Fetish

Date: 03.07.2008

Keywords: I, The, First, Day, Stole, My, Panties,

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Hello again! As you may know from my first story, I'm rather new to the whole "erotic literature" thing. My first story was about an experience that happened when I was 18, and since I got so much positive feedback, I thought I'd write another story. I had no idea the effect I could have on some of you guys (and gals)! I was extremely flattered by so many of the comments that people sent to me, I began to think about what my second story could be.

I've been thinking about it for a few days now, I thought about many different topics. Fantasies of mine. Things I wished I'd tried when I was younger (but never did). Things I'd like to try some day. Things I'd be too scared or shy to try in real life... things I'll never experience for real. I could live vicariously through the characters in my story.

The more I though about it, the more the possibilities seemed endless. I wouldn't even know where to begin with a topic. Maybe some day, I will write a story about my deepest darkest fantasies... fantasies of being pulled over and patted down by a frisky cop... fantasies of being a rich lady and having my maid strip for me... fantasies about having sex in an elevator with a guy I've never met before... fantasies about a "sexy secretary" at work...

But for now, I'll just write about what I feel I can write about best... things that I've actually experienced.

Now, believe me, before you get the wrong idea, I am NOT THAT sexually adventurous. I would say that I've had an 'average' sex life, other than being bi-sexual and having had a few girlfriends. I was married for 7 years, and am now just starting to get back into the dating pool. During my life, I've had sex with maybe 5 or 6 girls, and about 8 guys, including my ex-husband. So, while that's probably more than some people, it's certainly less than others.

Plus, to be completely honest with you, I'm actually a bit modest about sex. I've never really had sex in public. The oddest place I've ever had sex was in a car. I've never done it on the beach, or in the park, or in an airplane, or any of that kind of stuff. I'm not really kinky with my partners, and I've never tried whips or paddles or any of that stuff either.

Now, here's how I've come to terms with my sexuality over the years: I have lots of fantasies, but I have a tendency to keep my fantasies separate from my reality. In other words, I'll fantasize about that guy in the elevator, but I would never actually initiate anything. And if he tried something, I'd probably be to weirded-out to even enjoy it.

At this point, I should probably apologize for publicly psycho-analyzing myself, but I guess if I'm going to write a story about myself, I feel obliged to explain who the 'real me' is.

As I mentioned in my previous story, I'd had a few boyfriends in high school, but I didn't develop an interest in girls until I was 18. My experience with Kelly was my first sexual encounter with another female body, and it was the only one I had for quite awhile. My upbringing was very strict Roman Catholic, so being attracted to girls made me feel very perverted. I'm sure there are those of you out there that know exactly what I mean. I ended up keeping these feelings to myself for a long time. In a way, it made the thoughts even more erotic! I mean, don't get me wrong, I LOVE men (and all their associated parts), but at that time in my life, my late teen years, the sexual thoughts of women I had were completely blowing my 'straight' thoughts out of the water. I would get 10 times more turned on fantasizing about a pretty girl in class than a hot guy.

And I'd get even MORE turned on fantasizing about my female teachers... the ones that were 25... 35... 45... it didn't matter. Some how, by them being more 'mature' than me, it was just... I don't know... it drove me wild!

Don't worry, this isn't going to turn into an "I had sex with my teacher" story. I've read a lot of those stories, and I can't imagine any of them actually happening. They're good reading sometimes, but still. I'm just mentioning this because that's my earliest memory of being attracted to older women. And I don't just mean 'old' women, I mean, any lady that was at least a few years older than me. This was during the last few months of my Senior Year in High School, and I just remember it so well. It's just one of those eras I'll never forget. Unless of course I get alzheimers some day (which is another good reason for me to be writing this down).

I think that because I'd only had one lesbian experience at this point, that one evening played a huge role in how my thoughts and fantasies and fetishes developed. As I said in my first story, the thing that struck me the most about that night with Kelly was how completely DRENCHED her panties had gotten, and how exquisitely and indescribably erotic her juices smelled and tasted on my fingers. I think it is because of what happened that evening that I developed my fixation with panties.

