Before I start writing about my very first panty sniffing experience, it is fitting that I write about the incident that started me on the panty sniffing itself, namely the prelude to the actual incident. It starts off many years back where an innocent 18 year old boy starts masturbating for the first time. At that time, I was totally innocent. I had never...
Henrietta's parents died when she was only six and her 'grandfather ' in name only because actually he was a friend of the family -became her guardian and Henrietta his 'ward.' Henry Messinger was a well to do barrister with his finger in many pies and lived in a mansion in Nottinghamshire during the latter part of the nineteenth century and was an obvious...
I live in a small town where not much happens. Fifteen years ago, a family rented the upstairs apartment in our large house. We had much more room than we needed, and the entire upstairs was turned into a private apartment. A lovely family moved in and we became like family rather quickly. The mother was remarried and her one child was from her previous mar...
This flashback continues from the prelude where I had just had an eye opening experience at my grandparents' house. It was just after my 18th birthday. After that visit to my grandparents, my mind was still filled with the vision of my maternal grandfather stealthily sneaking into the guestroom to sniff and masturbate with my mother's panties. Were panties r...
((Author's note: I have made this story open to the public. I encourage people to post their own chapters and threads. If you are a potential writer want an idea of how the mirror works, read the first handful of chapters in my main thread to get an idea. You are under no obligation to make it function in the same way unless you want to, however. Have fun wi...
The Ganthorian Hilton. Ruby had been pouting for the last hour. Miserable at being left alone to baby sit not only James Ian Pryce but possibly her own unborn child. It was pretty obvious she was carrying Jack's child yet she had no rock solid evidence as of yet. It wasn't as easy as going to the corner market for a pregnancy test. James had gone off to hi...
Her hands hurt; of that much she was sure. She looked at her fingers, and the joints in her hands now came to her as the roots of a gnarled oak might - if pushing up through the dry grass of late summer. "Can this be me," she gulped, the sight tearing at her mastery of the moment. "These can't be my hands...can they?" Yet, when she moved her fingers she fe...
Authors note: If you are one of the readers who got bent out of shape over my story "The Racist" I'd advise you to skip this one. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ My dick had gotten me in trouble before, but it had never before brought me to the edge of disaster. And disaster is just what I was seeing as I listened to the black woman who was planning on...
--Part Five - He is Me -- Over the next month I found that I was leaving my house a few minutes earlier each day that I stopped in for coffee just so I could have a few extra minutes in discussions. I didn't want to arrive too early because I knew that Jonah didn't leave until about seven. I was thinking, if I could get to the apartment within a few minutes...
Rubies are Red. Part 33. Paul I pulled the control column back, turned the wheel to the right and pressed down on the right rudder pedal with my foot. We climbed slowly into the air then started to bank to the right. "Stay at three thousand feet." My grandfather said. "Stay on course. I need to sit down." "Roland?" I heard Bill ask. "Are you all right?"...