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Why do women love to wear stockings? Men love to look at stockings?

author:Llama Lakeside Fishing Sister

I am a 90 girl who has loved stockings since I was a child, so let me share my stocking story.

When I was young, my family was very poor, and I remember that the walls of my home were full of holes, and the wooden furniture was also very bad. I remember my mom loved to wear flesh-colored stockings, and my mom had very white skin, a red face, and a bit of a fat body.

When I was a child, I always wore the popular children's lace socks. The first time I had feelings for stockings was when I was in kindergarten, and once, my mother came home and took off her shoes, but the flesh-colored stockings on her feet were very tattered--there were several large holes in the surface of the feet, only 9 silk threads were connected, and one of the stockings was worn out by the heel karma, and the silk was drawn. It was the first time I had seen a pair of stockings that could rot like this, my eyes were straight, and I suddenly felt that the tattered stockings were so sexy that it was painful to see. I asked my mom, why don't you wear a new one? Rotten into this still wears. Mom said that the poor jingle at home was ringing, where there was spare money to buy stockings to wear. I said, give me what you don't want. Mom said, don't just wear other people's socks. After some time, the torn stockings were gone, and I was sorry. Since then, I have liked stockings a little and cherished the broken stockings.

The first time I wore stockings, it was about the second grade. At that time, my lace socks were torn, and my mother gave me a pair of flesh-colored stockings. I went to school in flesh-colored stockings, and my feet in stockings were slippery and comfortable, and there was a hazy beauty in my feet in the flesh-colored stockings. I immediately liked the stockings, I liked the thin wings of the stockings and the slippery feeling of wearing the stockings. At night, after washing I still put on my stockings, I am reluctant to take them off. My mother saw and coaxed me to say that it is not good to wear stockings for sleep, and that such stockings are easy to break. I reluctantly took off my stockings and put them on the bedside.

Because the stockings are very thin, the child's feet are long, and after wearing the stockings a few times, they are broken, and the toes are exposed. My mom and I told me my stockings were torn. Mom said, if you break it, you will wear it, the family is so poor, there is no money for you to change it instead. So I often wear tattered stockings. But since I saw my mother wearing tattered stockings very sexy before, I didn't think it was bad to wear torn stockings, and I still liked it.

When I was in the fourth grade, I went to my aunt's house to play, and my aunt was in business and had money. She saw the heels and toes of the socks I was wearing exposed and gave me a new pair of flesh-colored stockings. I was very happy, that pair of stockings I remember was blue, a little special, I liked it. I was dressed to school in the back, but unfortunately my shoes were not good, and where the heel was broken, I made a big hole in my new stockings. When I got home I looked at my torn stockings and wept bitterly. I wore those stockings for a few days, washed them dry and wore them again, the stockings were very thin, and they dried in one night. I wore it for a semester, and when my heel was rotten, I flipped it up and put it on, and then one of the stockings broke two big holes, and one was more serious, but I was still not willing to lose it. Later, when it was a holiday, I washed my socks and put them on the bedside and went to my relatives' house to play, because I was afraid that I would be laughed at by others when I wore them. Unfortunately during my time out. My aunt came to my house, maybe the stockings were too broken, and thought they didn't want to lose them. I am very sad that they rich people know the suffering of our poor people.

My bedroom has a drawer for socks, there is time, my mother will put where she buys stockings, buy a bag outside, take one or two pairs, there are still a few pairs of new stockings left in the drawer. When I see it, I wear it. One night, I wore new stockings and my mother saw me, she scolded me, she said, you are really rich, the family is so poor that the sofa is rotten and can't afford to buy new, decent furniture is not affordable, you are still so bad money, the home is rotten like this, I am embarrassed to let others play. Lao Tzu was reluctant to wear new ones, and he had to bargain with others to buy a pair of socks. I saw the short stockings my mother was wearing, and she said that she couldn't see the shoes anyway, and if it was rotten, it would rot.

When I was in middle school, I saved some money and went to the supermarket to buy two packs of stockings. I remember it was Lansha's, five pieces a pack, two pairs, transparent on tiptoes. I loved it and couldn't wait to wear it when I bought it. Two pairs of stockings I wore for half a year. The socks had broken several holes, and I still didn't want to lose them. One day I looked so broken that I threw it into the garbage basket. But later I thought that I was poor like that, and I regretted it, so I still picked it up and washed it.

When I was in elementary school, I was very envious of watching our teacher wear pantyhose, and I remember once she wore a pair of gray pantyhose, thin, very sexy, and I wanted to wear it too. But when I was a child, I was poor and couldn't afford pantyhose. In middle school, my mom had a bit of varicose veins and often wore flesh-colored pantyhose. And my mother was a little fat and afraid of the heat, so she wore a rotten gown on top, which she said she bought before she got married, and a thin pair of flesh-colored pantyhose underneath. Those pantyhose are bought in the store that specializes in socks, they are all twenty or thirty pieces a pair, and the texture is not bad. Because it is a little expensive, and the hemp may be a little strong, sometimes the stockings will tear the inner thighs of the pantyhose. But she was reluctant to lose it, so she wore it in tatters. She often wore tattered stockings outside and wore nothing and walked around the house. I almost squirted blood when I saw it. The stockings are often rotten on both sides of the inner thighs, with a large hole, and the white and tender ones are exposed on the outside, as if they are about to break free from the stockings. I realized that the original torn stockings were so sexy to wear. Sometimes, half of the rotten ass of the stockings is exposed, and I want to wear it. I remember once I saw my mother hanging a pair of torn stockings in the toilet, and the inner thighs of the stockings were holed, and the surrounding was also hooked, very bad. I was suddenly wet underneath, and I pounced on it like a hungry wolf, took it down, hid it in my crotch, took it back to my bedroom and dressed to masturbate. Mom didn't like me wearing her socks, and she was afraid I wouldn't be able to wear her stockings even worse.

