This story is about my x bf n me. As this is my first story I may make many mistakes. Please forgive me for this. My x-boyfriend’s name is Aryan. He...has got a good body. His dick is 9inch n 3width fat. Let me introduce myself now. I’m fair looking with 38-28-34 body size. M 22 years old. My bf loves my boobs. We usually meet in parks and he use to touch my boobs. Sometimes he used to bite my nipples. One day my parents had to go out of station for 20 days n as I had exams they left me alone in. I'll try to be delicate here, but the problem is not so much as having the pantyhose conform to the bit of anatomy I have and women don't but getting them to conform to my pot belly and stay up. They have a disconcerting tendency to roll up and slide down the curve of my paunch. So I have developed a preference for gartered stockings and Sears has always carried stockings in my size. In fact, Sears is about the only place that still carries stockings since Mr. Ward's establishment went out of. I know you love my mother dearly and I hope you care about me with your heart and not just your head." I do care about you. I also think you're the sexiest woman next to your mother. Come here a second."Lena stood up and walked over. She looked so young and innocent. I took her in my arms and pulled her between my open legs and looked her in the eyes. "Lena, I accept you in my heart along with your mother. I also understand that some day you will want to have a family and husband. You will be. No form of lubrication was ever used, yet she felt no rawness or abrasion. While she was somewhat aroused by being taken this way, so often and by so many, her physical pleasure was muted, and any sort of release — at least for her — seemed distant beyond capture. I’m just a vessel for their pleasure. That should bother me, but it doesn’t. How strange.She tried concentrating on variations between the men’s cocks, at least to the extent she could interpret them through the grip of her anal.