I have a pantie fetish, it began when I was ten years old watching the girls in my school play netball in their knickers. At my school in north London the girls had their PE knickers which they were supposed to wear over the top of their own panties. If any girl had forgotten to bring to school their big PE knickers they were made to play their chosen sport in their own panties which were very often lacy or see through in he front, along with the classic camel toe affect showing the c**t lips as well. A tiny pleated skirt was supposed to hide the girls modesty, but playing netball or rounders as they ran, the skirts would blow up & flash the panties beneath along with a peep at some pubic hair through the lacy front. Oh such joy for a young inquisitive & very horny young man. By the time I was thirteen Puberty was in full swing & I needed to masturbate several times a day. Now in Senior school the sporting girls were from eleven years old to eighteen in the sixth form, so lots of fully developed & curvy young women to watch, wobbling & bouncing around on Netball Courts & Rounders fields sometimes in their own panties with hairy triangles & lovely camel toes to lust after. They must have known what they were doing to us boys, maybe they did & enjoyed it? I never found out.
I found a dirty pair of bright red knickers under a chair in the large hall one day as I was getting changed for football practice. The gusset was well stained, wet, & most fragrant. The combination of pubescent c**t juice, piss, sweat,& shit stains really did make a huge impression on me & my young cock. I became erect immediately, was shaking with excitement as I held the wet crutch to my nose & inhaled deeply. I managed to squeeze my cock & ejaculated all over my football shirt! As luck would have it, the shirt was white, so with a few hasty wipes from a tissue my semen spray all but disappeared. I quickly put the knickers in my sports bag, & zipped it shut. The friction burns on my cock made it very tender that weekend, as I sniffed & chewed the filthy red gusset almost clean again in my bedroom.
I got to thinking that in all my excitement I never even knew who the owner of the red knickers was. For my next sniffing sex session I had to know the girl whose stains I hoped to enjoy.
Sue was a size fourteen beauty, two years older than me & the older sister of a friend in my class who I used to help with his homework. One afternoon I discovered her dirty knickers in the laundry hamper up in the family bathroom & started to shake with lust & excitement of my treasure, as I examined the white pantie gusset & held the wetness under my nose. The scent was incredible, my penis was rock hard in an instant as I freed it to masturbate. I was still shaking as my semen sprayed across the bathroom mirror. Next time I decided to use a tissue & save time cleaning up again.
My need to taste & smell Sue's most intimate stains as I wanked off was becoming a habit, a too obvious habit as it happened. I had taken to sniffing & chewing the wet panties until just before ejaculating, then wrapping them over my knob, to catch my spunk & not make a mess. My mess, was now in the knickers. Sue did her own washing on Saturday afternoons & had watched me go up to use the bathroom during the week very often. but on Saturdays, when her brother & I played football & I was there, I never went for a wee. Because I knew she had just washed all the panties I'd spunked off in all the previous week. I thought I was being so clever hiding my perverted secret. I was wrong. My football pal had gone off to get a new tyre for his bicycle that we had been fixing up in the garage, I needed my pantie fix, so went up to the bathroom, as Sue asked where I was going, so I told her just for a wee. A lacey blue pair gusset up, were on top of the hamper. I grabbed them & reached to lock the bathroom door, the lock was broken, the bar to push across & actually lock the door had snapped off. I was already hard & inhaling deeply through the wet stains in the blue crutch. Just a quick one I told myself, I'll be fine, cock out, fucking my fist, as the door was pushed open by Sue, She shut it behind her. Stood there with folded arms, but no real anger in her big brown eyes.
My shaking hands dropped instantly to hide my stiff cock as I dropped the panties to the floor.
"You were sniffing my knickers." Her voice showed surprise not anger. "You were wanking as you sniffed them. It must be the smell you like. Well, is it?" I just nodded, as she reached out to feel my cock. "So why don't you have a sniff of me?" She asked, as her hands went up under each side of the summer dress she wore & slid her knickers down to her knees. My cock was happy again as I stared at the soaking white knicker crutch between her knees. She then gripped the hem of her dress each side & slowly lifted it up to waist height to give me my first real look at her fifteen year old brown hairy c**t. It was beautiful. I fell to my knees & pushed my nose against her hairy wet lips to sniff my first woman. She dropped the knickers opened up her legs, pulled her lips apart to show me where to lick her properly. I did she whispered that we didn't have long so hurry up. I licked her stickiness as I pulled meself off again. she moaned out loud as my cock sprayed her shoes & socks. She put the knickers back on, told me I was a dirty boy & this never happened, & she was gone. I still worship young c**t but try not to be so messy these days.