This story is my second
one. The first, I posted on Glamorvision but I think your site is better
suited. Thanks for the forum and the opportunity to talk about this
fetish. I didn't think there was so much mutual interest and experience
out there. Funny how we think we are alone in our life experiences. I
dictated this story on my mini recorder as I drove across the Mojave
desert on my way back from a business trip. I had been thinking about
sending it since I first accessed your site, pondering if it would be
all right to expose myself, but after further review when I got home I
thought I would like to share it. I dictated this story on impulse in
order for it to be real, without embellishment, so it may be kind of
raw, but it's true.
This is a story that is long forgotten, seldom remembered and has
influenced my sexuality for ever. My experience with Maria started this
fetish and the memory of the experience helped me to continue in my
sexual forming years, but I could not imagine another experience
occurring to reinforce that ecstasy with Maria and her slips and
panties. Oh sure, I continued this search for pleasure with discovery in
dresser drawers and hampers when I would go to other people's homes,
but never did I dream there would be another woman actually dressed in
them for my pleasure. The second experience started my quest for more
like it for the rest of my life.This story had began when I was younger, and Maria had moved away, so my experience with her was limited and sorely missed. It began when I was visiting my sister and my aunt by marriage, arrived for a visit with her husband, unexpectedly. Since my sister lived in a remote area everyone had to spend the night and the sleeping accommodations were limited. After a day of visiting and playing cards I decided to go to bed. The arrangement was that I, auntie Sarah and uncle Tom would share the extra bed. (A double bed at that.) Sarah had been the object of my attention most of the day, she was wearing a thin summer dress that revealed her full slip, bra, and panties. If I watched closely, I could get a glimpse of her slip when she crossed her legs, her panty line when she walked and her breasts encased in her bra when she bent over.. She noticed my attention and would occasionally smile gently when she would catch me staring, one time winking when she crossed her legs revealing her panties during the action. I wondered how I was going to react when we were in bed together, dismissing any fantasy because I presumed that Tom would be in the middle between us.
Anyway, I went to bed and waited in anxious anticipation that I might get a glimpse of her when she removed her dress and fully expected my sister to loan her a nightgown. But maybe, just maybe she would undress if she thought I was asleep. I had adjusted the dresser and the attached mirror so if I turned my back to the door I could get a pretty good view of the room (if only they left the light on when they came in for bed).
Well, about midnight I could hear them coming into the bedroom. They closed the door, did not turn off the light and were feeling romantic, kissing etc. Sarah was laughing and Tom told her to be quiet so she did not wake me up. I had a perfect view in the mirror and held very still. Tom was unbuttoning her dress pulling it off her shoulders, to expose the top of her slip as she kissed him and I could see her hand touching the front of his pants. Tom continued to pull her dress down, dropping it to the floor, grasped her slip straps pulling it down over her breasts. I almost came right then and there! He reached behind and unsnapped her bra, pulling it down to expose those magnificent breast and then returned the slip straps to her shoulders. He lifted the slip to expose her panties, yellow ones and satin too, as she undid his belt and pants, dropping them to the floor. His cock was rigid, pushing out against his underpants and she pulled them out past his pole and dropped them down as well. I had never seen another cock (other then Billy’s when we were kids). It was huge and as they moved together I could see it touching against her panties and the slip dropped over him shrouding the connection.
They disengaged and moved over to the bed. Sarah reached over and shook me to see if I was asleep. (like I was going to move?) Satisfied that I WAS asleep, she lay down, removed her panties, placing them between us, about face high and Tom mounted her. I could hear her gasp as he entered thrusting upward, shaking the bed. As they continued, I thought I would move and see if it interrupted them (thinking if I could disturb them he would get off and go to sleep, so I could turn over and touch or see her in her slip!) My movement did not deter them, in fact I turned over and they still they kept up the action. As I turned, I came face to face with her panties and very carefully reached for them, caught them, and quickly moved them into the inside of my underpants. In total ecstasy, I looked up and Sarah was watching me, looking right into my eyes, smiling as Tom thrust into her bouncing her breasts with each upward stroke. He didn't even notice me, engrossed in the moment. He was reaching climax, I could feel the tingling as I tried to rub the panties against me, without too much motion.
His nostrils flared and I could tell he was injecting his cum into Sarah as she pushed down against him, her legs high in the air, her slip bunched up around her hips, caught between them as he fell down against her. He got up, I could see his glistening deflating cock pull out of her and dangle between his legs. He put on his underpants and left the room to go to the bathroom. Sarah was reaching under the cover for her panties, which I quickly removed from my underpants and slid just inside the covers. She found them and stood up wiping the cum as it flowed from between her legs. I could see it soaking into them glistening in the light. She then put them on, I could see the wet parts sticking to her skin, transparent from the wetness. She lay back down on her side away from me as I turned away (not wanting Tom to catch me in a watching position) and waited for Tom to return. He did and was snoring within 5 minutes.
I waited a long time (seemed like an hour but was probably only 2 minutes) before I turned toward her, my cock hard, anticipating the opportunity to touch her slip with my bare skin. I had to move back, almost falling out of bed, so I didn't touch her too hard, so she would notice. I planned to just graze the slip, to remember the feeling the next day, and masturbate with the fantasy. As I cautiously approached her I tested the waters, just barely touching, then closer to see if there was a reaction, none, closer, now pushing the slip into her. I could actually feel the wetness of the cum on her panties soaking a wet spot right where my cock was, there between her buns. No reaction, I began to stroke against her, now there was some reaction!!! What was I going to do, I had been discovered!! I held very still, not even breathing. To my surprise and astonishment she was moving up and down, slowly stroking me with her sip and panty covered ass, right there between her buns, encapsulating my rigid cock in satin fabric and I stroked in unison with her, my cock swelling with each movement.
She stopped moving and puled away, the slip coming back attached to my cock!!! What now, I thought, Did I go too far? I felt her hand reach back pulling the slip free and up, moving her hand to my cock, grasping it and pulling it down. In one movement, I don't know how, she guided me inside the leg band of her panties right into her pussy. It was hot and wet and she slid back and forth with the tip barely inside her, the head entering, enveloped by her lips, then out, then in just inside, using it to rub on her clitoris (I remembered my experience with Maria and knew what she was doing and what I must not do (cum) but keep it hard. She put it inside once more and I could feel her contractions pulsing against my cock, squeezing and releasing, for a long time. She reached down and pulled me out, a gush of liquid following, soaking her panties as the leg band pulled them over her pussy. She then guided me back between her buns into to silky softness of the wet satin and moved up and down gently while pushing back against me. I gushed and ejaculation deep inside the fabric feeling the creamy liquid lubricate my path. When I finished, she reached back, wiping me off with her slip. I tucked my cock back into my underpants and turned over in bliss and restless sleep.
The next morning, I woke and Tom was gone and Sarah was just getting up. I could see the results of the cum soaking on her slip, now matted and sticking to her. She reached back pulling the slip loose, and as she stood there she took off her panties, as I watched in amazement, held them out to me and offered them to me as a present to keep. At breakfast and for the remaining time nothing was said about the night before. Tom was not aware of the activity after he went to sleep and Sarah would look at me with that knowing smile; knowing that I was wearing those panties, ( I just knew that she knew).
I didn't get another chance to be with her but ironically, after I got married, my wife and I would go to their house to play cards and visit. We would exchange glances (Sarah and I) with telepathic contact of knowing each other, never touching or mentioning the episode, even when we were alone.
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