through the pantyhose. Mom closed her eyes and started breathing heavily. This made my dick now really hard, throbbing and leaking precum. She navigated my hand towards her clit.</div><div>
</div><div>But before I could start touching myself, my Mom’s hand started wrapping my pantyhosed cock with her hand and slowly moved it up and down, sliding the pantyhose oh so gently against my painfully hard cock. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I just let myself go and enjoy the moment. It felt like I was losing my mind. I came hard. My cum was pushing through the pantyhose into my mom’s hand. She kept on stroking, I actually came a second time. My mom started moaning at that point, her body shaking and erupting in waves of orgasms. It was such a mindfuck seeing your Mom orgasm because you massaged her clitoris through pantyhose. She must have similar feelings making me cum in mine.</div><div>
</div><div>Me: “Wow, Mom. Oh my God. This was incredible. I never had an orgasm like this!”</div><div>Mom: “I am sorry. I didn’t plan this, son. I got totally carried away. I hope you can forgive me.”</div><div>Me: “Forgive? This was absolutely wonderful, Mom! I loved every second it!”</div><div>Mom: “I have to admit, I did too, but I don’t want you to feel like I’m taking advantage of you.”</div><div>Me: “Not at all Mom, I feel completely blessed that you support my love for pantyhose. You’re absolutely wonderful. I thought you came as well. Didn’t you enjoy it?”</div><div>Mom: “OMG, yes. I had a tremendous orgasm having you touch me through my pantyhose. I just felt guilty afterwards.”</div><div>Me: “Nothing to worry about, Mom.”</div><div>Mom: “Ok. This has to stay between us. No word to anybody. Especially not your Dad. Let’s clean up. He will be home soon.”</div><div>
</div><div>Weeks went by without a chance to wear pantyhose with my mom again. However I rubbed myself almost blind in my pantyhose in my bedroom, reliving what had happened with my mom.</div><div>
</div><div>Then finally a Saturday, where my Dad had to get out of town and wouldn’t come back till Sunday. I had a big grin on my face when mom told me.</div><div>
</div><div>I started my day, putting on pantyhose and nothing else. I was so happy to wear pantyhose and strut around again. Mom was in the kitchen preparing breakfast. I was disappointed she wasn’t wearing as well. She greeted me with “There is my handsome son. Good morning!” At least she was still ok with me wearing.</div><div>
</div><div>After breakfast mom asked me go shopping with her. I was stunned when she said “I’d love it, if you keep your pantyhose on. Just wear some jeans over them.” It’s all I needed. So we got ready. Mom put on some pantyhose on as well, nude in color with a skirt that ended a little above her knee and a blouse. On her feet some nice black pumps.</div><div>
</div><div>Mom noticed me staring at her legs while driving. “You like my outfit?” “You know I do.” I confirmed. She moved the hem of her skirt up, exposing her incredibly beautiful pantyhose covered thighs. My dick began to harden, quite uncomfortably in my jeans.</div><div>
</div><div>We rolled into the parking lot of Sears. Mom lead me to the shoe department, trying on different pumps and boots, knowing she was driving me absolutely crazy. Especially when she tried on heels with ankle straps and enlisted my help to tighten her straps, or to zip and unzip her boots.</div><div>
</div><div>Was she trying to kill me or what?</div><div>
</div><div>At one point she pulled me towards her and whispered in my ear: “God, I want to see what’s happening inside your pantyhose right now.” She definitely was trying to kill me.</div><div>
</div><div>Next she took me to the Sears pantyhose department. I was about to cum in my pantyhose. What a torture! “Help me pick out some new pantyhose!” she commanded me. I was more than willing to obey. We even enlisted help from a sales girl. “We need the softest, silkiest pair of pantyhose!” my mom asked her. “We?”, the sales girl curiously asked. “Oh yes, we both are pantyhose connoisseurs. My son taught me how to truly appreciate this sensual garment.” she answered her curiosity. I just turned bright red. “How wonderful. Well let me show you both our latest addition. Those might take your breath away. We call this line Nice Touch Silken Sheers. They add lycra to the nylon and make them feel and look absolutely stunning!”</div><div>
</div><div>“Lycra? I don’t know. We’re so happy with nylon.” my mom was skeptic. The sales girl called another girl over. “Caroline here is wearing them. Try feeling them.” she offered. Caroline put her foot on a bench and lifted her skirt to expose her lycra pantyhose covered legs for us to feel. My mom went first, “Wow. They really do feel nice!” I went next, “Oh wow. We should definitely get a few pairs!”</div><div>
</div><div>Caroline curiously inquired looking at me, “Will you be wearing them too?”. I nodded. Mom added, “He looks very sexy in pantyhose.” Caroline smiled.</div><div>
