Okay. Did you ever have the hots for your den mother? I did.
When I was in the boy scouts I had a great den mother. She was red haired and freckled. A soft, buxom ass and large nippled big titties. She was rather young, perhaps in her mid 30's. What made her fantastic in many ways, and really shaped and molded my sexuality preferences is the way she smelled. She had this homemade lotion of musk oil and a generic lotion of some kind that she used on her skin. Well, this stuff I would later learn really smelled to me like excited pussy. After years of learning to appreciate the wonderful aroma of worn undies this lotion was as close to that as possible.
She loved to cook and bake. Every boy scout meeting was fraught with lots to eat. We wolfed it down then we got to sit in a circle for stories. It was so fantastic to get close to those large pinkish brown nipples always erect through her lace bras. And she had a cleavage that seemed to come from that hollow in her neck and continue on.
So, imagine the air smelling of vanilla and cinnamon and her lotion. I was only 13 but my heart would pound like crazy at all these senses. I was already sneaking Playboys so I had references to fog that young brain of mine. Anyway, she'd start telling stories, but I barely heard a word. I'd be looking at those gorgeous nipples wondering what it'd be like to touch and suck them.
She'd often kick off her shoes showing long painted toenails which also got another fetish of mine off to a great start. Those red toes would show through her black nylons and her always wiggling and stretching them sensuously. All of this would get me randy as hell. It would always get to me. I'd get randy and my erotic brain would start to think of stuff I could do to get to the rest of her anatomy, namely her pussy.
Sometimes she'd part her legs and put a hollow in the dress at the crotch which would get me hot. I'd fantasize about putting my face there and I have a raging love for the smell of pussy to this day. I've never forgotten Mrs. Johnson and the role she played in my foot fetish and pussy obsession.
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