A Panty Fetish Story [MF][TRUE]

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.

Morning Blowjob in a Public Parking Deck [FM]

This is the next chapter in what I hope promises to be an interesting and progressively more exciting adventure with “D” the CEO from the [butt plug Zoom](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fznllj/zoom_orgasmf_for_a_ceom_while_wearing_a_butt_plug/) a few months ago.

After the fun D and I had on that call, we decided to try to meet up for coffee and something more. He and I live almost 2 hours apart so it’s not easy. We had it all arranged then our schedules got messed up and we didn’t meet. But we kept messaging.

A few weeks ago he DM’d me around 9:30am on a Wednesday asking if I could step away for coffee. I thought it was a joke, but nope, he was in my area for a last minute meeting and had 20 minutes before he had to leave.

I rescheduled my meetings for the next hour and met him outside the local coffee shop. It was too difficult to get coffee (#fuckingcovid) so we sat outside and chatted. Rather he was highly amused at my inability to chat. I guess I was in shock. I hadn’t seen him in person for months. Had never actually touched him. Yet we’d had Reddit sex (is that a thing?). I wanted to fuck him for real and I was distracted. Anyway we spent (wasted) 10 minutes talking before I asked him to walk me to my car in the parking deck.

His Mistress Part 1

Hey guy I’m not really a writer but I just wanted to try my hand at this since I was feeling inspired. Anyway sorry for the grammatical errors in advance.

You never thought you’d be in this situation. Cock-hungry and attention deprived by the guy with the dad bod who approached you at the bar 3 months ago.

He was definitely not your type but you appreciated his confidence for even approaching you. You were ready to dismiss him but before you had the chance he disarmed you with his smile and the corniest joke that for some reason only he could’ve pulled off. You size him up, look at his hands, and noticed a mark around his ring finger. He’s married but he’s trying to hide it you think to your self, what a scumbag. But for some reason, you can’t bring yourself to end the conversation. He’s funny, attentive and isn’t looking at your breast every three seconds. It was a nice change of pace from the regular jerkwads that approach you.

Coming back home

Standing on his feet all day and dealing with miserable people who constantly question his judgment. He puts a smile on his face, every time someone’s insulting him or one his co-worker, from the other side of the counter. What else he can do? Money isn’t cheap. Sometimes it comes with insults.

When he is not smiling, he is always tired, sad, and burning from the inside. Waiting for his shift to end, when he can go back riding subways to home. For most days, he doesn’t think much, only that, if he could end his misery. Only if he could find his drive. Rarely when he gets a seat on the last train to home, he lets his mind replay the series of events that happen during the day. Mostly, they consist of different kinds of insults or some new insult he heard that day.

In those moments of replays, he tries to find moments of success, when a customer is genuine and shows any type of kindness. Those rare moments, makes him smile again when his head is laid back to the window. This time, he too genuinely smiles.

An Ordinary Day at the Library [Fantasy, Supernatural, Analingus]

At the circulation desk, Miss Prue shifts on her stool until she’s comfortable again. Since 10 am she’s dealt mainly with borrowings, returns and renewals – perhaps not tasks worthy of her station, but it’s a small library and she has precious few staff at her disposal. She doesn’t mind though – being stationed at the front of the house is an opportunity to see who’s reading what. And naturally, you can learn a lot about folk that way, especially when it comes to discerning their possible openness to the secret ways of the library. Miss Prue’s adept at spotting such potential – her high success rate proves it.

Take the lass now making her way to the desk – Miss Sandie of Barrow Lane. She’s one of the more likely candidates – if she shows one more positive sign, Miss Prue will broach the subject, and hopefully, conversion and initiation will soon follow. Miss Sandie’s reading choices certainly have been moving in the right direction. She began, as they so often do, with philosophy – a popular subject now days. It’s a good sign, but not too helpful in itself – armchair philosophers can go either way. But happily, the lass has progressed to mythology, ancient history, somatic alchemy, aeronautics and the like… yes, she’s reading like she’s onto something – maybe even pursuing the greater mysteries.

I [M] recently posted about servicing men publicly for the first time. This is the result.

So of course I had a shit ton of guy talking big and bad about how they wanted to meet and then it turned into wanting to jerk off together over the phone. Long story short I had about 18 people respond to me on kik. 5 say they would meet me and only one show up.

