Panty fetish part 1 (Tiffany)

This is going to be a series of panty fetish related stories. They are going to short and sweet and based on your suggestions and loosely on some of my memories

I’m a forty year old perv. Well not really. I just like to collect the panties of the women that had sex with me. I have each in sandwich bags in my dresser. Each one a souvenir of great days that have gone by. Would you like me to tell you about a few? Ok.

My first real fuck was a girl named Tiffany. My classmates used to call her, the BLT which stood for big lip Tiffany. She was magnificent. A top heavy bi-racial girl. Latin and black. She had everything, dangerous curves, big lips, a mocha color to her skin and hair with light curls cut short. She was my first French kiss, my first blowjob and my first fuck. I had a special place for her panties. Tucked all the way back of the drawer. I take them out and examine them. White panties with red lace borders and, yellow and brown stains on the crotch. The piece de resistance was the illustration of two little cherries on the front. I sniff the crotch and it smells like a warm spring day; like sweat, cheap perfume, and a hint of piss and shit.

She was hanging out in my room and she said show me yours and I’ll show you mine. Later on, I found out that a few guys had touched her sexually and a couple of high school guys had awaken her sexual needs. I pulled down my pants and she immediately grabbed my dick. I shuddered no one other than me had ever touched my dick in a sexual way. I never pulled my pants up instead I told her to show me hers. She did. She pulled down her pants and showed me her two cherries. She pulled down her panties and there was a very light gathering of short brown hairs. Go ahead and touch it she said. So I touched her hairs. Oh my God she cried out - you’ve never touched a pussy! Oh baby she said and pulled me in for a French kiss, which she also taught me to do. 😉

She grabbed my hand and placed it below her pubic hairline and I felt ripples of skin and hot moisture. She took my middle finger and stuffed it into her pussy. She used my hand like a sex toy- in and out, repeat, repeat, repeat…
I asked her to blow me and she said no as she laid down on my bed. She said, I’m going to show you something very fun. She spread her legs and put her vulva in plain view. She told me to take off my clothes and jump on top of her. I did and tried to kiss her but she pushed me away and told me to put it in her. My dumb ass kept trying high near her clit. She reached down and stuffed herself with my dick.

Oh how soft, how warm, how unusual! I literally docked inside of her and she had to pump at my dick a couple of times until my ignorant ass caught on and started to pump. I was all sweat and gusto. I pump for about 15 pumps and came inside of her. She laughed at me and said while we fucked that I looked like I had a question or like I was trying to solve a hard math equation.

I pulled out and lay next to her. She touched the tip of my dick and scooped liquid into her mouth. I asked her, how does it taste? She swooped some more and told me to open my mouth. I shook my head no and she said, it’s not gay if it’s your own semen. I opened my mouth and she placed the irony liquid on my tongue. I told her that I wanted to fuck her again. She said no, I have to go home. I offered to walk her home and she refused.

We couldn’t find her panties and the minutes betrayed her. She got so anxious to go home that she just put her pants on and left. Later that night I found her panties between the mattress and the headboard. I smelled them and I instantly got hard. I don’t know why but I went to the kitchen and stuffed them into a ziplock plastic bag. With my dick hard I went back to my room and jacked off a few times. The next day I sniffed the panties for breakfast and it became a daily habit.

One day she asked if I had found her panties and I said no. We lasted as long as a typical jr high relationship does, a couple of weeks. We fucked a couple more times but she never left me any other panties. In fact she was militant to take them off, track them, and put them on after every session. To this day, I beat myself up thinking about my wasted opportunities by never getting a blowjob from BLT. I was young and dumb and full of cum but my sexual knowledge was not a strong suit.

I sniff her panties and then fold them and place them back in their bag. Tiffany.

Comments and suggestions always welcome.