CHARLES EXPLAINS WHY HE LOVES WOMEN IN PANTYHOSE

I was beginning to think I was the only person who had a pantyhose fetish but then Charles(he wants me to inform everyone that that is NOT his real name) sent me a story about how he became addicted to all things hosiery. Charles didn't ask me to check his spelling or anything so the only change I made was to make it 3 paragraphs instead of one huge one. Its easier to read this way.

     I was an only child and my parents didn't let me make friends because they thought that way I would never fall to peer pressure and start using drugs. Because of this I was always lonely so everytime I was offered the chance to go to stay with my aunt and uncle and cousin I would jump at the chance. My cousin was a girl and we weren't into the same things but I gladly played whatever she wanted to play so I could have a friend. We were about the same age so we did find things to talk about that we both liked like music and movies and things.

     When we were both around 13 years old I went to stay with them for a couple weeks. My cousin had just started going to dance class and she was excited to show off the things she had learned. She would change into her dance outfit and then dance for hours in the backyard while I watched. She was pretty good at it for someone who had just started. A few days after I got there it was time for her to go to class again. It was here that my pantyhose addiction began.

     She had to wear a ruffled skirt like thing to dance class and her and her parents didn't want to ruin it. Because of this she got dressed in everything before we left except for the skirt. When she got out of her room after getting ready she was standing there in just her top and tights. She didn't seem to mind that I was there either. I rode in the back seat with her all the way there and I kept looking at her legs. When we got there she stood up in the backseat and pulled the skirt like thing on so she didn't leave the car without it on. While she was doing this her tights covered bottom was right in my face. When dance class was done she got back in the car and removed it and then she spent most of the rest of the night just wearing those tights. I only got to go with her one more time to dance class like that before I went back home but it started my fetish.

Thanks for the story Charles.