</div><div>We picked up six pairs of these and some pure nylon pantyhose as well.</div><div>
</div><div>After ringing us up, Caroline looked at me and said “I want a report how you liked them, when you come back. And I know you will come back for more of these.” I nodded still totally embarrassed.</div><div>
</div><div>After we paid for them, Mom turned to me, “Rush home and try them on?” I approvingly shook my head and we quickly made our way to the car.</div><div>
</div><div>Me: “I can’t believe you told the salesgirls, that I wear pantyhose.”</div><div>Mom: “Why? Don’t you?”</div><div>Me: “Well yes. But it was embarrassing.”</div><div>Mom: “Why? You’re not embarrassed to wear in front of me. And wasn’t it also exciting for them to find out? I bet your dick was doing all sorts of things, touching Caroline’s pantyhose. Wasn’t that worth it?”</div><div>Me: “Well, you got me there. That was worth it. Caroline also demanded that I come back to report how I liked the lycra style pantyhose.”</div><div>Mom: “How cool. You’re interested?”</div><div>Me: “Sure.”</div><div>Mom: “Well, that embarrassment sure didn’t last long.”</div><div>We laughed.</div><div>
</div><div>When we arrived home, I ran to my mom’s bedroom emptying the shopping bag on my mom’s bed. What a sight seeing all these pantyhose laid out ready for us to play with. And we did. We sched our clothes and couldn’t wait to try on the Nice Touch pantyhose. They surely felt nice on our hands. But putting them on felt waaaay better. We both fell immediately in love with them, their sheen was amazing and we rubbed our legs against each other to feel more of the silkiness.</div><div>
</div><div>They seemed to make mom kinkier. All over sudden she took another pair and pulled them over her hand to caress my legs. That felt so amazing. But when she started caressing my dick with her pantyhosed hand, I lost it immediately, grunting and cumming all over my pantyhose. The lycra pantyhose felt that great!</div><div>
</div><div>“Wow! If they excite you like this, I can’t wait! My turn! Put on a pair on your hand!” She laid on her back and spread her legs. I followed by pulling the pantyhose over my hand and started to massage her vagina and clitoris through her pantyhose. About immediately she started moaning. “Oh my god. These feel so good. Fuck! Don’t stop!”. It didn’t take long for her to climax as well. I kept rubbing her clit, until she told me to stop. She erupted six times.</div><div>
</div><div>We lied on the bed just trying to catch our breath surrounded by our new pantyhose packages.</div><div>
</div><div>Me: “Holy cow, Mom. These feel absolutely amazing.”</div><div>Mom: “I know! I can’t believe how often I came. They are making me dizzy just feeling them on my vagina. Was your orgasm as intense as mine?”</div><div>Me: “Oh yes!”</div><div>Mom: “Want more?”</div><div>Me: “Hell yes!”</div><div>
</div><div>And she went in with her pantyhosed hand again. Mom is something else. We were trying different ways to enjoy more of pantyhose friction. She even spread out her whole pantyhose drawer on her bed. We ended up using pantyhose to rub each other all over, at one point I ended up with panthose in my mouth and over my head. Grinding my dick on her leg was one of my favorite ways to come. We kept going back and forth for about two hours, until we both lied on the bed completely exhausted. I was completely drained.</div><div>
</div><div>Mom: “Holy cow. I wanted to make this a special day for the both of us, but i didn’t plan for this. This was very intense.”</div><div>Me: “It sure was. You are very amazing, Mom. I never expected to have that much fun in pantyhose.”</div><div>Mom: “Me neither. Wait until you get your first girlfriend!”</div><div>Me: “You think I’ll find one that will be into as much as me or you?”</div><div>Mom: “Hell, if not, just show them the ropes. I know you turned me into a pantyhose lover.”</div><div>Me: “I like your approach, Mom!”</div><div>Mom: “It’s the least I can do for all the pleasure you provided me.”</div><div>Me: “Hell, I’m in your debt forever, when it comes to pleasure.”</div><div>Mom: “Let’s call it even. I think we all our lycra pantyhose are covered in cum now. I’ll go clean them.”</div><div>Me: “Maybe we should buy some more.”</div><div>Mom: “You just want to see Caroline. I’ll dare you to wear shorts with pantyhose when we go back!”</div><div>Me: “I can’t do that. What if I run into a school mate or someone.”</div><div>Mom: “I just tell them you lost a bet or follow through on a dare, which you actually are.”</div><div>Me: “Wow, that might be ok. Let’s do it.”</div><div>
</div><div>Mom showed me how to gently clean pantyhose and hang them up to drip dry over a towel. One lycra pantyhose was actually clean enough to be worn, which we decided to be my pantyhose to be worn under my shorts.</div><div>
</div><div>Once we got cleaned up and ready, we made our way back to Sears. Once we stepped into the sunlight, we noticed the mesmerizing shine coming off these pantyhose. We started to fall more and more in love with these satin like pantyhose.</div><div>
