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| Irene told me to take off her panties; her panties were over her garterbelt like a true stocking girl She used to catch me all the time looking at her feet and legs and I got the impression that she liked it because she would sometimes smooth out her nylons all the way to the garter when we were in the room alone I was so embarrassed She told me to rub higher, up to her thighs, as I did her placed her foot in the crotch of my shorts That night had changed me forever in more way than one The ride from the house, in which Irene drove, she would keep letting her dress ride up to the tops of her black nylons as she shifted gears and I couldn't take my eyes off her legs We settled in and continued to kiss as my hand explored her legs and wet pussy Irene told me that she only could have sex with young boys and she would never let them fuck her Having just gotten a driver’s license, Irene offered me an opportunity to drive her car She leaned over and unzipped my shorts, which were still damp from before As soon as felt her foot I came in my pants I was visiting my Grandparent's home in Canton, Ohio I never did see Irene after that summer, she moved to Michigan and used to write my mother and asked how we all her children, especially me After a few minutes, she asked me if I would lick her again, only this slower and gentler " My face must have dropped a foot and I told her yes She also told me that there were three other young men in her apartment building, which she had, sex with on a regular basis She starting to scream "Put your tongue inside me", as it did I could feel a flood of her juices all over my face and she was bucking up and down, then she tensed and relaxed I started to stroke her feet and calves As we entered the park, there was a small dirt road off the main road of the park, which went back through the trees After a few minutes, Irene asked me if I ever had anyone put his or her mouth on me I always had to lie on my stomach when she was there, so I could look at her legs and at the same time hide my erection My mother didn't want me to drive it but Irene was insistent The major attraction was her stockings and heels Then she sat up, moved into the front seat, started the car and drove to one of the park rest rooms When I came back to the car she was not there, I must have waited for her for twenty minutes but when she came out the rest room she looked fresh as a daisy She slid her legs around toward me and said, "You like my legs don't you, would you like to touch them She placed her mouth directly over my cock and wrapped her hand around the base of my shaft My face was dripping wet but my hands never left those silky stockings Especially the men in her office, she used it as a tease but would never go out with any of the men and how it would drive them crazy My first sexual stocking experience happened when I was 18 years old We continued to kiss and she started to moan She asked me to touch her between her legs but I was hesitant, she took my hand and placed on her crotch, she pressed my hand hard and made me push on her Not one drop escaped her mouth as she continued to suck me She was 38 years old, with long red hair and very attractive to me She directed me to get into the back seat of the car to be more comfortable They were always black or taupe Irene gently pushed my head down between her legs and told me to kiss her The ride back to the house was the strangest part of the whole evening I was still mesmerized in the back seat, She told me to go in and wash my face and clean myself up She looked down at me and told how wonderful that was The year was 1967, Irene drove a 1956 Chevrolet Bel Air, and it was maroon and had a stick shift She immediately leaned over and kissed me, placing her tongue in my mouth It was the first time I had ever seen a real vagina She also stated that no man would ever enter her again That summer in Canton, my mother's friend, Irene was always coming to the house when we were there Irene told me that she had never been married because when she was young she had been raped by her brother-in-law who was about 10 years older that her There was a large park not far from the house, which everyone thought would be the best place to drive There were a few petting experiences that I had with girls my own age in the past, where the girls would let me stroke their legs to the tops of their stockings but that was about it God I loved that car Irene always wore spiked sandals with reinforced heel and toe nylons Irene said if I did not say anything to anyone about the evening that we could do it again, which was enough incentive for me to keep quiet She said she knew how much it turned men on I thought the whole world was going to hear us I replied no She was so wet and kept pushing my head so harder to the point that I could hardly breathe I really got excited when she stopped about 40 yards back That young boys would allow her to have complete control over them As I made love to her, she constantly directed all my activities and had another three orgasms She wanted me to continue to stroke her stockings while she rested She also told me that she did not want to have sex with me because of her relationship with my mother but could not help herself Her mouth and hand worked as a single motion for all of about one minute until I came in her mouth It is ironic that Irene had a fetish for young boys and that for a long time in my life that I had one for older women in garter belts, stockings and heels but that will be another story The last thing she told me was about the power of nylon stockings and high heels |
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