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I started looking up mothers skirt when I was 10 years old.was lying in front of the fire reading when she came in to set the fire.I moved back out of the way and as he started to the fire,I noticed her heels with the fashioned stockings and the line up under her skirt and I just knew I had to see what was up there.I moved forward and put my head under her skirt and there started an amazing time in my life.I lay on my back and savoured the sight of brown stockings,suspenders and silk knickers.I took every chance from then on to look up her skirt until one day she was hanging curtains and was standing on a chair with the other leg on the wndow sill.She said to hold the chair steady and it was too good a chance to miss.I was right up under her skirt and her knickers were loose on her legs allowing a sight of her dark brown pubic hair.I couldn’t help but move closer up her skirt till I could smell het perfume and musk smell of her c***,It was heaven, I can still smell it to this day.Move forward to when I was in my 50s and mother in her 70s,a widow and still a little plump,but still wearing stockings etc,managed to persuade her to let me look up her skirt again like old times but then I took her hand and walked through to her bedroom and told her I had something to show her that I’d always wanted to do.I slowly dropped my trousers and pulled out my hard throbbing c***.She just stood looking at it until I took her hand and placed it on my c***,she wrapped her hand round the shaft and squeezed it then slowly started to jerk me off.One thing led to another and after freeing her t*** and pulling done her knickers I had the heavenly feeling of slipping into her c***…hot and tight…what a ride.

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My older sister (six yeaes older) was mybbully for years starting when i was 6. I amninsanely ticklish and the day she learned it could make me wet myself she was merciless. Our mother did nothing. My sister would hold me down and sit on me and torture me almost every day. Before i even hit puberty she brought her mean girl friends intonit at slumber parties and even at end of school dsy while i had to walk home with wet pants. One day she made me wet myself and when i was changing busted in on me mocking me anatomically. Sometimes i would suffer an involuntary erection and get mocked for that too. One day she and her friends cornered me at the local public pool held me and yanked off my trunks and i had to run to locler room naked until a lifeguard got my trunks back. The pool banned them for the rest of the summer and they followed and attacked me on the wsy home from school and held me down and stripped .lme and tickled me and ran with my clothes and i had to rin and sneak home trying to avoid being seen. A neighbor mom saw it all and cslled the police. She got dresssed down and from then on woild only try it solo at home. She would sneak into my room early morning and sit in me and wake me up tickling me with a full bladder. She was a comolete monster it did not stop until she left home for college. To this day we do not speak and are not home at same time for holidays. My mother still says i was too weak or sensitive and should get over it. To this day i am completely afraid of women and even in a medical setting cannot undress even partially around a woman.

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