</div><div>Caroline welcomed us with a big smile.</div><div>Caroline: “I didn’t expect you back so quickly.”</div><div>Mom: “Yeah. We kinda went through them already.”</div><div>Caroline: “Went through them? How do you go through pantyhose?”</div><div>Me: “Mostly my fault. By soiling them.”</div><div>Caroline “Wow! We had a hunch, Men buy these for erotic purposes, but you’re the first one admitting it. So are you wearing them when you cum in them?”</div><div>Me: “Yup.”</div><div>Caroline: “I see. Very interesting. And you’re wearing them right now, nice! How courageous! It looks like they make you really excited.”</div><div>I blushed.</div><div>Caroline: “May I take you to a dressing room to see more?”</div><div>Mom: “Go ahead you two, I’ll pick out some pantyhose for us.”</div><div>
</div><div>Caroline took me by my hand and lead me to a changing room. She asked me to drop my shorts. Her eyes became quite big seeing my dick making a tent in my pantyhose. With a very quiet “May I?”, she reached her hand out towards my nylon/lycra tent. I nodded and enjoyed Caroline’s inquisitive and very gentle touch of my pantyhose covered dick. It was sensual enough to make my dick twitch and precum leaking out.</div><div>
</div><div>“Did I just make it do that?” she gasped. I nodded and smiled. We both blushed. I pulled my shorts back up and we both returned to my mom, which had picked out two dozen more pairs.</div><div>
</div><div>Caroline: “Wow. Those are a lot. I’ll get you a good discount. Do you think these are enough for today?”</div><div>Mom: “I hope so, if not we know where to come!” - laughing ensued.</div><div>
</div><div>When we left, Caroline whispered in my ear, “I hope to see in in pantyhose again! I really love it”</div><div>
</div><div>When we returned, we had more fun with pantyhose. This was by far the most amazing day in my life. Unfortunately also the last one with my mom for a long time.</div><div>
</div><div>Mom was right about introducing pantyhose to my girlfriends. I had very blissful and satisfying pantyhose sex life. Caroline became my first girlfriend. Mom was worried about messing me up, but instead she seemed to have prepared me. I will forever be grateful to her.</div><div>
</div><div>The last time I had pantyhose fun with Mom, was years later when I was in college. I had just broken up with my girlfriend and was a little depressed. She called me and asked me, if i wanted to come home for the weekend, Dad wouldn’t be around. When she mentioned her pantyhose drawer was stashed for us, I asked “Satin Sheers?” “You know it!” she replied. I immediately agreed with a smile on my face and a hardon in my pants </div>
</div><div>I let the pantyhose touch my dick and the sensation was electric. I couldn’t resist putting them on. Still in the bathroom and couldn’t believe how aroused I was wearing them. I reached a whole new level of consciousness, my dick was fucking throbbing. I caressed my legs, it felt so amazing. I was ready to come! I started gently touching my dick through the pantyhose. What an unbelievable sensation! Soon my breathing got a lot harder and i started rubbing my dick through the pantyhose faster and harder only to climax in an unforgettable orgasm. I shot a big load into mom’s pantyhose.</div><div>
</div><div>I couldn’t believe how good this felt. I didn’t want to take off the pantyhose. Ever!</div><div>
</div><div>I stashed the pantyhose back in the hamper.</div><div>
</div><div>I eventually kept a pair to masturbate with them in my room.</div><div>
</div><div>One day, mom asked me, if I knew anything about the stains in her pantyhose. I pleaded complete ignorance. I knew I had to be more careful. I started to keep a stash in my room.</div><div>
</div><div>About three weeks later I came home from school. The house was empty. I couldn’t wait to put one of my pantyhose on. My dick became hard just thinking of it. I had my clothes off in a jiffy. However I took time putting the pantyhose on. I enjoyed the feeling of putting them on. I had such a hard on, I wanted to enjoy that feeling of wearing pantyhose and being aroused longer. I left my room and strutted through the house, eventually ending up in my parent’s bedroom. I enjoyed seeing myself in pantyhose, with my rock hard dick trying to fight against the prison of pantyhose.</div><div>
</div><div>In that exact moment, my mom walked in. “I knew it. I knew the stains came from you. Wow, look how hard you are! The pantyhose really excite you, don’t they!” I just nodded. “Well, why don’t you finish up and join me in the living room.”</div><div>
</div><div>Getting caught in pantyhose made me so much more aroused, that I came within a few strokes after mom leaving.</div><div>
</div><div>After my orgasm subsided, the guilt took over. “What will mom say? How is she going to punish me? Will she tell dad?” I changed into shorts and t-shirt to face my mom.</div><div>
