this is my first post.
Sorry for my english. I´ll try to do my best.
This story is about an aunt of mine. Beautiful, brunette with long gross legs and always wore pantyhose.
She loves being tickled and know that because once she told me that her son ( my cousin ) always caress her pantyhosed legs before he goes to sleep and that tickle her so much.
Once, there was a party in my home; I was about fortheen years old and my aunt in her late thirties. She was in my room sitting in a chair with her feet relaxing in my bed; no shoes and wearing a tan colored pantyhose. When I entered in my room, the first thing i saw was her hosed feet in my bed; what a beautiful view, she looked at me with a big smile in her face, like she knew what i wanted. I shut the door and sat in my bed close to her hose feet. I started touching her right foot very slowly, trieng to touch only her pantyhose. I drew circles in her hosed soles with only one finger. When i looked at her, she was with her eyes closed and a big smile in her face, i though she was enjoing this. I kept tickling her hosed feet up and down, drawing circles in her soles, changing the foot for more than 20 minutes, doing very slowly. In this lovely twenty minutes, she kept with her eyes closed and giggles. I just stopped because another aunt of mine called for her.
Thanks
Sorry for my english. I´ll try to do my best.
This story is about an aunt of mine. Beautiful, brunette with long gross legs and always wore pantyhose.
She loves being tickled and know that because once she told me that her son ( my cousin ) always caress her pantyhosed legs before he goes to sleep and that tickle her so much.
Once, there was a party in my home; I was about fortheen years old and my aunt in her late thirties. She was in my room sitting in a chair with her feet relaxing in my bed; no shoes and wearing a tan colored pantyhose. When I entered in my room, the first thing i saw was her hosed feet in my bed; what a beautiful view, she looked at me with a big smile in her face, like she knew what i wanted. I shut the door and sat in my bed close to her hose feet. I started touching her right foot very slowly, trieng to touch only her pantyhose. I drew circles in her hosed soles with only one finger. When i looked at her, she was with her eyes closed and a big smile in her face, i though she was enjoing this. I kept tickling her hosed feet up and down, drawing circles in her soles, changing the foot for more than 20 minutes, doing very slowly. In this lovely twenty minutes, she kept with her eyes closed and giggles. I just stopped because another aunt of mine called for her.
Thanks