Before I write about my night at the movies with Kathy, I wanted to share what she told me about why she has a fetish for corduroy jeans. She said it was OK for me to share this.
I thought it was just some horseback riding thing because she was always wearing cords when I'd see her at the stable, but it dates from when she was in college and went to a party at a pool....not a pool party, but a pool-side party at a friends apartment complex. Of course she ended up in the pool and didn't have any dry clothes to change into.
It was late but she still wanted to hang out so she asked the host if she could borrow some of his clothes, and he said sure. So she went in his room, close the door and stripped so she could dry off and grabbed the first things she could find in his closet, which was a t-shirt and a pair of fire engine red Levi's cords. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she realized the jeans were really messed up, with stains all over.
When she walked out and the host spotted her in those pants he came over rights away and said she picked out his oldest pair of jeans and suggested she wear something else. He had some kind of edge in his voice so she made an excuse that she already had them on and didn't want to dirty any more of his clothes.
When she got back to her apartment, her roommate asked about her outfit and asked if she had been to an orgy because her cords were covered with cum stains! Kathy hadn't figured it out but her friend was right...sperm stains were all over those pants. She wasn't sure what to think, and dozed off in her bed wondering how all those stains got on that one pair of cords. She dozed off thinking her friend must be in a circle jerk club and that he has his friends empty their spunk on his cords. The more thought about that, the more excited she got until she stared rubbing herself through his jeans until she added her stain to the inside of his pants.
He called he next day to offer to come get his clothes but said she would drop them off--she wanted to have more orgasms with his Levi's. the next week when she dropped them off, he was home alone and she asked about the stains on his cords...he couldn't answer so she blurted out that he must be part of a jerk off club. He said that no, he liked humping those cords because they were so soft and felt really good when he wanted to grind out a load. She said that he had to prove that, and that she would over that night wearing her own pair of cords and that he better be ready to hump her and make a stain like that on her jeans.
When she got to his apartment he was wearing his red cords and they had been washed. She told him too bad they were washed because she left her own stains inside them. So one thing leads to another, and sure enough he humped her leg like a Barney dog and shot his load all over her corduroy covered thigh. He then told her she had to return the favor by making a stain on his cords, so she peeled of her cords and started grinding on his thigh until she had a big, wet orgasm, leaving a big trail of juice soaking into his cords.
She made him meet her for lunch the next day, and they both wore their cords to show each other their stains. That was the start of a lengthy sexual relationship, much of which involved corduroy jeans and masturbation. She eventually broke up with him, but has kept her fascination with cords. She likes guys and she likes cock, but when she masturbates (which is often), her favorite cumpanion is a snug pair of cords and her vibrator.