</div><div>“Oh you took my pantyhose off? You looked rather cute in them.” my mom opened the conversation. “You’re not angry?” I replied. She responded “Just for lying to me, when I asked you directly about the stains in my pantyhose.” “I’m sorry, Mom” I apologized, “I was so embarrassed.” Then she blew me away: “Listen, I know how stimulating pantyhose can be, I completely understand your hormones drive you to crazy things in your puberty. It’s probably just a phase. I’m ok with you using pantyhose to play with yourself. Just stay away from my fancier pantyhose, cool?” I nodded in agreement. I was immensely relieved.</div><div>
</div><div>“So is this just about pantyhose, or do you wear them, wanting to be a girl? Or are you even gay?” she inquired. “No, Mom, just for the pantyhose.” I admitted. Mom had a big smile on her face and kissed me on my cheek, “Well, enjoy the heck out of them!”</div><div>
</div><div>About two weeks later, we were alone at home, Dad was working late, she called me into her bedroom. “Listen, if we share pantyhose, I want to make sure you know how to put them on properly.” She had two suntan pairs lying on her bed and invited me to sit next to her. I took my pants off, leaving my underwear on. “That’s not how I remember you wearing pantyhose. Don’t you want to be naked before you put them on?” she curiously inquired. “Right here in front of you?”, shocked, I asked. “Sure! It’s not like I haven’t seen you like this before.”</div><div>
</div><div>How could I resist? So I took the rest of my clothes off. Mom was in underwear and a shirt.</div><div>“Sit next to me and follow my lead.” she invited to join her. My hand shook like crazy accepting the pantyhose from her. “Don’t be that nervous! It’s just to how to put on pantyhose without putting a run in them. I want them to last longer for the both of us!” I couldn’t believe how sweet she was.</div><div>
</div><div>So I followed her. We rolled our pantyhose legs together before putting them over our feet and slowly pulling them up over our legs. Needless to say I was rock hard watching my mom put on pantyhose, while at the same time I was putting them on me. When it came to pull the top up, she jokingly said “Well, now you’re on your own, I can’t advise how to get the pantyhose over your penis, but I don’t think you will have a problem with that and neither does it provide a chance for a run.” When we both finished pulling them up, we both checked each other out.</div><div>
</div><div>My dick was just throbbing. “You look very handsome! You’re really excited already, aren’t you?” she wanted to know. I just nodded. “May I watch you cum in your pantyhose?” I couldn’t believe she asked me that. My mind was racing, fighting between this just being wrong but being turned on by the idea like crazy. Eventually I started to touch my dick, just thinking of the lustful pantyhose climax I was about to have. Soon I frantically rubbed my dick through the pantyhose. My knees started to shake. I came hard. Shot several loads through the pantyhose.</div><div>
</div><div>“Wow. That was beautiful. I can totally feel how you get turned by rubbing your dick against the pantyhose. I wish I had such a big sex organ to enjoy the nylon. I’m kinda jealous!” she said with quivering voice.</div><div>
</div><div>“I’m jealous of you being able to wear pantyhose anytime you want! And excite men when you do!” I countered. “True!” she laughed. “You can leave the soiled pantyhose in the hamper. I’ll wash them with the rest.”</div><div>
</div><div>I removed the pantyhose and put my regular clothes on. Mom was still in her pantyhose sitting on the bed, when I left her bedroom. She asked me to close her door. I wondered whether my masturbating in pantyhose turned her on so much, she had to relieve herself. In my fantasy, she did.</div><div>
</div><div>I couldn’t believe mom let me masturbate in pantyhose in front of her. For the next few days reliving her putting on her pantyhose made me cum in pantyhose harder and faster.</div><div>
</div><div>A few weeks went by without anything between the two of us.</div><div>
</div><div>Then one day, she asked me to help her in her bedroom. Full of curiosity, I joined her. She was wearing nude pantyhose with a pleated skirt and silk blouse. “Very sexy outfit, Mom!” I complimented her. “Well thank you! Would you please help me put on my anklet?” she begged, handing me her anklet. She lifted her leg and placed her foot on my upper thigh. My hands were shaking taking the anklet and putting them around her ankle. Mom had very sexy tiny ankles and I couldn’t believe I was allowed to touch them.</div><div>
</div><div>Gently did I maneuver the anklet around her ankle, getting a feel of her smooth and soft pantyhose. Even something innocent like this made my dick hard and me crazy. Mom had a big grin on her face, when she removed the foot from my thigh. “Thank you for that service, Son. I might need your help more often.” “It will be my pleasure!” I replied. “That’s quite noticeable!” she countered and laughed. “I’m going out with your dad tonight. Do you have enough pantyhose to get you through the evening?”</div><div>
