My Auntyhose Awakening

was mid June and I hadn’t been out of school long when my Aunt ask my mom and myself if I was willing to stay at her house through the weekend while she was out of town. She’d be willing to pay me to take care of a couple things around there while she was gone. I wasn’t really interested in doing it at first being the typical young teen wanting to hang out with friends and what not. I was a little late bloomer and really didn’t start masturbating until I was 12 I knew I liked pantyhose, but realized how hard my fetish went. So I didn’t know the joy yet of raiding my Aunt’s Auntyhose collection. However, this weekend it all changed for me the obsession with my Aunt’s and her Auntyhose became even stronger. My mom dropped me off Friday at my aunts house who had already left to head off for the weekend. This is going to be my first time being alone at my Aunt’s house and the first time I watched a family member’s house. Once she made sure I was good to go. She went ahead and left, and I took my stuff up to the guest room that was across from my Aunt’s room.

The first night there really didn’t get into much. I kinda of hung out downstairs in the living room eating snacks. I brought my Nintendo over and was playing that just typical young teenage things for the late 80’s. The next day I went ahead and started on the list. my Aunt had left for me a list about cleaning up her garage and what to do with certain things. Pretty much spent the day cleaning and arranging things piling bigger things off to the side to be taken away when she got back pretty much got it all done in one day. Went back home for a little bit that day had dinner got dropped back off towards the evening. I was sitting downstairs watching TV when an ad came on TV for leggs brand pantyhose. Back then I loved those pantyhose ads with the women running through the streets, or sitting crossed leg at a desk with men admiring them or even sometimes showing the men caress their legs. It was always an erotic thrill when the short commercials used to come on the TV. Being the young horny teen, I was I instantly needed to masturbate. I turned off the TV and head upstairs to start my masturbatory fantasies when passing my Aunt’s room, a little thought popped in my head for the first time.

Like I said, this was the beginning of my fetish and exploring what I wanted from it. This point in my life I had always ogled over women in pantyhose i’ve even held a pair two, plus many of times seen my Mom and both my Aunts fixing and putting on pantyhose. After turning the age of 12 and discovering masturbation, pantyhose had been slowly becoming more and more involved in my fantasies. Never really thought about masturbating with them until that day. I don’t know what it was or if it was just because I was by myself and that particular ad came on. All I know was I was being drawn to my Aunt’s pantyhose that day for some reason, and my normal erection had become a lot harder than usual and a little more sore, but the excitement was building in me. It was a very weird and curious evening for me at that point I didn’t fully understand what I was going to do, but knew I wanted to do something while I masturbated that involved my Aunt’s pantyhose.

I stood in front of my aunt’s door hand on the handle nervous. I knew I was by myself, but I was extremely horny and paranoid at the same time. I turned the knob and slowly open the door when instantly the smell of a middle-aged, feminine woman, perfume and lotions, filled my nostrils. I had been in my aunt’s room growing up many times and smelled the same exact smells. This time, however the smells were different to me. The smells were turning me on even more looking around my Aunt’s room I was seeing in a different light. What used to just be a room was now becoming more. It was a place that I shouldn’t be, that it was naughty I was in there and my pervy thoughts and actions shouldn’t have been done in there to. This point I was starting to become overstimulated and need to gather myself. My Aunt had a big room with raised ceilings it also had its own master bathroom on the side. She had a queen size bed against the back wall and the wall that she was facing, had two windows looking outside with a long dresser in between each window. To the other side of her room was a walk-in closet.

This was the first time that I was exploring my aunt‘s room. On the top of the long dresser, she had a tray that had various perfumes and lotions. She had some candles, fake flower arrangement with some family pictures scattered along the top. I knew one of these drawers held the prize I was searching for the thing that I currently was desiring for the first time. I’ve seen my mom put away some of her stuff before and I noticed that she used a top drawer to store her undergarments so I figured that was the best place to start. The dresser was long and had four small drawers on top had three medium sized drawers and three giant deep drawers on the bottom. I opened the first top small drawer on the left side and all I find in there is miscellaneous things like scarves. Some letters looks like old make up nothing of real interest. I move over to the first middle small drawer and open it to find her regular socks. They were neatly folded on each other placed in there so they were easy to get. She had some dress ones that felt silky, but wasn’t what I was looking for. I opened the next middle one which house all of my Aunt’s panties. No I’m not gonna lie. I did pick up a few look at them feel on them, which got me going a bit, but wasn’t what I was after. I close it and go to open the right top drawer figuring I was gonna find what I was looking for. I pulled it open feeling my heart beating out of my chest into my disbelief. It was just filled with more panties.

