This is my first post here and maybe one of many.
I have so many stories about my adventures thru life that I’d love to write about.
My stories are all true, actually did happen and are slightly embellished to make them more colorful for publication as the events are shorter in actual time as it took to write, edit, re-edit until I’m personally happy with the final cut.
So due to the pandemic, the heat outside and finally having the time and inspiration from this subs authors, I take digital quill to my trembling hand…( actually, I’m a two finger typer lol )
I hope y’all enjoy.
And here is my first story and I hope I’m doing it right.
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**Why I love Vanity Fair Panties**
VF panties are one of my favorites styles ……( y’all should know I have a severe panty fetish )
I have two pair that belonged to a titty bar dancer in NYC where I was having a beer for lunch.
She was a beautiful black girl. so beautiful in fact my eyes were glued to her as she performed.
The stage was so full of dollar bills I thought to myself she might need a leaf blower to collect them all.
After her set, she stuffed them all into a large purse and scooted off the stage.
She walked around the bar thanking everyone and when she got to me, I told her about needing a leaf blower…..she cracked up at that.
I was sitting near the door to the bar so I could keep an eye out for meter maids.
She saw my truck parked outside the bar and asked loudly does it belong to any one in here?( the bar was packed with tradesmen )
(I’m a union electrician btw)
I raised my hand and said…”Me me me” lol
“OMG that’s yours?” I said yah why?
She had an electrical issue at her house and could I look at the problem?…well duh….lol
I had to get back to my job so i said I’ll meet up with her later and gave her my phone number.
So we made a time and I met her outside of the bar later in the afternoon.
I almost didn’t recognize her as she was dressed in normal street clothes.
I tooted my horn and she hopped into my van.
The ride to her home in Brooklyn was so much fun. Not only was she gorgeous, she was funny, witty and a brilliant conversationalist.
So off we we went to fix the problem…
She had several outlets not working in her kitchen.
I asked where her circuit breakers were, and she said the basement.
So off we were, me with trusty flashlight in hand.
I turned on a light and lo and behold paradise appeared before mine eyes.
She had tons of panties hanging on a line.
After the initial speechlessness,
I told her they were sexy……( like the proverbial hanging gardens of Babylon) ( so many…all types and colors)
I spotted a pair that sent me to heaven.
I jokingly told her I’d love to steal them.
She laughed and giggled….
I fixed her issue……packed up my stuff and got ready to leave…
She wanted to pay me and asked how much?
I declined her offer. I told her just give me a smile and a wave next time I see her at the bar….
That’s when she told me she’s a working girl…..an escort actually when she’s not dancing at the bar.
OMG!
I asked which union and she said Local 69! We both laughed at that.
“I can pay you another way”
I almost had a HFC in my jeans wondering how and whatway that might be, but declined that form of payment also.
I explained I was loyally married.( and an asshole…rotf ) She gave me a pouting look that would make a puppy sigh.
Then she asked if I wanted the panties I liked so much….
KACHING!
Done deal……
She told me I was sweet for being loyal to my wife and gave them to me.
They were so soft and tiny and were heavily perfumed with fabric softener…..sigh
My hands actually trembled when I held them.
I gave them a one second sniff when i thought she wasn’t looking, but of course, she was .
All of a sudden,she giggled and called me a panty sniffer-panty sniffer-panty sniffer…nyah nyah nyah (lol)
“You like that huh?……”
I was all red faced and embarrassed but was getting a nice, noticeable bulge in my jeans and replied with a resounding……..YES!
She glanced at my ever hardenng bulging jeans and said “I can tell.”
“I know how I can pay you and still be loyal”
She hiked up her miniskirt….showed me her panties, another Vanity Fair, but briefs…..big and comfy to her…..and blue….(She gave them to me too and still have them ! )
She pulled them off, bunched them up and held them up to my nose…
” Go ahead…..please sniff them for me….”
I took a deep sniff, like I was starving for air type sniff. There was a faint hint of perfume and a scent that cannot be adequately described as there are no words that do it justice.
As she did this, I was throbbing…….
She grabbed my bulge, gave me a few squeezes and I came in my jeans……1-2-3………just like that…lol
She told me no guy ever did that for her and so Goddamn fast!
( she was genuinely impressed and turned on )( so was I obviously )
My knees were so weak after that and had to sit down for a minute.
She gave me a ciggy and we shared it, passing it back and forth ( Oh God..I loved that too )
We just sat a talked for a short while as my mind raced with every possible scenario of I would do together with her, but alas.
I wanted to tell her I love it when a girl excites me so much that I can cum so fast and love it when I cum in my jeans like she made me do too, but that’s another story lol
After I left her house and got into my van, I sat there for a while feeling and playing with the wet spot in my jeans.
She told me just before I was leaving if I ever changed my mind about ‘getting paid” to call her…..
I never did…like I said…I’m an asshole…but a loyal one…lol
I finally drove off into the sunset and went home.
I dreamt about this for years and years…..I never saw her again as work took me to different areas of the city.
I wish to this very day that I got HER phone number, but being an asshole, I didn’t.
In a way, I’m sorta glad and sad at the same time…who knows what would have been If I had met her again and finally received that payment.( insert a million sighs here )
This was a once in a lifetime event that constantly floods my mind with delicious memories, especially when I dig her panties out of my treasure box.
The aforementioned panties and are over 35 now years old now as well as this memory……
Let’s just say I’ve “paid” my self several hundred times with those delectable, delightful, and most delicious panties….lol
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/i038rf/a_panty_fetish_story_mftrue