</div><div>I couldn’t believe my ears. “Absolutely, Mom!” I replied and smiled. She smiled back.</div><div>
</div><div>It took merely seconds after watching them leave to ransack the clothes hamper and pull out all pantyhose, lay them out on my bed. I put one pair on, one to inhale her scent and used the rest to run over my body and dick. I loved the feel of nylon on nylon on my dick. That was even better than just one pair. I went through my whole spank bank. Mom’s anklet. Watching her putting on pantyhose. Masturbating in front of Mom.</div><div>
</div><div>I had worn and came in four different pairs, before I gave it a rest.</div><div>
</div><div>But even for the rest I put on a pair of pantyhose to enjoy the freedom of wearing pantyhose at home. I went to sleep before they came home. The next day I looked for her nude pantyhose. I was stunned to see find the center of the pantyhose completely torn apart. I assumed my dad did that during fucking her. Another fantasy for my spank bank. Damn!</div><div>
</div><div>At one point during the day, Mom turned to me, “I noticed all the soiled pantyhose in the clothes hamper. Looks like you had quite the delightful evening.” I nodded and blushed.</div><div>
</div><div>Weeks later, mom asked be into her bedroom again, to get help with her anklet. “Dad just called, and he has to work very late, so I figured we do something special tonight. I want you to wear my pantyhose while you apply my anklet.” My dick went hard immediately. She handed me the pantyhose, she had worn earlier. Obediently I removed my clothes and put on her pantyhose. I was insanely aroused.</div><div>
</div><div>“Now that looks much better and feels more natural.” she said and placed her pantyhosed foot on my thigh again. I felt so great to feeling her pantyhosed foot on pantyhosed thigh. Wow. She placed her second foot on my other thigh. Even better i thought. I commenced caressing my mom’s panyhose ankle, taking my time to apply the anklet. Meanwhile my fucking dick was throbbing like crazy in the middle of all that. Mom certainly seemed to enjoy that scenario seeing me aroused like this. Once the ankle was on, I expected her to remove her feet from my thighs, but instead she slowly slid them towards my dick.</div><div>
</div><div>She gently started caressing my pantyhosed dick with her pantyhosed feet. “How’s that for a reward to being so gentle to my ankle?” mom inquired. It was such a crazy sensation, i had precum leaking, before I could say anything. I had never cum not masturbating before. This was the first time i wasn’t in control and i absolutely loved it. The suspense, mixed with surprise made me quickly lose my mind. I just let lt go and was taken to absolute pantyhose ecstasy. I came so hard, I was shooting cum all over her feet and legs.</div><div>
</div><div>“Wow. We both need new pantyhose now …” my mom observed with a smile. “That was insane, Mom!” I commented. “I never came like this before!” Mom just kissed me on the cheek and placed a fresh pair of pantyhose in my hand. “Let's get cleaned up. I’ll see you in the living room.”</div><div>
</div><div>Assuming she handed me a new pair, meant to me, she wanted to see me wearing pantyhose again. So I went just wearing the pantyhose she gave me and strutted into the living room. To my surprise she wasn’t wearing. Just shorts and a t-shirt. I have to admit, I was a little disappointed.</div><div>
</div><div>We started with small talk about pantyhose and my fetish. I couldn’t believe she was totally at ease with me sitting in front of her in just pantyhose. Like it’s completely normal.</div><div>Mom: “Is it just my worn pantyhose, that gets you going, or have you tried wearing brand new ones?”</div><div>I didn’t want her to feel to weird about my pantyhose fetish, so I decided to hide the fact how I smell her worn pantyhose, when I masturbate by myself.</div><div>Me: “Not yet, Mom. But I would love to try some.”</div><div>Mom: “We can do that.”</div><div>She grabbed my hand and lead me to her bedroom. To her pantyhose drawer to be precise. It was an amazing sight. Tons of pantyhose out of package and about a dozen still in package. She picked out a pair that read “Sears Cling-Alon Ultra Sheer All Nude pantyhose” and handed me the package, “I think you might like these.” I took the package from her hands and proceeded to leave to change in my bedroom. “Where are you going? You can change in my room.”</div><div>
</div><div>“Ok. Mom.” I obeyed and removed my pantyhose to prepare putting on the brand new ones. She handed me a bottle of lotion. “You should try putting on some lotion on your legs, before you put on pantyhose. I think it feels so much better.” I applied the lotion.</div><div>
</div><div>My hands started shaking when I opened the package and started pulling out the pantyhose. I loved how they felt, how soft, how sheer they came out of the package. I held them up to view them. They were nude color and I couldn’t believe I was about to put these on.</div><div>
</div><div>Me: “They feel very nice, Mom and look very sexy.”</div><div>Mom: “Don’t they. Wait until you get them over your legs.”</div><div>
