Grommed by my mom’s pantyhose fetish boyfriend

Quick back story,my mom was a drug addict and moved in a guy who provided her with what ever next fix she needed. I think he just did it to have someone to fuck whenever and however he wanted. My mom never closed her bedroom door and sometimes I would see them go at it in the living room. My mom did work taking care of old people and sometimes she would have to stay overnight at their residence. On one of those nights my mom’s boyfriend came into my room and got into bed with me and had his way with me. I was a lot younger way back then. I tried to fight him off,but he held me down and fucked me,I was screaming and begging him to stop,but he kept going until he let out a huge moan and then rolled off me. I layed there in bed just crying. He then pulled me on top of him and held me tightly and gently caressed my body. I never had a father figure in my life,but at that moment I felt safe in his arms and was liking being held. He asked me if I wanted him to make feel better. I said yes. He then then went down on me and started licking my pussy,he took his time and it actually felt good. I didn’t know what an orgasm was back then,but I knew it felt so good,I started moaning and pushing my pussy into his face. He then crawled up next to me and pulled me on top of him and started kissing me so softly and gently put his tongue in my mouth and I kissed him back. He then took his cock and guided it back into my pussy and gently pushed it in and out and made love to me. I was actually enjoying what he was doing to me. He held me so close to his body and I shuddered with another orgasm, He then picked up his pace and came inside me. He then carressed my body and cuddled me until I fell asleep in his arms. That morning he came into my room and said take a shower and get dressed. He took me out to breakfast and then said let’s go shopping. He bought me all new clothes and shoes and then took me to where the pantyhose and tights were. He said only the best ones for my favorite girl. I was probably the only girl my age wearing wolfords and other expensive pantyhose and tights. I asked him why he was buying me so many of them and what for. He said as long as you wear these for me around the house and at night when we are alone,you can have anything you want. I nervously said ok. We get back home and my mom asked what’s with all the new clothes and stuff. He told her well she deserves it for being such a great girl and helper around here. My mom said well did you get me anything. He handed her a plastic baggy with her new fix. That evening my mom was so wasted and passed out on the couch he says to me,go ahead and put on a pair of those tan pantyhose I got you,but only the pantyhose and that means no panties underneath them. I did what he says and come into the living room and he is standing there naked and picks me up and has me wrap my legs around him and he starts grinding on me until he cums all over the crotch of my pantyhose. He then puts me down and says oops and then rips that area open and picks me back up and fucks me in the air right in living room right in front of my mom passed out. He puts me down and says now come on out with a black pair on. I do as he asks and he put me on the ground and rips open them and fucks me doggy style until I am moaning and screaming. He told me to not throw them away,those would be our nightly pantyhose. The next day I get up and he has an outfit layed out for me. A plaid skirt,white shiny tights,white blouse and converse tennis shoes. I put them on and we get in his vehicle and he takes me to get the latest iPhone. I learned that as long as I did what he said when it came to pantyhose and tights,I got whatever I wanted from him. I became his pantyhose fetish whore. Sure I was being fucked at that age,but I was enjoying the benefits that came with it. This went on for a couple of years into my early teen years. Eventually my mom and him broke up,she nearly od’d and I went into the foster care system. After graduation,I got a letter from a law firm that I needed to see this attorney. I show up and the attorney reads me a letter that I was the life insurance beneficiary of that guy who made me wear pantyhose/tights all those years ago. The lawyer didn’t say that about the pantyhose/tights,but I knew who it was when he said his name. All it said in the letter,was thank you for everything. I received a huge chunk of change. Believe it or not,the first thing I bought was all new pantyhose and tights and thanked him as I did. So this fucked up story actually ended up great for me. All because of some guys pantyhose fetish. I still wear them almost everyday and during sex.

By Anonymous Feb 16

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