From tommy@tommys.spydernet.kom Mon Jun 30 05:00:32 1997
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Subject: Story: Panty 1 (mf, panty fetish)
From: tommy@tommys.spydernet.kom
Date: Mon, 30 Jun 97 02:00:32 -0700
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This is a story that is part fantasy and part reality.
During my last year in law school I moved into an apartment
building that featured several apartments per complex and one one-
bedroom apartment in the basement. The one-bedroom apartment is
what I had and the building's laundry room took the place of my
living room or front room. It worked out quite nicely as I had my
laundry service just a few feet from my front door, but didn't have
to worry about the noise of the washer and dryer because the
building was new and fairly well insulated.
Those of us in the building, and there were eight
apartments, had pretty much worked out a laundry schedule, by
custom, so that each of us had a time when we did laundry. Me, I
did mine on Sunday evening.
One Sunday, about 7:30 p.m., I arrived home from the law
library, planning to start my laundry while dinner was in the oven
(This was in the days before microwaves were in every home). As I
passed the laundry roon on the way to my door, the nursing student
who lived directly over my apartment came out of the laundry room.
Jill was every guy's vision of a nurse - tall and with a great
body. She loved to wear those knit-type dresses that clung to every
curve on her body. I could tell she had nothing on underneath the
blue dress as her nipples pressed against the fabric making two
distinct impressions on the cloth.
"Hi," she said with a smile. "Do you have any fabric
softener?" I told her I didn't and in fact had forgoten to buy some
when I had bought groceries earlier in the day. She said she would
have to go to the store and offered to pick some up for me. Jill
followed me into my apartment while I put my books down and I gave
her some money for my fabric softener.
Jill said she'd be back soon and asked me to watch her
clothing as she hated to leave her laundry basket unattended. While
I assured her it was safe to leave it on the washer, I said she
could certainly leave it with me.
After Jill left I began to cook dinner, and had just thrown a
frozen pizza into the oven when I noticed her pale pink panties on
the top of her basket.
Panties have always been very special to me. I love the feel
of a woman's worn panties, especially if the cotton crotch still
shows the outline of the lady's vaginal lips and still carries that
sweet frangrance of an excited woman.
I moved over to the basket and quickly picked up the
panties. They were tiny bikinis and as I ran my finger on the
crotch, they still felt warm and I suddenly realized this must have
been the pair Jill had worn today and had just taken off to wash.
Pulling the silk to my nose, I felt myself stiffen as I
inhaled her fragrance. I couldn't help myself as my tongue ran up
her crotch and I headed for my easy chair. I almost came when I
realized there were a couple of her pubic hairs stuck to the
crotch.
I slipped my jeans down as I sat down and as I eased my cock
out, I slowly began to stroke myself. I am not circumsized so I
pulled my foreskin back and then rubbed the still-warm crotch of
Jill's panties against the tip of my cock. It felt like heaven! I
wrapped her panties around my hard rod and began to stroke
myself, as I imagined my cock deep inside Jill's hot love tunnel,
pumping away. I closed my eyes and smiled as the waves of
pleasure began to signal my approaching orgasm.
As I stroked myself I thought I would cum in the crotch of her
panties and then stuff the little silk undies deep into Jill's
laundry basket so she wouldn't notice.
Suddenly I felt a rush of cool air on my exposed cock and
there was Jill, smiling at me from the doorway. I must have been a
sight, laying low in the chair with my pants around my ankles and
her pink panties wrapped around my cock as I stroked myself.
"Do you like my panties," she whispered, and when I nodded my head,
she closed the door and moved over to my chair. "Do they feel
good," she inquired.
I had never been caught with a pair of panties before, but I
could sense that although I was caught red-handed (pink-
handed?) there was no problem.
"Would you like a pair of panties that are still warm," Jill
asked as she slowly began to lift up the hem of her dress,
"perhaps a pair that's not only warm, but wet too."
I could only nod my head as he dress slowly moved up her
thighs. How I had dreamed of those thighs being wrapped around my
hips...or being wrapped around my neck. I could see that she was
not wearing any type of hose and as my eyes flicked up to her face
I could see her eyes were closed. As my eyes moved down her front,
her nipples were sticking out as far as I had ever seen them. It
was like two pencils were sticking out from that blue dress.
Jill opened her eyes and stared at me as her white lace
panties came into view. Although the front panel covered her pubic
mound, I could see that they were wet and a few tufts of her brown
pubic hair came over the top.
"They don't show much of me, do they" she said, adding "let's
do something about that."
Jill then took her hands and pulled on the sides of her
panties and pulled the crotch deep between those wet sex lips.
Suddenly the white silk disappeared between her lips and there were
her pink lips, glistening with her love juices in the cool air.
With her panties pulled deep into her, Jill pulled her dress
off and I had my first look at her breasts. I later found out her
breasts were 34Cs, but the first thing I noticed were her large
brown nipples. Those big areolas looked so suckable as Jill cupped
them and then she pulled on her nipples.
I groaned as pre-cum coated the top of my cock and Jill's
finger moved slowly around my pink head, scooping up my pre-cum and
then rubbing it into her already hard nipples.
She moved closer to me and sat on my legs, and pressed her
breasts to my face. My tongue moved in slow circles around the
areolas, moving ever closer to her nipples. Jill pressed her mounds
against my mounth as my tongue began to flick over her so very hard
nipples. My tongue wetted her brown nipples, and then I pulled away
and lightly blew on them as Jill groaned.