</div><div>I proceeded to put them on. They slid over my legs like two satin sheets sliding against each other. The lotion made quite the difference. It was an incredible feeling. These pantyhose felt really nice. I was so excited.</div><div>
</div><div>My dick was rock hard, when I pulled them all the way up. In contact with the material, it already started leaking precum.</div><div>
</div><div>Mom: “So? What’s the verdict? By judging your erection, you seem to enjoy them very much.”</div><div>Me: “They feel absolutely wonderful, Mom. So soft, silky and smooth! I love them! I feel like I am gonna cum in them any second.”</div><div>Mom: “Glad to hear! Not yet please. I want you to learn to wear pantyhose without masturbating. Just for the feel. Let’s see how long you can last. What do you say? Wanna spend some time with me just in pantyhose?”</div><div>
</div><div>I was ready to explode. Mom was driving me absolutely crazy, talking about me in pantyhose. And this pair made it even harder not to just cum all over right away, but I wanted to accept the challenge, so we went to the living room and set on the sofa to watch some TV.</div><div>
</div><div>She was good about completely ignoring me wearing pantyhose. She behaved as if was wearing sweats. I had an amazing time just spending time with her in pantyhose.</div><div>
</div><div>After about half an hour, she left and came back wearing pantyhose with no panties!. It looked like the same kind I was wearing.</div><div>Mom: “I was getting jealous of you being the only one wearing pantyhose. Now I get how you must be feeling most of the time, when you see me wearing.”</div><div>Me: “You have no idea. I get very jealous!”</div><div>Mom: “Poor c***d. Feel free to wear pantyhose around me, when Dad is not home.”</div><div>Me: “Thanks, Mom, you’re truly wonderful.”</div><div>
</div><div>She said right next to me, pressing her leg against mine. My dick sprung again into action. Suddenly her hands started caressing my legs. She played with my legs for a couple of minutes, before she took my hand and placed it on her leg, inviting me to do the same, to follow her lead. I couldn’t believe we were caressing each other's pantyhosed legs. But mom had more in mind and moved my hand between her legs. It felt warm and wet. I started touching her vagina through the pantyhose. Mom closed her eyes and started breathing heavily. This made my dick now really hard, throbbing and leaking precum. She navigated my hand towards her clit.</div><div>
</div><div>But before I could start touching myself, my Mom’s hand started wrapping my pantyhosed cock with her hand and slowly moved it up and down, sliding the pantyhose oh so gently against my painfully hard cock. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I just let myself go and enjoy the moment. It felt like I was losing my mind. I came hard. My cum was pushing through the pantyhose into my mom’s hand. She kept on stroking, I actually came a second time. My mom started moaning at that point, her body shaking and erupting in waves of orgasms. It was such a mindfuck seeing your Mom orgasm because you massaged her clitoris through pantyhose. She must have similar feelings making me cum in mine.</div><div>
</div><div>Me: “Wow, Mom. Oh my God. This was incredible. I never had an orgasm like this!”</div><div>Mom: “I am sorry. I didn’t plan this, son. I got totally carried away. I hope you can forgive me.”</div><div>Me: “Forgive? This was absolutely wonderful, Mom! I loved every second it!”</div><div>Mom: “I have to admit, I did too, but I don’t want you to feel like I’m taking advantage of you.”</div><div>Me: “Not at all Mom, I feel completely blessed that you support my love for pantyhose. You’re absolutely wonderful. I thought you came as well. Didn’t you enjoy it?”</div><div>Mom: “OMG, yes. I had a tremendous orgasm having you touch me through my pantyhose. I just felt guilty afterwards.”</div><div>Me: “Nothing to worry about, Mom.”</div><div>Mom: “Ok. This has to stay between us. No word to anybody. Especially not your Dad. Let’s clean up. He will be home soon.”</div><div>
</div><div>Weeks went by without a chance to wear pantyhose with my mom again. However I rubbed myself almost blind in my pantyhose in my bedroom, reliving what had happened with my mom.</div><div>
</div><div>Then finally a Saturday, where my Dad had to get out of town and wouldn’t come back till Sunday. I had a big grin on my face when mom told me.</div><div>
</div><div>I started my day, putting on pantyhose and nothing else. I was so happy to wear pantyhose and strut around again. Mom was in the kitchen preparing breakfast. I was disappointed she wasn’t wearing as well. She greeted me with “There is my handsome son. Good morning!” At least she was still ok with me wearing.</div><div>
</div><div>After breakfast mom asked me go shopping with her. I was stunned when she said “I’d love it, if you keep your pantyhose on. Just wear some jeans over them.” It’s all I needed. So we got ready. Mom put on some pantyhose on as well, nude in color with a skirt that ended a little above her knee and a blouse. On her feet some nice black pumps.</div><div>