This point I was feeling a little frustrated and really needed to get a release. I knew my aunt had pantyhose. I’d seen her in them plenty of times before I just didn’t know where she kept them. So I went ahead and opened the three middle drawers. One was just filled with pants another two with various shirts and tank tops. At this point, I’m starting to get even more frustrated so I turned my attention to the nightstands that were on each side of her bed. I open one that was on the far side where I knew she didn’t sleep knowing most likely I wouldn’t find them, but just wanted to check it off. The drawers weren’t very big bigger than the top drawers on her nightstand,, but it wasn’t filled with much of anything. The one next to the side where she slept, had a couple magazines, some more make up and an empty package of jockey for her pantyhose. I grabbed the package and it was the picture of a beautiful Burnett sitting on a chair with most of her pantyhose legs visible. I couldn’t help it. I grab that package and just began masturbating. I ferociously beat my dick, staring at that beautiful woman’s legs covered and a brown pair of pantyhose. I lay back and close my eyes and pretend she was letting me rub all over pantyhose covered legs and feet while she jerked my dick off. Wasn’t long before I shot a big load. I felt better but was perplexed on where my aunt kept her pantyhose.

I went off to bed, thinking that was gonna be the end of it. That night I tossed and turned a bit, kept bugging me that I couldn’t find my aunt’s pantyhose which in turn, kept making my horniness increase. About 2 AM I get up cause I can’t stand it anymore. First time in my life, I couldn’t get pantyhose out of my head. I was totally obsessed and had to get them. I liked them, but this was the first time in my life that I really wanted them. I walked back into my aunt’s room went to look under her bed, thinking maybe she has a tote under there they might be in. Under the bed to no avail just completely empty with a few miscellaneous things and cat toys that have been kicked under there. I going to wear closet thinking maybe she has them in there cause I know she had some totes on top but I didn’t know what was in them. Opened her closet door and grabbed one of the totes from the top. Open it up and just found sweaters. The second tote pretty much the same thing. So I gave up looking up there when I spotted my Aunt’s dirty clothes hamper. I thought to myself surely there’s gotta be at least one in there. As I took the lid off, I looked in and disappointment flowed over me again as I stared at an empty dirty clothes hamper. I was about to just say screw it when I realized I hadn’t checked the two giant drawers that were on the bottom of her dresser.

I knew this had to be it. I figured if they weren’t there then I had no idea where they are. I started to open the first giant drawer. As I started slowly, pulling the drawer open, the contents inside slowly started to appear. My eyes widen as if light radiated out of the drawer as soon as I opened it. Before I could even process what I found my dick was already smacking against the wooden drawer, ready to be released. The entire drawer was filled with assortment of pantyhose. The drawer was separated into two parts. The right side of the drawer had neatly stacked pantyhose packaging. Each package housed a beautiful unused pair of pantyhose in all different colors and types. The other side was just filled with worn clean pans piled to the top. I just sat there like a pirate, staring at the treasure chest I opened and the bountiful booty I was searching for. I sat down on the ground and started pulling each package out. Looking at the pictures of the beautiful women on the front reading to see if it was a sandal foot or reimbursed to. If it was a sheer panty or a control top with either a satin gust or a cotton gust. They weren’t all the same brands. Some were some Jockey for Her, Old School Silk Reflections by Haines, and Macy’s Store Brand.

I sat there with about 15 unopened packages in front of me with some with pictures of incredibly gorgeous women with irresistible legs. I looked at the packages and played with myself for a bit reading everything that described how they felt and what they looked like reading about the denier of pantyhose for the first time, but not really understanding what it meant. As I was pleasuring myself, I realized I wanted to see you feel her pantyhose not just look at packaging. That’s what my inner ears were telling me. So I turned my attention to the pile on the other side of the drawer. She had all sorts of assortment in there and color. She has a black, brown, gray white, navy blue, tan, transparent. Also somewhere completely sheer almost while others had lovely controlled tops with either sheer toe or sandal foot some even had extra reinforced. Either way, my urges and my cock were telling me to just pick them all up and bring them over to my aunt’s bed. I gathered up the packages I had pulled out and put them back into the drawer, stacking them neatly not thinking about what order they were in, but hey, being a dumb teen you didn’t think about that(which was probably the start of my Aunt knowing I was using her Auntyhose to pleasure myself).

