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My Mother, Susan

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I remember the day exquisitely well. The days - no the months and years before it - are wrapped in some soft-focus, cotton-candy memory, but that day snaps into sharp focus with a clarity that is the result of moments of great impact long remembered. For all those years, my mother was my Mom. Then one day she became a woman. More importantly, she suddenly became a sexy woman. An extremely desirable woman. I didn't - that day at any rate - suddenly become a profligate. It was to take a certain determinism and some considerable time before I might...

My Nephew’s Naughty Secret

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by Elaine Several years ago, my husband passed away rather unexpectedly leaving me rather quite well off financially, including a very large house in a rural Northern Virginia suburb. And, I might add, childless and quite lonely. I contacted my younger sister, Anita, and suggested that she and her son, Frankie, move in with me. Anita agreed and within three months moved in. Although there was no need for either of us to work, Anita chose to do so, while I worked part time as a consultant for a federal government contractor. For the most part, though I busied myself...

My New Babysitter (part 2)

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The moment I heard sounds downstairs and realized what time it was, I jumped up from my bed, my mind filling with panic. “My parents!” I yelled, “we have to get dressed!” “Don’t worry,” Debby said, taking my arm and pulling me back on the bed, “just relax.” She put an arm around me. “Everything will be fine.” I couldn’t help wondering just why she seemed convinced that everything would be fine. Yet she appeared genuinely unconcerned, completely relaxed and without a worry in the world. I didn’t understand. Here we were, my babysitter and me, the both of us...

My Perverted Aunty

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When I was 13, I moved in with my Aunt. Some of the things that happened when I lived with her were unbelievable. So I'm writing them down now so I can refer to them in the future, masturbating to my memories. My aunt had no shame. And now looking back, I know she was an exhibitionist. She would walk around the house in just her bra and panties. Her panties were always big shiny nylon briefs, which came up over her belly button. And her bras were big utilitarian things, designed to manage her huge breasts. Sometimes she would...

My Problem 1

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by Stockingtops When I was 12 years old, my parents died in an auto accident. The only relative left to care for me was my mother's sister, Aunt Sarah. I had been living with her for several months, when she finally brought my problem to my attention. I had recently begun having wet dreams, but had not learned how to masturbate yet. And when I had wet dreams, I would put my sheets in the wash immediately so that Aunt Sarah wouldn't know what had happened. However, one day I woke up late after having had a wet dream. Aunt...

My First Time

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The first time I saw her I was only fourteen. She was married, twenty-two and had two children. She spent the summers on her husband's boat, which was docked next to my parent's sailboat. I had often watched her at the pool where she would play with her kids in the water and then sun herself on the deck for several hours. She had a great body; large breasts, a tiny waist and long smooth legs that ended in a perfect ass. She always wore the same black two piece suit that showed off her great tan and long wavy...

My Crazy Life

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Hello, my name is Michelle. My life has done a crazy flip in the past few weeks. If I don't write it all down I think I will lose my mind. I feel safe putting it down here because I have changed all the names to protect the (not so) innocent, and no one here would know me anyway. I am 38 years old and in my second marriage. I have kept myself in shape and work out four times a week or more. I brought two kids into this marriage and my husband had two also. My kids are...

My Dear Mom

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Hi Sonia, I just came across your web site a couple of days ago. It's great to know I'm not alone in my fetish and reading the stories on it has inspired me even more in my love of panties. This is a story of my first experiences and the first time my mom caught me with her panties. My love for panties started when I was quite young. Every morning before I went to school was the best part of the day. My mother used to walk around in just her bra and panties. I remember sitting staring at...

My First Handjob by My Aunt

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Hello everybody, the following story happened when I was 14, I am now 29. Let me introduce myself as “Jack” for privacy issues. Since a very early age I’ve been very shy, specially around women. I did not penetrate a girl until I was 18, even though I don’t consider myself to be bad looking. Sometimes girls would hit on me when I was in high school but to be honest I was too shy to make any moves on them. I have been playing soccer since I was 8, I love the sport ant that helps me keep in...

My Big Breasted Cuban Babysitter

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I have a story to tell that involves many years of living next door to one of the hottest and most loving women I have ever had the chance to know. It all started when I was about 11 years old. We lived next door to an older Cuban woman who at the time was in her mid to late fifties who fascinated me with her very large and attractive porcelain colored breasts. When I was about ten I began to get very aroused every time Grace, not her real name, would come over to our house to...

