Panty Lover I am more than willing to admit I love panties. I love my wife in skimpy, silk panties. I love wearing my wife's silk panties. It wasn't always that way. As most normal heterosexual males I was worried that my love of panties and desire to wear panties would be seen by my wife as gay. I never said anything to my wife. As our marriage grew and c...
I awoke the next morning still dressed in Carla's purple panties, stockings and matching bra. The rampant rabbit and the dildo were beside me on the bed. There were traces of the lip-gloss on the duvet and the heady, pungent smell of cum. Carla's panties were stained with the stuff. I figured I had a lot of cleaning and clearing up to do. I felt a sense of...
I awoke slowly, enjoying the warmth and comfort of the bed and thick quilt. My mind was slowly trying to separate half remembered dreams from reality. Pink panties. A lacy bra. Viv's breasts. Excitement. Embarrassment. Suddenly my eyes were open as the catalogue of disjointed dream images slotted into the reality of the previous evening. Even as the memori...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I was supposed to be home alone that day. At least that was the plan. It was the break between college semesters and I was staying near the beach with my uncle and his girlfriend, Pam. The plan had originally been to come down with a pal and spend the week blowing off steam befo...
It wasn't long before the announcement came over the intercom that we would docking soon and would we please vacate our cabins. I will never doubt that was the best channel crossing I ever made and there was still the whole summer to go on the sunny riviera! We made the short train journey to Paris from Dieppe and made our way to the Gare de Lyon ready for...
I no longer find wanking off to porn thrilling. I have discovered women's underwear much more enticing.... Here's how it started: A few years ago I was house sitting for Sue, a friend who was away on holiday. It was a rainy Sunday morning and I was a bit restless, and as house sitters are wont to do, I began perusing her cupboards and drawers. Sue was a sin...
For what seemed to him to be the umpteenth time over the past few days, Rick blushed scarlet and thought he would faint. 'But I'm not wearing panties,' he said, looking anxiously over his shoulder to see if Steve was in earshot. 'Don't worry about him, he's tied up on a call. Look, I know you are, Rick. You were helping the moron from hell over there with...
The first installment telling the tale of a young man's fascination with ladies underwear, his family and his sexual development. As always, I reserve all rights and warn you that it is vaguely incestuous and certainly a bit fetish oriented so if that's not your cup of tea, stop reading. Comments and helpful criticisms are always welcome but the anonymous, i...
My name is Ian and I lived with my twin sister Jenny and our parents in a 3 bedroom house in the western suburbs of Sydney (Australia). Our mum was a primary school teacher and Dad was a labourer at a car plant. I was a pretty average guy. Not tall, not short, not muscley. I didn't get bullied and I had some good friends. I was not super smart but I was not...
Susan models her panties, bras, and shoes for William and Liz. Susan unbuttoned her blouse in the same exact, practiced way as she's done so very many times before and William stared at her as if seeing her cleavage and bra for the first time. Even though he's seen her tits so many times before, with her long line of cleavage and bulbous breasts swelling ou...