Date: Thu, 24 Dec 2015 08:10:54 -0800
From: Derek Collant <skylark675@gmail.com>
Subject: After School Antics Chapter 3

3 - Opportunity

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I took my time getting back from school.  If no one was going to be home, I
didn't feel any particular need to hurry.  I let myself into my aunt's
house, and started to work on some homework.  When I went to the bathroom,
though, I found quite a surprise.  On the counter, was a pile of my aunt's
pantyhose.  I think she was intending to wash them but never got around to
doing it.  I picked up a pair of them.  I think they were the same tan
one's she was wearing the other day.  Wow, they felt so soft against my
hand.  Almost instinctively, I brought them to my face, against my nose,
and inhaled.  I could smell my aunt's perfume and an underlying scent, kind
of musky and sweaty.  I also noticed how nice the felt against my face.

I slipped my arm down one of the legs and admired them.  I brought my hand
to my face and caressed it.  Mmmm, it felt really good.  I could just
barely catch the essence of leather and sweat lingering on them.  My cock
was already stiffening in my pants.  With my free hand, I undid my pants
and slid them along with my underwear down.  Taking my pantyhose sheathed
hand, I grasped my stiffened cock.  My knees almost buckled at the
exquisite sensation that shot through my body.

I got a great idea.  Taking the pair on my arm, I slid them down keeping
hold of the tip.  I then had them all scrunched up.  I pulled them off my
hand and slid my cock inside. Oh man, did that feel so good!.  I then did
the same thing to the other leg.  It felt so hot and sexy!  Then picked up
another pair of pantyhose, dark blue, and slipped both my hands into them,
almost like wearing a shirt.  Then grasping my nyloned cock with one hand I
started stroking.  With my other nyloned hand, I started massaging and
playing with my balls and underneath them.  Oh my god did it feel so good!
I couldn't believe how great the nylon felt against my skin!  It only took
me a few strokes to get to point of coming.  Reluctantly, I slid the
pantyhose off my cock, not wanting to deal with the effects if I spurted
inside them.  Just taking them off almost made my cock come, as it was I
barely got them to the side, stroked my cock with my nyloned hand, before
my cock let loose with a volley after volley of come.  Man, what a rush.

My orgasm subsided and I immediately started to feel guilty.  What if my
aunt had come home?  A quickly slipped the pantyhose off my arms and
returned them to the pile and cleaned up the mess I'd made.  Before leaving
the bathroom, I took the whole pile of them and pressed them against my
face.  Inhaling deeply and noting the heady aroma lingering on them.
Putting them down I walked out of the bathroom.

I stopped in my tracks in the living room when I noticed by aunt already in
the kitchen.

"Oh hi," she said.

"Uh, hi, I was just in the bathroom," I said warily, what if she saw!

"Uh, yeah, so you were, that's what I figured when I walked in." She
responded.

Oh man, I wonder if she saw!  I had left the door open a crack.  I was
totally nervous.  I sat down on the sofa and pretended to watch a TV show.
My aunt came back in the room with some milk and cookies for me and sat
down on the sofa.

"Whew, what a day," she commented after a bit.  She slid over on the sofa
and stretched out her legs towards me.  As usual, she was wearing
pantyhose, today she had on a pair of nude pantyhose.  She was wiggling her
toes in them, and I caught myself staring.  I quickly looked at the screen.

"Billy," my aunt asked.

"Uh, yeah," I responded, trying to look at her, and not her nyloned encased
legs.

"Could you please give your aunt another one of your lovely foot rubs?" She
asked plaintively.

"Um, yeah, sure I can." I responded trying to sound nonchalant about it.

She scooted down a bit and placed her pretty nyloned feet once again on my
lap.  I turned to face her, this time I wasn't so nervous as my cock was
still recovering from my earlier session and so would behave.  With relish,
I grasped her sexy foot and started to give her a foot massage.  It seems I
was getting more and more comfortable about the whole thing.  Working my
thumbs up her sole, then between her toes, stretching the sexy sheer
fabric.  Then I took each toe massaging and stretching it under the
slippery fabric.  I was surprised at the strong urge to lift up her foot
and press my face into her sole.  As it was, I lifted her foot to almost
eye level.  I caught the barest hint of the leather and sweat aroma that
clung to her foot.  I repeated the same thing with her other foot.  My aunt
let me do this for a long time, the longest yet.  I placed both feet on top
of my lap, and massaged the top of her feet.

"Mmm, Billy, you're getting very good at foot rubs," my aunt encouraged me.

"Uh, thanks," I responded.

Suddenly, we heard someone at the front door.  My aunt quickly snatched her
feet away as my mother walked in.  I was a bit petrified, wondering what my
mom said if she'd caught me rubbing her sister's feet.  Yet, my aunt said
absolutely nothing about what I'd been doing.  Anyhow, I had a lot to think
about on the way home and at home.  Those nylons felt so good against my
skin, I wanted to try it again.  Then the whole thing about massaging my
aunt's feet.  Of course, it led to another masturbation session into my
socks before I went to bed.