My Brother Joey and I

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This is a true story about my brother and I. Joey was 15 and I was 16 when I caught him in my bedroom that first time. I got home early that day not knowing that he had taken an afternoon off from school. I walked into my bedroom and saw Joey standing in front of my mirror looking at himself. His back was to me and he didn't see me. I could see in the mirror that he was rubbing his crotch. But the shocking thing was that he had a pair of my panties on. He...

My Aunt’s Huge Tits

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It was my first summer back from my freshman year of college; a year that didn't quite reach my expectations of college life. I had tried over and over, and subsequently failed over and over, at courting a girl as a freshman. This meant I went home for the Summer as yet again a virgin, now 19 years old and as frustrated as I could be. My plan for the Summer was to try to reconnect with some old flames from high school when I got back, and make any other feeble attempts I could to lose my V-card, before...

My Aunt’s Panties

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How I got started to love nylon panties. I went to school which was several blocks away from home. I would pass by my aunt's house on the way to school. one day i had to use the bathroom and didn't think I could make it home in time, so i stopped by my aunt's house. She lived alone and never married, because she said she never met the right man. I went into her bathroom and while in there, I noticed two pairs of panties hanging on the shower rod. I was sitting on the toilet and reached up...

My Aunt Violet

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This is a true story of my youth. It’s amazing how life takes its shape. I had the good luck to be able to live out my fantasy with a wonderful lady. My aunt Violet. My aunt Violet was the first real love of my life. I was 18 and reveling in the excitement that older ladies were now causing me. A little while earlier, I had been seduced by my teacher, a Nun. But that’s another story. Violet was a young boy’s dream. Long shoulder-length raven black hair, ruby red lips, a voluptuous, well-rounded figure and a way...

My Best Friend’s Mother

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CHAPTER ONE I couldn't wait for the weekend to get here. My best friend had invited me to go along on a camping trip with his family. It would be Steve and I together with his parents. Steve's mother's name was Pam. She had light brown hair, a slender, athletic body and a very pretty face. She was a nice lady and easy to get along with. I was looking forward to the camping trip and being close to her because I'd always been secretly attracted to her. In my opinion she was the perfect women figure. It was...

My Auntie, Claire

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It is difficult for me to say, with any degree of certainty or accuracy, exactly when I might have first begun to consciously perceive that my Auntie Claire was anything more than just the generic entity I had always known as my Mother's sister. Certainly, my earliest perceptions and recollections of her were distinctly platonic and familial. We were never especially close, she and my Uncle Charles lived several hundred miles away and, in my formative years, our families visited only once or twice a year. In my youth, I knew her essentially as a very amiable and personable woman...

Mum’s Panties

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The first time I found a pair of my panties in my son's dirty laundry I thought nothing of it. Later when I thought about it I assumed Graham most likely found my panties mixed up with his clean laundry and was either too embarrassed to give them back to me, or more likely, too lazy. However, the next time it happened I was stripping the sheets off his bed and there they were. A pair of my satin panties mixed in with his sheets. I pick up my panties and felt the crinkliness and took a whiff. I have...

My Aunt & Her Bedroom

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Growing up in the Midwest, I always loved visits with my Aunt Bonnie. She was so different from my step-mother and my father. So open, so loving, even to a nephew who wasn't related to her by blood. She also lived on the west side of town, so I got to see things and places with her that I didn't see as a north sider. Things that may have reminded me of my first five years, living on the west side. More than anything else, Bonnie was beautiful. As a boy, I really didn't notice that as much as how...

My Aunt and Me

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This first happened when I was fifteen. It was the middle of the summer and I was asked to sleep over at my cousin's house to hang out and what not. I used to sleep over there all the time. Though recently I had started to notice my aunt looking at me differently. I didn't care, she was attractive and I didn't think anything of it. As an aside, I had just started masturbating the summer before, so I was of course, addicted. The way their house was set up allowed someone to get to the bathroom with out waking...

My Aunt Fatima and Me

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I had started masturbating at an early age of 14. Mostly I used to imagine and fantasize about newly married couples whom I knew from my known circles and relatives. As I grew older then it was at times some teachers in my school. Somehow I always fantasized about older than me women and never my age or young females and probably this had been the reason for my obsession for older women. When I was 18, I happened to visit my uncle/aunt in a nearby town and had to live there for 2-3 days to complete some work which...