Panty Fetishism

Bob's story about being a panty lover struck a responsive chord in me. I also adore panties! From my earliest days of trying to see up the skirts of the girls on the jungle gym, to wanking to the pictures in catalogues, to my later enjoyment of the worn panties of girlfriends and others (read on). I have had a special place in my libido for all things pantyrific.

I suppose every panty lover has his own ethics regarding this practice. I, unlike Bob, would not consider taking pleasure from my moms, sisters, or nieces panties. That would seem too freaky somehow. I've never pilfered the hamper at a friends house either. Certainly there is an element of violation in stealing another person's lingerie for your own masturbatory pleasures. How much of one depends perhaps on the circumstances? What do the women out there think of this?

Panties, obviously, are a sexy item, and not just for the guys! Women would not be so fond of the multitude of styles and colors and materials of panties, nor of showing them above their jeans if it were purely about functionality. I would think panties and shoes must be among the most fetishized of all female accoutrements.

My job is in the apartment rental business. There are times the apartments are leased to some very sexy women. My rules are that if I am called into an apartment to perform a repair, I will not indulge myself with any panties that I might see or find. I condsider that space to be the tenants private domain. This has been hard (no pun intended) to abide by at times!

Once, an absolutely stunning (and often flirtatious) blonde called me to report that the door to her room was not closing properly. We made an appointment for a time when she would be at work. I brought my tools, entered the room, and there, right next to the door, were two pair of white panties that looked like she had just rolled them off her lucious thighs. I actually prayed on my knees for strength and simply shoved them aside, did my repair and left. I had to enter the same apartment later in the day to show it to some prospective tenants and noticed that they had been removed by that time. Had she been out to tease me? Should I have taken one pair? I always wondered.

The laundry rooms have another set of rules, in my mind. I suspect that some tenants for sure have been 'by-mistake-on-purpose' losing their panties there, with one tenant this was a weekly occurance. Those I consider to be an offering of sorts, and have enjoyed them greatly.

I love smelling the crotch of freshly worn panties, rubbing them all over my cock, trying them on and relishing how little they look stretched over my throbbing penis. It is important, however, that I know and am attracted to the female whose panties I am enjoying. As I get more stimulated I move the panties to my nose and usually come smelling that wonderful musky odour. It feels almost like a drug, it stimulates me so strongly.

Women, as Bob asked: What do you think of this? Is it more proof that men are one step removed from dogs? Have you ever teased someone you shouldn't have with your used panties? How would you feel to know that your panties were the object of an unexpected admirer's attentions?