My young me and her mature woman - (One)
This is my real experience. I never dare to tell anyone, so I can only record it in words and tell it to you and him who don’t know.
Because the story is real, if you want to transfer the post, please delete or change the name of the character. I use the name of the real character just for better memory.
In the face of the reform and opening up period, the post-80s generation, although they will be sexually mature at the beginning, are still somewhat ignorant and ignorant. They are not as open and ahead of the post-90s and post-00s.
At that time, children always kept the word “sex” carefully in their hearts. They would only communicate with friends in secret and obscene ways, for fear of being discovered by adults. Therefore, there was no place to vent the hormones in the explosion. When they were anxious, they could even masturbate the female Altman with breasts.
I am a typical post-80s, precocious, precocious.
Maybe it was because of my mother’s death when I was a child, so I had an irresistible desire for mature women, and a little bit of sex addiction to silk stockings, which made me once very miserable.
When summer comes, it’s always hard to bear. I don’t know where to put my eyes on. Sometimes when I look at a mature woman wearing short skirts and stockings, she will unconsciously have a hard lower body, even if the skirt only covers the knee.
Up to now, I suspect that I like the ugly posture of bow waist and belly and walking like a big shrimp, which is the root of the disease in order to cover up the firmness of the lower body.
Of course, the story I want to tell is not about this, but about an unknown sexual experience, about me and my neighbor friend’s mother.
At that time, there was no community, and there was no high-rise building next to an airtight building.
The unit house where my father works is a single family with three units and four floors. It is surrounded by small sheds for sundries below. The yard has soil and trees, which is a paradise for children in the whole building.
And I have always been a native and child king in the courtyard. The people in the courtyard came and left, and my friends changed one after another. Until I was 11 years old, a family moved to our building.
A rich family, 10000 yuan households.
At that time, it was the age of national bicycle, but his family had motorcycles.
Such a family naturally caused a sensation among the residents of the hospital. Therefore, when enjoying the cool every night, their family naturally became a conversation to eat and get rid of the summer heat. Of course, this has nothing to do with me. I am just an 11 year old boy who has just started to have a “sexual interest” and can’t masturbate.
Until the hostess of the family came to me with a child two years younger than me.
She was wearing a black dress, some formal small black jacket, and a loose black skirt covering half of her thighs. In fact, this kind of skirt covering half of her thighs was already considered as a miniskirt at that time.
Under the skirt a pair of symmetrical full legs, wrapped in a pair of lustrous meat colored stockings, plus a pair of black half high heels. The image of a professional and capable mature woman has been transformed into a hot blood, which has impacted my young brain, making me feel a hundred claws scratching my heart and blushing at the first glance.
I don’t remember what she said to me that afternoon. My mind was full of those beautiful legs wrapped in silk stockings and her beautiful smile. When I came to my senses, there was only one more child beside me, except for the high tent under my crotch.
Later, I got acquainted with the child named Ni Tongtong. I also knew the basic situation of his family. The father who sold fashion clothes in the sea and the mother who was the manager of the hotel. Of course, I just wanted to get to know his mother. That made me set up the flag every night. I didn’t know what to do. Woman, Tang Shujuan, aunt Tang.
The advantage of being a child king is that it’s easy to have a good relationship with a little brother who adores you. When I have time, I will play with Ni Tongtong. Soon, I became a good family partner from a playmate in the courtyard. So I successfully won the trust of Ni Tongtong’s family when I was 12 years old. I became a door-to-door guest and even was invited to stay for dinner.
And I am not satisfied with this, but because I entered the home of aunt Tang’s life, my desire was further enlarged. The advantage of children was that they would not be too taboo. Therefore, I often saw aunt Tang changing clothes from the crack of the door. Although I didn’t dare to peep, I sat in the living room to see what it was. I could also see the plump figure and wrapped in meat colored trousers Round in the socks.
Since then, I can no longer suppress the impulse to suppress the bottom of my heart, there is always a rush to the other side of the idea, although I do not know what it is meaningful to do so, I feel very sad, but do not understand the catharsis, can only through the pants will the little brother shrink, desperately knead, and then full of fantasy and aunt Tang holding together, although I even women’s breasts is what I don’t know anything about it, but it doesn’t affect my imagination. Aunt Tang’s body can’t think of it. I remember her legs.
Then one day when I rubbed my little brother, my underwear was completely wet
Although I don’t know what that means, I know that I feel a little relaxed at that moment. This is my first masturbation success, although the method is very abnormal.
