Teen Pantyhose Perv

The title says it all. I would say from the beginning of adolescence and even now I have always been obsessed with women's pantyhose. I like the feel of them when I masturbate and I like the sight of them on women.

Probably some of my best memories of my pantyhose escapades were between the ages of 13 to 16. I grew up near a military base, so I always had a lot of neighbors coming in and out of the neighborhood. Around 13 we had a new neighbor move in across the street. It was a family with a son and a daughter both my age. The first time I saw them, they were moving in, and I went and introduced myself and the boy and I went off and rode bikes. Now his mom wasn't the best probably a seven out of 10, but had the most amazing set of legs. She worked on base as a receptionist or an office manager I was never quite sure. Ever since I met her when she would come home from work, she always wore a skirt with brown or light tan pantyhose with heels.

I remember the first time I met her she sat down next to us on the couch while he and I were playing video games.  He was on top of the couch and I was sitting on the floor with my back against the couch. She sat down between us and kicked her heels off to reveal sheer covered toes. These toes looked so hot, they were freshly manicured with red paint on them. Every time she wasn't paying attention I would sneak a look at them and move a little closer to her. Eventually, she went to move her legs and grazed her nylon-covered toes across my arm. I immediately popped the biggest rager I had ever had in my life.

Once she realized she kicked me she apologized, got up and said she was going to change and start on dinner and asked if I wanted to stay for dinner. I said yes and excused myself to the bathroom as she went upstairs. I immediately blew a load right into the sink. I didn't make it past five strokes, thinking about those pantyhose-covered toes and remembering how they felt against my arm.

When I left the bathroom, my buddy and I went upstairs and sat around and waited for his mom to finish cooking dinner. My buddy started helping his mom with some things on the table and when she asked me if I could set the table I said sure.  She also asked if l could wash my hands. She told me to use the bathroom sink since she had stuff in the kitchen sink.

Their house had only one bathroom for the upstairs, which was right across from the master bedroom. I went upstairs into the bathroom still thinking about her pantyhose-covered toes when I saw it! She had an overflowing dirty laundry basket with at least 7 or 8 pairs of pantyhose on the ground around it or on the top. I immediately grabbed a handful of them, took a deep whiff of the sheer crotch (she only wore full sheer pantyhose, no reinforced toe or control top panty). I then put one on my dick and blew a load right into the toe parts. I immediately stuffed three pairs into my pants and went to eat dinner.

As soon as dinner was done, I left and went home and violated those pantyhose all night long. This wouldn't be the first time or the last time I'd get her pantyhose. She constantly bought new pantyhose as she was always ruining them. I eventually started taking them out of her trash so she wouldn't see them missing from her laundry basket. She was constantly throwing pantyhose away.

Over the years, I probably stole about 20 pairs or more from her. Over time I learned her pantyhose buying habits. She would use cheap ones like Silk'n Mist for everyday wear and she had a few she would hold onto that were Silk Reflections brand that she would wear to events or things that were not related to work. When she wore these ones, she immediately took them off hand-washed them and I would see them hanging in her room to dry. (That's how I know they were Silk Reflections. I went and checked them out one day because I had never seen her do that and the empty package was still on the bed. She would put them back in the package to keep them safe I guess.)  She took care of the expensive ones, so I was never able to get those until one fateful night.

The husband and the wife use to like to go out often (they were kind of alcoholics. She would come home sometimes and not change out of her work clothes, get a little drunk, and that's how she would sometimes ruin her pantyhose). They would go with my parents and other parents out to bars or to events, dressed really nice and most often I would always hang out at my buddy's house when they were out. (I always took that opportunity to sniff and masturbate with her pantyhose).

However, one night they came in early and brought the wife in completely obliterated. They were out, but she wanted to come home because she was too drunk. When they dragged her in, she was wearing a tight black dress with black pantyhose and open-toe heels. I had never seen her in any other pantyhose but brown or tan, but black were my absolute favorite color. I knew I had to get those pantyhose from her that night.

A couple of times, my buddy went into the room to help her to the bathroom and to get her some water. After a while, she eventually passed out. Around 11 pm my buddy fell asleep downstairs and I went up to see if his mom had taken off her pantyhose. I quietly went upstairs and went to her room. The door was wide open and there she was, completely passed out, on the bed with her legs wide-open and one leg with the pantyhose halfway down it and the other one off her leg completely. It appeared at some point she tried to take them off, but failed and passed out.

The sight of her black pantyhose covering her toes was just too much for me. I walked up and started sniffing her foot that had the pantyhose on while I used the one that was off to stroke my dick. I was about to cum so I went ahead and blew a load on the floor. I didn't want to risk accidentally having my jizz land on her and wake her up.

When I finished, I just said, screw it and pulled the pantyhose off her the rest of the way. Being young, I was still incredibly horny because I could see her panties up her skirt with a part of her vagina hanging out. I didn't want to get caught, so I left her room and went to the bathroom. I immediately put those pantyhose up to my face. They were kind of damp on the crotch, which made me even more horny. I could smell her perfume and her pussy scent all over those pantyhose. I probably blew about four or five loads in her dirty pantyhose that were in the bathroom.

I took those pantyhose home and pretty much used them until they withered away. She never knew I took them or ever mentioned any of her pantyhose disappearing. Eventually, when I turned 16 they moved away and it was a sad day for me. Not only was my friend moving, but my free pantyhose sniffing and masturbating stockpile was going to be gone too. However, I managed to grab a white pair of Silk Reflections from her before she left. It's a shame. I never got to see her wear them though.

Those are just some of my escapades. I also got a hold of many friends' moms' pantyhose, friends sisters', other neighbors and even my aunts'. Nowadays, I know better. I'm a grown adult. I just just go buy some used ones off the internet or I have my wife wear them. But I do miss being young and having an endless supply of pantyhose.

Hope you like my story. Maybe some of y'all will post some of your degenerate pantyhose perverted escapades.