I started the day at about 11am heading to Providence place mall. I hung around for a while the time I had put out being 1pm. I said I would be there for 1 hour in the stall waiting.

I made my way to the bathroom excited and nervous about what was going to happen. Would there be all 5 guys would no one show I had no idea.

I sat in the stall for about 15 minutes when I heard the door open. Nothing. Again about 10 minutes later. Same thing nothing. I’m hard as a rock sitting their waiting.

Being watched [Mutual Masturbation][Voyeur] PT2

I make my way down to my daily coffee spot and think, “Shit man don’t blow this. You didn’t see anything.” There is she is, as I move through the line I start seeing her nipples grow harder I would so love to have those in my mouth I give her my order. Suddenly “Tim” is called. I just happen to turn around as she holds up my coffee and winks. Oh, this could be interesting.

I walk up and get my coffee, and she says, “By the way, I’m Jane.”

I reply, “Hi, Jane, I’m Tim, although you know that already.” As I start turning shades of red, I see she is blushing as well.

We continue chit chat, and she whispers, “I’ll get home around 10pm tonight winks.” Well, if that is code for a show that damn it, I will be sure to give Jane a show damn it.

After what seemed like more hours than I care to count, it was getting closer to “Show” time as I smile colossal grin. Along with my cock starting to grow harder in my shorts. I get ready like nothing is going on, towel, lube almost showtime.

How Things Change – Chapter 2 [Incest] [M/S] [M/F]

*This story is a work of fiction. All characters are 18+*

*First, before we get going, I’d like to take a moment to thank everyone who read and commented on the first part of this story. Your kind words were motivating, and what criticism I received was very helpful.*

*If you have not read the first part of this story, I recommend that you do so. It can be found* [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hzc6qw/how_things_change_chapter_1_incest_ms_mf/)*. Anyway, enough rambling. Onward with the story:*

After what felt like an eternity, I pulled up my jogging bottoms and underwear, headed upstairs and went to bed myself. I walked past my mom’s room as quickly as possible.

To say that I struggled to sleep would be an understatement. I lay in my bed, tossing and turning until the early hours, running the events of that evening through my head again and again. Eventually though, I must have got to sleep, as I awoke to the sun beginning to stream through my blinds.

Sneaking Back [FM][cheating][anal][creampie]

The sun was setting and the sky was growing darker as Hellen raced through the suburbs. She hadn’t stopped thinking about the intensity of the experience of the night before. The threesome between her, her husband, and their friend Brian, had been something she had never even known she had wanted. After it happened she relished in the excitement, but something had been bothering her. The way Brian had looked at her, touched her, the thrill of her husband watching as he gave her pleasure, it was intoxicating.

When Brian texted her the very next day, she felt a tingle that she couldn’t deny. He asked her to come over that evening for some more fun, but this time, she would come alone.

As soon as Hellen arrived at Brian’s house, she felt her heart racing, and she hurried to his door. She had made sure to wear her sexiest denim mini skirt and a tight white t-shirt with no bra. Her dark hair was pinned up in a messy bun, and her makeup was subtle. She wanted to appear casual, but also seductive for her first night alone with him behind her husband’s back.

Owning My Sub Mentally and Physically [MF]

To preface this, we’re FWB who agreed on freeuse and CNC policies. When this happened, this was before the lockdown and she was staying at my place.

I was texting someone for a potential hook up and we started exchanging pics and that left me really horny. Coming back home from work I decided to surprise my friend. I arrive, seeing her in nothing but panties and one of my tank tops. I gave her a surprise by ripping her panties off and started eating that pussy till she came. I had a hard on from making her cum so I jerk off until I cum onto the floor and ordered her to lick it up. My cock, finally softened, let’s its piss out all over her head and back while she licked up my cum. With her body kneeled over to lick up my cum and covered in my piss, I spread that sweet asshole and pound it hard. I hear her whimper a little, so I pound it harder to the point that her hips are slamming against the floor, splashing in my piss. I stop, lifted up her head and gave her a deep kiss. I told her, “no matter what you think you are, you’ll always be a set of holes to help me cum”. I walk to the bathroom, blast porn loudly and finally cum again to it. Emphasizing that she is you just a set of holes.