Once I put all the packages away, I I looked over the pairs that weren’t in packages. She probably had what look like 100 in there. At this point, I was pretty much ozing pre-cum all over my hands and sliding down my shaft getting on the floor. I reached in and grabbed a pair. I have held pantyhose before, but this was the first time that when I picked them up and held them up seeing the light pass through the sheerness, getting hit with the smell of a wonderful flowery fabric softener. Feeling the soft silky material between my fingers, that’s when I had my first thought of using the pantyhose to pleasure my cock. I instantly wanted to glide them over my cock, it was craving their touch and the soft gentle glide over it. I wasn’t one to deny my cock what it wanted, so I dropped the one I was holding back down on the pile, reached in and picked them all up. I walked over to the bed and dropped the pile down. It was a beautiful mound of silky, sheer pantyhose of all types of colors, deniers, and styles. I stood there, looking at the beautiful pile of pantyhose and immediately started stripping my clothes off. I sat down naked on my aunt’s bed and reached over and grabbed a beautiful gray pair of pantyhose that were control top with a satin gust and sandal foot toe.

I held the pantyhose by the control. Top with one hand, held my cock in the other, and slid the silky sheer leg parts across my shaft, and up to the head of my dick. The feeling was something I had never felt before. I felt a wave of Nirvana go over me as my dick was pulsating and jumping on its own. The sheer silkiness touching my wall, excited cock for the first time was almost too much to bear. I immediately laid back slowly wrapped the leg parts around my hand and started jerking off. It was pretty intense. I was panting moaning I almost couldn’t do it. It was such a Nirvana feeling that it almost hurt. I was practically humping the air with every up-and-down stroke, feeling the hosiery getting soaked as my little teen cock kept oozing pre-cum everywhere. Then I couldn’t take it anymore. I rolled over inserted my dick into that giant pile of pantyhose and just started fucking it. I sat there and just humped and humped ferociously feeling my dick, surrounded by pantyhose.

I grabbed the pile and pulled some forward so I could rub pantyhose all over my face why I ferociously humped the back part of the pile. Eventually, I rolled over so I could have the feeling of pantyhose all over my face and body why I held a good portion of it against my cock, thrusting back-and-forth, feeling pure Nirvana and pain at the same time. Until the inevitable swelling feeling that starts from the balls and up your shaft, I was ready to cum. As I started climaxing, I had to stop thrusting my cock in that pile because it had become so sensitive that it was causing me to keep edging and wouldn’t let my little balls drain the large amount of semen that had been building that I was about to soak my aunt’s pantyhose with. Finally, I stopped for a second and it was like someone opened a fire hose. The amount of semen that just kept coming, was like I was peeing on her pantyhose. I sat there, stiff, kind of moaning as large
amount of rope after rope of semen, drenched the inside and outside of that pantyhose pile. I sat there, quivering, shaking as I shot each pulsating shot all in her pantyhose. After what felt like an eternity, my body limped up I lay down on a pile of soaked pantyhose, breathing heavy, feeling my little balls, so shriveled and the biggest sexual release I had ever had.

I lay there for a minute, just panting, thinking about how I just absolutely love to be in the way they feel the way they looked the way they made my cock so excited. I love the fact that I was ejaculating my semen all over them. The fact that they had already been all over my aunt sexy little legs and feet that I had already started noticing. From that point on I knew the only thing I wanted to do was try to get as many pair of pantyhose from women as I could. Especially from my Auntyhose Aunt. I get up and realize I had made an extreme mess all over my Aunt‘s pantyhose. I panicked for a little bit but then realized I could just throw the dirty ones in the wash then dry them (which I learned later, you never do and you hang them up to dry probably the other clue to my Aunt giving me away) then put them back. Well, I fished out about 15 pairs probably out of the 60 she had they were completely saturated so I wanted to make sure I got all of the semen off of them (before I realized how sexy it was to leave her little treats, also before she caught me and we worked out an agreement) before I put them back in her drawer.

Pretty much the rest of that weekend I’m jerked off with as many pairs of my Aunt’s pantyhose as possible. I experimented that whole weekend with putting them on my dick and jerking off, wearing them and jerking off, putting them on my hand and jerking off anyway I could to satisfy my perverted urges. This was the start of my obsession with my Auntyhose Aunt. I hope you enjoyed the read. I know it was long, but hope it was worth it.