Because the family is poor, my mother is very frugal in life, and she is reluctant to buy new stockings when they are broken. Once, when I went outside, my mother wore a short skirt on the outside of her tattered stockings, and when she sitted, the skirt was short, and the hole in my mother's stockings was covered, and my father saw it and said to let her buy a new pair to wear. Mom said that the family was so poor, where was the spare money to buy new ones? Dad lost her torn stockings, and she picked them up and put them on. Once my stockings broke, I threw them in the trash, my mother saw it, picked it up and looked at it and said, this sock is very good, you don't want to take it for me to wear, how to lose it, she took it and put it on.

Mother often wore torn silk stockings out, her friend saw that she was wearing torn, so she gave her the stockings she did not want, she took them back, boiled the stockings in an iron basin, disinfected them and washed them.

Because she often wore pantyhose, I had the opportunity to sneak in her stockings, but I still wanted to have a pair of my own stockings. When the opportunity came, a cousin came to work with us and stayed at my house for the time being. She paid a very high salary, bought a good texture of the stockings, I have never worn such good stockings, and her stockings often wear a week or two to break, scratched a small hole, she felt humiliated, lost. I thought it was a pity that such a good stocking was lost, I would not live a life, I had not worn such a good stocking. So every time she lost it, I took advantage of her lack of attention to quickly pick it up and wash it, and dry it in my bedroom, because I was afraid that I would not be able to pick it up after I was found hanging outside. Later, I often picked up the rags she wore to wear, those stockings were very good texture, very silky, just a small hole or a little hook, can be worn for a long time, I washed and worn. At that time, I was really happy, I often had stockings to wear, and when the stockings were worn for several months and could not be worn, I was still reluctant to lose them, so I washed them and hugged them in my arms to sleep. At that time, I picked up the spare stockings that my sister wore to wear, she wore them unwanted, I could wear them for a few more months, often dressed very tattered, similar to my mother's, sometimes a large area of rotten silk was off, from the thighs all the way to the calves, sometimes there were several holes in the legs, and there were broken everywhere. I think even if I went to the garbage heap to pick up a random pair, it would be better than my body.

When I was in high school, I once went to my grandmother's house, and I forgot to bring my stockings, but I wanted to wear them, so I went to the store to buy a pair. The stockings in the store were very expensive, the cheapest ones were sixteen pieces, and I bought a pair, which was the most expensive stockings I had ever bought. I took it back to take a shower and couldn't wait to wear it, but unfortunately the poorer the more hellish, I haven't put it on, the stockings were scratched by the nails, the silk was drawn, from the thigh to the calf, I was sad to die, but unfortunately I didn't have money to buy a new one, so I wore that pair of silk stockings, when I went out, I also wore it, it was very small at that time, and I didn't feel ashamed. My mother also told me not to lose it, she said who does not want to wear new clothes, but the family is so poor, still have to live a life, hanging up a little afraid of something, and no one is staring.

Later, I went to college, because I was outside and people were older, so it was not good to wear too much. It seems that girls of our generation don't like stockings very much, and I am the only one in our dorm who wears stockings. I like to wear stockings so much, I feel very comfortable to wear slippery, I have to wear them every day, I wear skirts and flesh-colored pantyhose in the summer, I wear them in the long pants in the winter, and I wear flesh-colored stockings without lukewarmness. I am still related to the stockings, will not be worn as soon as they rot, I often have to wear a pair of stockings for more than two or three months. Sometimes the stockings are torn, and I don't want to lose them, unless they are very broken.

Once, I bought a pair of snow boots at a reduced price, and I wore a pair of gray stockings inside, because the shoes would be dyed, and I was very distressed about the stockings, so I put on a new pair of gray stockings. As a result, I only went out for half a day, and when I came back, I found that there were two holes in the toes of my stockings, and I was very distressed at the time, after all, it was a new stocking, and I couldn't afford to wear new ones every day. So I was not willing to lose it, and then I took it home and wore it when I came home from vacation. Once I bought a pair of pantyhose from the Lantha velvet butterfly stall, which was a bit expensive. I wore it for a long time, not broken, but once it was broken by my umbrella, I was very sad, although I was embarrassed to wear it out, but I still kept it at home, or wore it in trousers.

Maybe I have been used to poor days since childhood, although I wear stockings almost every day, I lose no more than five pairs of stockings a year, I am keeping the stockings I wear in the summer and wearing them in the winter, sleeping and wearing them at home, so that it is not wasted. In fact, torn stockings are also very sexy.

Why do women love to wear stockings? Men love to look at stockings?

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