Although I'm new to writing erotic literature, I've been a regular in chatrooms and on IRC for probably a good 5 years. In that time, I've discussed my 'panty fetish' with lots of people, and what I've discovered is that most people think of this as a "male" fetish. In other words, it's usually men that fantasize about a woman's panties, and her musky smell. Maybe that makes me the exception to the rule, but because of that experience with Kelly, I just have this 'thing' for panties and lingerie.

Not to mention, that was also the turning point where my nose began to hold it's own as a sexual organ. Before then, I don't ever remember the sense of smell coming in to play at all. Of course, I would get aroused by what I saw... what my boyfriends had whispered to me... by the touch of their soft caresses on my skin, or their strong hands rubbing me down there. But suddenly, the thought of Kelly's smell, or the fantasies of what another woman's pussy or panties might smell like... Mmmmm... it still warms me up just thinking about it!

I would sit in class and stare... fantasizing about my teachers. I'd undress them with my mind, but I wasn't interested in getting them completely naked... I just wanted to imagine them in nothing but their underwear... their lingerie... their stockings... their panties. Even teachers that weren't attractive at all somehow manifested themselves in my erotic thoughts if I imagined them in panties.

I became obsessed. Then I became more obsessed. Every woman I'd meet... I would imagine her in panties. And I was able to keep my fantasies in check for months. But at some point, it began to collude my thoughts. I wasn't interested in girls my age anymore... I was interested in their moms... their aunts... Well, that's not completely true... I still was attracted to girls my age, but there was something especially erotic about an older woman.

My fetish first manifested itself right before graduation. I had gone over to my friend Carolyn's house (not her real name) to study for finals. I was a very smart student, as I mentioned in my last story, so I never really had to study that much, but still, I mean, finals are important. So, there were a group of about 6 or 7 of us girls studying for one of our finals. I can't remember which final, but it doesn't matter anyway.

Carolyn and I had been friends for about 2 years, so I had been over to her house before. Probably, once a month or so. She was a very cute girl as well. Not as cute as Kelly (at least not to me), but cute by pretty much any standard. She wasn't my type though. Not that I have a type, but if I did, she wouldn't be it. No particular reason... just not my type. Too skinny, I guess. I have a tendency to prefer curvier women.

Her mom on the other hand... now that's a COMPLETELY different story. Curves like you wouldn't even believe! She was probably in her early or mid 40's, about the same age as most of my other friends' parents. She was short though... couldn't have been any taller than 5 feet. She wasn't fat by any means, but maybe because she was so short, her curves just seemed, proportionately, curvier.

Mrs. Brown (not her real last name either) was a blonde... GORGEOUS blonde hair... long. I'm not really into blondes, never really was. I've always pretty much preferred brunettes and darker hair, but I don't think I would have changed one hair on her head. She wore kind of a lot of make-up, but whatever it was, it made her just glow like an angel. Amazing blue eyes... bright blue. I think they stood out because she wore a lot of eyeliner. Ample chest. Ample isn't even the word. Just, a beautiful, natural, well-rounded healthy large set of breasts. Gorgeous legs... the kind of thighs and rear end you just want to grab!

Now, in all the times I had been to Carolyn's house, I probably never even gave her mom a second glance. But, after that incident with Kelly, I was looking at life in a whole new perspective. Mrs. Brown became simply amazing. I wish I had a better vocabulary... maybe I could come up with a more fitting adjective to describe her. She was... perfect. Her sunny personality, her gleaming smile, her teeth were whiter than white, she was radiant!

Believe me, I had gone over to Carolyn's house with every intention of studying for whatever final we were cramming for, but the moment I saw Mrs. Brown that night, I think probably an ounce of juice flowed into my panties and I was completely taken by her. She was a perfect mom... bringing us sodas and chips and popcorn, or whatever snacks we were having. I remember she was wearing white shorts. I think she had some kind of light colored tank top on as well, but that could just be my imagination filling in the gaps.

The shorts I DEFINITELY remember though. When she bent down to put the snacks on the coffee table, her panty line was completely obvious. At the time, it was like a flashing neon sign to me. I just HAD to stare! Well, that's an exaggeration too. But I would definitely try to catch a quick glimpse every once in awhile each time she passed through the living room where we were studying.

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Keywords: I, The, First, Day, Stole, My, Panties,

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