Fetish Starts
I'm finally getting to write about some of the things and reasons of my interests in life. Took a lot of soul searching and some very fond memories to get to this point, this is just one but it is and was a big part. More will be coming soon about other experiences explaining why I have such varied favorite topics in my profile.
The beginning of my love of panties started when I was nine and at a birthday party for an aunt, she was turning thirty and I was dragged along by my parents. Being mostly adults there and only 4 others my age, two girls and two boys, it got boring pretty quick and the five of us started getting antsy. Actually enough that my birthday aunt took us to a park about a block away to burn off our energy. Aunt Peggy was single and as I had overheard from my mother and a few other aunt's conversations that Peggy was different. I never did know why, once they saw me they changed the subject. I thought she was pretty cool and looked sexy, that day even more so, white shirt tied up showing a lot of slender midriff skin between it and the tight waisted, hip riding baggy legged shorts that showed a lot of long shapely leg. She looked hot to a nephew's inquisitive eyes, specially when bending over or riding the see-saw and the swing set. The best view up the shorts was when she climbed up the jungle gym and I was right below her. I could see just the edges of pink panties that sure didn't look like anything my mother wore, not loose but tight and more like a bikini bottom pinching the tops of her thighs. I was feasting on the sight when I heard 'Now Jimmy, you shouldn't be staring like that."
I thought I was in deep trouble, when I looked up she was smiling, not seeming mad at all. She was looking at me as she swung her legs over a bar and climbed down lower towards me seemingly offering me an even more open view up her legs. As she bent over the last bar before hitting the ground she reached out, putting her hand behind my head and pulled me closer to kiss the top of it. I was then staring straight into her cleavage. If I knew how to ejaculate at that age I am sure I would have right then. She broke the spell saying "We better catch up to the others."
They were all heading up the grassy hillside playing tag. We followed along quickly and joined in. It devolved into rapidly into more of wrestling match between me and Eddy, he was a year older but we were the same size. Rolling down the hill as we fought it was my bad luck to hit a few piles of relatively fresh dog shit. What a mess I was, it was every where and everyone was laughing at me. Aunt Peggy made them be quiet but on the way back to the house I could hear snicker. How Eddy missed any of it still boggles my mind.
Back at the house my aunt explained what had happened and told my mother not to worry, she would wash every thing and run me a shower. She got me a towel to wrap in after I stripped off in the garage and into the house we went, straight to the bathroom, I guess I smelled pretty bad. After setting up the shower she asked for the towel, I was more embarrassed by my dick swelling than by the smell as she held out her hand for it. I held it up between us till I could turn my back to her to climb in. She started chuckling and told me "Don't be so shy, I changed your diapers many times when you were a baby. Now get cleaned up while I wash everything, I'll be back in a bit with some things for you to wear till everything is dry."
It was good to get the stink off me. She was back in about 10 minutes just as I was turning off the water and handed a towel in to me as she slid the curtain aside. That didn't do much to help with the swelling but I didn't seem to have much control over that. "Dry off, then come down the hall, I got some things for you to put on. Hurry up." I did as I was told.
In her room she had stuff laid out on the bed, white button down shirt, black shorts similar to her white ones and two pairs of panties, one pink and one yellow. I just stared at them, then her, then back to them. My head was in a fog, I can't wear those. "Sorry Jimmy, I don't have much for you to wear here, this will have to do for a while. I think the pink ones will fit better, they're a size smaller than the yellow ones. Give me the towel and try them on. Everyone is waiting to eat and the burgers are ready." I sure wasn't thinking about food at that moment. She grabbed the pink ones and handed them to me. I just stood there holding them. "Come on Jimmy, hurry up, it's dinner time." I didn't make a move till she yanked the towel off me, then it was all I could do to quickly put them on to cover my erection. That didn't work out well though, they were tight enough it was almost like they weren't there other than it felt good holding me cock up against my stomach. The bulge was more than visible even for being so small back then. But damn, something clicked in my brain and I realized they felt good, very good.
She sat on the bed in front of me looking at how they fit "Here, let me adjust things a bit." and started tugging them higher in the front and lower in the back. The whole time running a few fingers under the edges of the waist and leg openings. The fog got worse but the feelings in my crotch were going crazy, my cock noticeably twitching and moving as her nails lightly sc****d it and my balls.
The whole time she was telling me how well they fit and how good they looked on me, so much better than the yellow would have looked, pink is a good color for you and on and on. I was totally embarrassed yet totally excited. Not only by her hands or her comments but by the feel of them on me. It was overwhelming.
I would have stood there in front of her forever letting touch like that but she came to her senses. "Enough of that for now, put the rest on and meet me in the kitchen." as she hurried off. I stayed there just feeling how they felt, liking how they seemed to hug everything together. Till I heard my mother talking to my aunt. I joined them as I was doing the last button, thankful the shirt was long enough to cover my bulge.
I bulged all during dinner and the ride home, the clothes weren't dry when my mother wanted to leave so we'd have to return my aunt's things another day. My parents were oddly miffed over the panties and thought it was wrong for Peggy to do that. I was mad because my mother washed everything and packed it away till it could be returned. That day came and went and I wasn't allowed to go. I didn't see my aunt till several months later when she invited people to her house for Thanksgiving.
While everyone was cleaning up or watching football Peggy and I took a walk to the park. She surprised me by asking if I had enjoyed wearing her things. It took a few moments for me to finally answer yes. She told me she was pretty sure I had liked it and asked if I wanted to do it again some time. I quickly answered yes to that and she smiled as she handed me a small bag. Inside were the panties I had worn "This is our little secret, keep them hidden, your parents might not like it." I so wanted to put them on right then and there. She knew it too, "Remember, it's our secret. Don't get caught."