</div><div>Mom noticed me staring at her legs while driving. “You like my outfit?” “You know I do.” I confirmed. She moved the hem of her skirt up, exposing her incredibly beautiful pantyhose covered thighs. My dick began to harden, quite uncomfortably in my jeans.</div><div>
</div><div>We rolled into the parking lot of Sears. Mom lead me to the shoe department, trying on different pumps and boots, knowing she was driving me absolutely crazy. Especially when she tried on heels with ankle straps and enlisted my help to tighten her straps, or to zip and unzip her boots.</div><div>
</div><div>Was she trying to kill me or what?</div><div>
</div><div>At one point she pulled me towards her and whispered in my ear: “God, I want to see what’s happening inside your pantyhose right now.” She definitely was trying to kill me.</div><div>
</div><div>Next she took me to the Sears pantyhose department. I was about to cum in my pantyhose. What a torture! “Help me pick out some new pantyhose!” she commanded me. I was more than willing to obey. We even enlisted help from a sales girl. “We need the softest, silkiest pair of pantyhose!” my mom asked her. “We?”, the sales girl curiously asked. “Oh yes, we both are pantyhose connoisseurs. My son taught me how to truly appreciate this sensual garment.” she answered her curiosity. I just turned bright red. “How wonderful. Well let me show you both our latest addition. Those might take your breath away. We call this line Nice Touch Silken Sheers. They add lycra to the nylon and make them feel and look absolutely stunning!”</div><div>
</div><div>“Lycra? I don’t know. We’re so happy with nylon.” my mom was skeptic. The sales girl called another girl over. “Caroline here is wearing them. Try feeling them.” she offered. Caroline put her foot on a bench and lifted her skirt to expose her lycra pantyhose covered legs for us to feel. My mom went first, “Wow. They really do feel nice!” I went next, “Oh wow. We should definitely get a few pairs!”</div><div>
</div><div>Caroline curiously inquired looking at me, “Will you be wearing them too?”. I nodded. Mom added, “He looks very sexy in pantyhose.” Caroline smiled.</div><div>
</div><div>We picked up six pairs of these and some pure nylon pantyhose as well.</div><div>
</div><div>After ringing us up, Caroline looked at me and said “I want a report how you liked them, when you come back. And I know you will come back for more of these.” I nodded still totally embarrassed.</div><div>
</div><div>After we paid for them, Mom turned to me, “Rush home and try them on?” I approvingly shook my head and we quickly made our way to the car.</div><div>
</div><div>Me: “I can’t believe you told the salesgirls, that I wear pantyhose.”</div><div>Mom: “Why? Don’t you?”</div><div>Me: “Well yes. But it was embarrassing.”</div><div>Mom: “Why? You’re not embarrassed to wear in front of me. And wasn’t it also exciting for them to find out? I bet your dick was doing all sorts of things, touching Caroline’s pantyhose. Wasn’t that worth it?”</div><div>Me: “Well, you got me there. That was worth it. Caroline also demanded that I come back to report how I liked the lycra style pantyhose.”</div><div>Mom: “How cool. You’re interested?”</div><div>Me: “Sure.”</div><div>Mom: “Well, that embarrassment sure didn’t last long.”</div><div>We laughed.</div><div>
</div><div>When we arrived home, I ran to my mom’s bedroom emptying the shopping bag on my mom’s bed. What a sight seeing all these pantyhose laid out ready for us to play with. And we did. We sched our clothes and couldn’t wait to try on the Nice Touch pantyhose. They surely felt nice on our hands. But putting them on felt waaaay better. We both fell immediately in love with them, their sheen was amazing and we rubbed our legs against each other to feel more of the silkiness.</div><div>
</div><div>They seemed to make mom kinkier. All over sudden she took another pair and pulled them over her hand to caress my legs. That felt so amazing. But when she started caressing my dick with her pantyhosed hand, I lost it immediately, grunting and cumming all over my pantyhose. The lycra pantyhose felt that great!</div><div>
</div><div>“Wow! If they excite you like this, I can’t wait! My turn! Put on a pair on your hand!” She laid on her back and spread her legs. I followed by pulling the pantyhose over my hand and started to massage her vagina and clitoris through her pantyhose. About immediately she started moaning. “Oh my god. These feel so good. Fuck! Don’t stop!”. It didn’t take long for her to climax as well. I kept rubbing her clit, until she told me to stop. She erupted six times.</div><div>
</div><div>We lied on the bed just trying to catch our breath surrounded by our new pantyhose packages.</div><div>