But the success of masturbation did not extinguish the desire. On the contrary, the impulse that followed me made me want to stab myself in the chest with a knife.
So I can only once a time, keep rubbing the little brother, the most powerful time for an hour or two to lie upright and keep rubbing hands, until the shooting legs are trembling, the heart will feel better.
Later, in order to let myself have more fresh fantasies when kneading my little brother, I stayed in front of the alarm clock every day after school. When Aunt Tang got off work, I told my father to go downstairs to buy a homework book. Then I crept up to Aunt Tang who was going upstairs. I secretly watched her back up the stairs and tried to remember her beautiful legs of silk stockings I hope she can step up a little bit, so that I can see deeper under the skirt.
I just had my 13th birthday that year, and I didn’t know anything about love between men and women. I just like this plump and beautiful aunt, like her long legs and silk stockings. So at that time, my sexuality began to expand infinitely, and I became more and more fond of shredded meat. (in those days, shredded meat was the mainstream, and thin black silk was not popular yet.)
After a long period of repression, rationality will always be destroyed, whether men or boys will do some irrational, even desperate things.
I was in this period at that time, so I had my first adventure.
Steal silk stockings.
It was Sunday. After playing marbles with Ni Tongtong outside in the afternoon, it was very hot to discuss going to his house to eat popsicles. Aunt Tang was still downstairs chatting with the neighbors. We were the only ones left in the house. His father often went on business and looked at the deserted bedroom. For the first time, I had an irresistible impulse.
I want, I want the silk stockings that Aunt Tang wears, the silk stockings that Tang Shujuan wears on that woman’s leg.
So I said to Ni Tongtong that he was tired of playing and wanted to sleep, so he plunged into the bed in the bedroom and couldn’t get up. Ni Tongtong, a 10-year-old child, knew what he knew. He thought I was really tired, so he went to his house to do his homework.
When I was alone in the bedroom, the uncontrollable impulse in my heart made me shiver, and my bones were numb. The tightening of my little brother made me uncomfortable, but I knew that I should succeed. I even began to imagine how to use silk stockings after I got them.
With this kind of excited and uneasy heart, I opened the side of the bedroom cabinet drawer, a cabinet of a cabinet to find.
Finally, in the bottom cabinet, I saw the lingerie. It was the same as the one my mother had put in the cabinet when I was a child. At this moment, I was red with excitement. Now that the underwear has been found, the silk stockings must also be here.
But fortunately, although I was excited, I didn’t lose my mind. I carefully opened the folded bra and underwear for fear of being found out of confusion. However, I was disappointed to find that there was no silk stockings. Just when I was about to put down my underwear and restore the scene, several plastic bags under the cabinet attracted my attention.
In other words, the picture on the plastic bag attracted me. It was a foreign woman sitting on her side with her chest covered in her bare body. The key is that she only wore a transparent meat colored pantyhose all over her body.
This kind of picture is the first time I have seen it in 13 years, so I took it up and put it under my clothes without thinking about it.
After that, I couldn’t continue to look for the other silk stockings that Aunt Tang had worn. I instinctively realized that the silk stockings were in the plastic bag. So I closed the cabinet in a hurry, said goodbye to Ni Tongtong who was doing my homework, and rushed downstairs as if running away. I passed by my neighbor’s uncle and aunt chatting, and nodded her head shyly, pretending nothing happened. Of course, I still dare not look directly into aunt Tang’s face 。
Back home in a hurry, I closed the door and I was lying on the bed. In order to prevent my father from coming in suddenly, I carefully turned my side and blocked it with my body. Then I could not wait to tear the plastic package. Then I saw the lady’s silk stockings sandwiched in the middle by a picture of a naked foreign woman.
That was the first time I knew that women’s stockings were packaged in this way.
That night, I kneaded my little brother for a long time. I rubbed my little brother with silk stockings and crossed them with tights. Although I felt a little bit satisfied with my desire in my heart, it didn’t solve my fundamental problem, because I found that I didn’t feel comfortable in my imagination.
At that time, I realized that what I like is the beautiful legs of women with silk stockings, rather than simple stockings. Simple stockings can not bring me too much pleasure.
So the desire to upgrade, I want to touch women’s legs, touch aunt Tang’s legs, touch aunt Tang Shujuan’s beautiful legs in silk stockings.