I didn't get caught till my wife found them but that is a whole other story. Suffice it to say they were well worn by then but are still in a drawer here with others I have collected over the years.
The beginning of my love of panties started when I was nine and at a birthday party for an aunt, she was turning thirty and I was dragged along by my parents. Being mostly adults there and only 4 others my age, two girls and two boys, it got boring pretty quick and the five of us started getting antsy. Actually enough that my birthday aunt took us to a park about a block away to burn off our energy. Aunt Peggy was single and as I had overheard from my mother and a few other aunt's conversations that Peggy was different. I never did know why, once they saw me they changed the subject. I thought she was pretty cool and looked sexy, that day even more so, white shirt tied up showing a lot of slender midriff skin between it and the tight waisted, hip riding baggy legged shorts that showed a lot of long shapely leg. She looked hot to a nephew's inquisitive eyes, specially when bending over or riding the see-saw and the swing set. The best view up the shorts was when she climbed up the jungle gym and I was right below her. I could see just the edges of pink panties that sure didn't look like anything my mother wore, not loose but tight and more like a bikini bottom pinching the tops of her thighs. I was feasting on the sight when I heard 'Now Jimmy, you shouldn't be staring like that."
I thought I was in deep trouble, when I looked up she was smiling, not seeming mad at all. She was looking at me as she swung her legs over a bar and climbed down lower towards me seemingly offering me an even more open view up her legs. As she bent over the last bar before hitting the ground she reached out, putting her hand behind my head and pulled me closer to kiss the top of it. I was then staring straight into her cleavage. If I knew how to ejaculate at that age I am sure I would have right then. She broke the spell saying "We better catch up to the others."
They were all heading up the grassy hillside playing tag. We followed along quickly and joined in. It devolved into rapidly into more of wrestling match between me and Eddy, he was a year older but we were the same size. Rolling down the hill as we fought it was my bad luck to hit a few piles of relatively fresh dog shit. What a mess I was, it was every where and everyone was laughing at me. Aunt Peggy made them be quiet but on the way back to the house I could hear snicker. How Eddy missed any of it still boggles my mind.
Back at the house my aunt explained what had happened and told my mother not to worry, she would wash every thing and run me a shower. She got me a towel to wrap in after I stripped off in the garage and into the house we went, straight to the bathroom, I guess I smelled pretty bad. After setting up the shower she asked for the towel, I was more embarrassed by my dick swelling than by the smell as she held out her hand for it. I held it up between us till I could turn my back to her to climb in. She started chuckling and told me "Don't be so shy, I changed your diapers many times when you were a baby. Now get cleaned up while I wash everything, I'll be back in a bit with some things for you to wear till everything is dry."
It was good to get the stink off me. She was back in about 10 minutes just as I was turning off the water and handed a towel in to me as she slid the curtain aside. That didn't do much to help with the swelling but I didn't seem to have much control over that. "Dry off, then come down the hall, I got some things for you to put on. Hurry up." I did as I was told.
In her room she had stuff laid out on the bed, white button down shirt, black shorts similar to her white ones and two pairs of panties, one pink and one yellow. I just stared at them, then her, then back to them. My head was in a fog, I can't wear those. "Sorry Jimmy, I don't have much for you to wear here, this will have to do for a while. I think the pink ones will fit better, they're a size smaller than the yellow ones. Give me the towel and try them on. Everyone is waiting to eat and the burgers are ready." I sure wasn't thinking about food at that moment. She grabbed the pink ones and handed them to me. I just stood there holding them. "Come on Jimmy, hurry up, it's dinner time." I didn't make a move till she yanked the towel off me, then it was all I could do to quickly put them on to cover my erection. That didn't work out well though, they were tight enough it was almost like they weren't there other than it felt good holding me cock up against my stomach. The bulge was more than visible even for being so small back then. But damn, something clicked in my brain and I realized they felt good, very good.
She sat on the bed in front of me looking at how they fit "Here, let me adjust things a bit." and started tugging them higher in the front and lower in the back. The whole time running a few fingers under the edges of the waist and leg openings. The fog got worse but the feelings in my crotch were going crazy, my cock noticeably twitching and moving as her nails lightly sc****d it and my balls.
The whole time she was telling me how well they fit and how good they looked on me, so much better than the yellow would have looked, pink is a good color for you and on and on. I was totally embarrassed yet totally excited. Not only by her hands or her comments but by the feel of them on me. It was overwhelming.
I would have stood there in front of her forever letting touch like that but she came to her senses. "Enough of that for now, put the rest on and meet me in the kitchen." as she hurried off. I stayed there just feeling how they felt, liking how they seemed to hug everything together. Till I heard my mother talking to my aunt. I joined them as I was doing the last button, thankful the shirt was long enough to cover my bulge.
I bulged all during dinner and the ride home, the clothes weren't dry when my mother wanted to leave so we'd have to return my aunt's things another day. My parents were oddly miffed over the panties and thought it was wrong for Peggy to do that. I was mad because my mother washed everything and packed it away till it could be returned. That day came and went and I wasn't allowed to go. I didn't see my aunt till several months later when she invited people to her house for Thanksgiving.
While everyone was cleaning up or watching football Peggy and I took a walk to the park. She surprised me by asking if I had enjoyed wearing her things. It took a few moments for me to finally answer yes. She told me she was pretty sure I had liked it and asked if I wanted to do it again some time. I quickly answered yes to that and she smiled as she handed me a small bag. Inside were the panties I had worn "This is our little secret, keep them hidden, your parents might not like it." I so wanted to put them on right then and there. She knew it too, "Remember, it's our secret. Don't get caught."
I didn't get caught till my wife found them but that is a whole other story. Suffice it to say they were well worn by then but are still in a drawer here with others I have collected over the years.
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