</div><div>Me: “Holy cow, Mom. These feel absolutely amazing.”</div><div>Mom: “I know! I can’t believe how often I came. They are making me dizzy just feeling them on my vagina. Was your orgasm as intense as mine?”</div><div>Me: “Oh yes!”</div><div>Mom: “Want more?”</div><div>Me: “Hell yes!”</div><div>
</div><div>And she went in with her pantyhosed hand again. Mom is something else. We were trying different ways to enjoy more of pantyhose friction. She even spread out her whole pantyhose drawer on her bed. We ended up using pantyhose to rub each other all over, at one point I ended up with panthose in my mouth and over my head. Grinding my dick on her leg was one of my favorite ways to come. We kept going back and forth for about two hours, until we both lied on the bed completely exhausted. I was completely drained.</div><div>
</div><div>Mom: “Holy cow. I wanted to make this a special day for the both of us, but i didn’t plan for this. This was very intense.”</div><div>Me: “It sure was. You are very amazing, Mom. I never expected to have that much fun in pantyhose.”</div><div>Mom: “Me neither. Wait until you get your first girlfriend!”</div><div>Me: “You think I’ll find one that will be into as much as me or you?”</div><div>Mom: “Hell, if not, just show them the ropes. I know you turned me into a pantyhose lover.”</div><div>Me: “I like your approach, Mom!”</div><div>Mom: “It’s the least I can do for all the pleasure you provided me.”</div><div>Me: “Hell, I’m in your debt forever, when it comes to pleasure.”</div><div>Mom: “Let’s call it even. I think we all our lycra pantyhose are covered in cum now. I’ll go clean them.”</div><div>Me: “Maybe we should buy some more.”</div><div>Mom: “You just want to see Caroline. I’ll dare you to wear shorts with pantyhose when we go back!”</div><div>Me: “I can’t do that. What if I run into a school mate or someone.”</div><div>Mom: “I just tell them you lost a bet or follow through on a dare, which you actually are.”</div><div>Me: “Wow, that might be ok. Let’s do it.”</div><div>
</div><div>Mom showed me how to gently clean pantyhose and hang them up to drip dry over a towel. One lycra pantyhose was actually clean enough to be worn, which we decided to be my pantyhose to be worn under my shorts.</div><div>
</div><div>Once we got cleaned up and ready, we made our way back to Sears. Once we stepped into the sunlight, we noticed the mesmerizing shine coming off these pantyhose. We started to fall more and more in love with these satin like pantyhose.</div><div>
</div><div>Caroline welcomed us with a big smile.</div><div>Caroline: “I didn’t expect you back so quickly.”</div><div>Mom: “Yeah. We kinda went through them already.”</div><div>Caroline: “Went through them? How do you go through pantyhose?”</div><div>Me: “Mostly my fault. By soiling them.”</div><div>Caroline “Wow! We had a hunch, Men buy these for erotic purposes, but you’re the first one admitting it. So are you wearing them when you cum in them?”</div><div>Me: “Yup.”</div><div>Caroline: “I see. Very interesting. And you’re wearing them right now, nice! How courageous! It looks like they make you really excited.”</div><div>I blushed.</div><div>Caroline: “May I take you to a dressing room to see more?”</div><div>Mom: “Go ahead you two, I’ll pick out some pantyhose for us.”</div><div>
</div><div>Caroline took me by my hand and lead me to a changing room. She asked me to drop my shorts. Her eyes became quite big seeing my dick making a tent in my pantyhose. With a very quiet “May I?”, she reached her hand out towards my nylon/lycra tent. I nodded and enjoyed Caroline’s inquisitive and very gentle touch of my pantyhose covered dick. It was sensual enough to make my dick twitch and precum leaking out.</div><div>
</div><div>“Did I just make it do that?” she gasped. I nodded and smiled. We both blushed. I pulled my shorts back up and we both returned to my mom, which had picked out two dozen more pairs.</div><div>
</div><div>Caroline: “Wow. Those are a lot. I’ll get you a good discount. Do you think these are enough for today?”</div><div>Mom: “I hope so, if not we know where to come!” - laughing ensued.</div><div>
</div><div>When we left, Caroline whispered in my ear, “I hope to see in in pantyhose again! I really love it”</div><div>
</div><div>When we returned, we had more fun with pantyhose. This was by far the most amazing day in my life. Unfortunately also the last one with my mom for a long time.</div><div>
</div><div>Mom was right about introducing pantyhose to my girlfriends. I had very blissful and satisfying pantyhose sex life. Caroline became my first girlfriend. Mom was worried about messing me up, but instead she seemed to have prepared me. I will forever be grateful to her.</div><div>
</div><div>The last time I had pantyhose fun with Mom, was years later when I was in college. I had just broken up with my girlfriend and was a little depressed. She called me and asked me, if i wanted to come home for the weekend, Dad wouldn’t be around. When she mentioned her pantyhose drawer was stashed for us, I asked “Satin Sheers?” “You know it!” she replied. I immediately agreed with a smile on my face and a hardon in my pants </div>
4 years ago