My lips met Jill's and we kissed deeply for several minutes
as I felt her nipples like two hot fires burn into my chest. Our
tongues explored each other's mouths and then Jill whispered in my
ear to take off her panties.
As Jill stood before me, I could see her juices on her thighs
and I knew her panties were be very wet and I wanted to smell and
touch them.
I carried Jill to my bed and moved to her feet, where my
tongue carressed her feet before slowly beginning my journey up her
legs. As I kissed her and ran my tongue up her legs, I could see
Jill's fingers moving slowly to her vaginal lips and begin to rub
herself and massage her clit with her thumb.
When I got to her soft inner thighs I stopped, and reached for
Jill's fingers, and as each finger went into my mouth, I licked her
sex juices off. I could only nod my head when Jill asked if she
tasted all right.
I began to work on her thighs again, kissing my way up, and
then licking and softly biting her soft inner thighs, inching
closer to her furnace.
I could inhale her excitement now, and her juices were freely
flowing and I could hardly wait for the first taste of her
pinkness.
Slowly I ran my tongue up her right sex lip, and then I moved
my hot tongue down her left lip before moving up the the waistband
of her panties. I caught the waistband in my mouth and slowly I
began to pull down those white silk bikinis.
Once I had pulled them all the way down her legs with my
mouth, I took her panties and pressed them to my nose and deeply
inhaled her sexy fragrance.
I then took her panties and used them to massage Jill's
vaginal lips before I began to rub her undies against my very hard
cock.
Keeping Jill's panties in my hand, I reached down and slowly
parted Jill's lips so I could see deep inside her. I stopped to
just stare at her beauty. Taking two fingers I slowly pulled back
the skin covering her clit and then I used the tip of my finger to
rub her little love bud.
I moved my face so my tongue could flick over her clit, and
then I began to run my wet tongue around the base of her clit, as
if trying to dig it out.
Jill's legs opened wide as my tongue moved to her gaping
vagina and I let my tongue rove over every pink fold before my
tongue disappeared down deep inside her.
"Please, fill me" she cried as I moved my cock to the edge of
her lips and I pulled back my foreskin and slowly rubbed the pink
tip of my cock against her wet lips. I pressed the tip of my cock
against her clit and tried to push her clitty into the little pee-
hole.
Slowly my cock moved to the edge of her lips and as she
wrapped her legs around my waist, I pushed deep into her. She was
so tight, and it felt like I was in a blast furnace. Her
tightness pulled back my foreskin and my sensative tip rubbed
against each of her pink folds. She felt as if I was pressing my
cock into hot satin.
Our lips met and my hands covered her breasts, pullng on her
nipples, as I pushed so deep into her. I pumped myself into her for
several minutes before I felt her bite against my shoulder as the
first wave of orgasm swept through Jill's hot body. Suddenly I felt
my cock explode and I sprayed my cum on her pink walls as we both
came together.
We held each other for about an hour, before Jill giggled and
asked if she could bring me down her used panties every night!
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From tommy@tommys.spydernet.kom Mon Jun 30 05:00:34 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Story: Panty 2 (mf, panty fetish)
From: tommy@tommys.spydernet.kom
Date: Mon, 30 Jun 97 02:00:34 -0700
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This is another story of my law school years. I hope you like it
and, as always, comments via e-mail are always welcome at 71172,2510.
My first job out of law school involved writing briefs for an
attorney to argue in state Supreme Court. It was great work - he'd give
me a file, tell me when I had to have the legal arguments completed, and
I could set my own hours as long as it was ready by the due date. As a
result, I spent my time in the law library and at home doing research.
No, I didn't have a fancy office with lots of law books lining the
walls, but I made $2,500 per brief, and I could knock off three to six
briefs a month without too much trouble.
As someone who hated to get up in the morning, this was the ideal
job because I could set my own hours. Usually, I set the alarm for about
noon, and worked until about 2:30 a.m., and then went out on the balcony
of my apartment and had a quiet cigar or two for about an hour before
going to bed.
My apartment was in a fairly upscale neighborhood, with plenty of
singles and a few married couples. With a major hospital and medical
school nearby, there were plenty of nurses in the apartments and the
scenery was great.
With the laundry room for the entire apartment complex in my
building, I had a chance to eyeball just about everyone living here,and,
it also allowed me to practice my favorite hobbies - women's panties and
voyeurism. I kept a basket of laundry by the door at all times so when
I spotted a good looking lady heading for the laundry room, I'd grab the
basket and head down with my "wash" and for an "accidental" meeting and
talk while waiting for my clothes to get clean.
Shortly after I started doing this, a young nurse down the hall
from me noticed I was paying a lot of attention to her panties and bras
as they came out of the washer, and, after some friendly banter, asked
if I'd ever be interested in doing her laundry. Bingo! I did her laundry
every four or five days. She worked the 4 to midnight shift so she'd
leave her basket with me when she left for the hospital - with a big
grin - and she would stop by after work for it. I think she knew her
panties were being checked out, but it was free laundry service, and
besides, I was only interested in her panties before they were washed.
She had beautiful panties, and I loved to rub my cock in the soft
little crotchband of her undies before throwing them in the wash. I
could tell by those panties when she was having her period, when she'd
made love with her boyfriend, and, if I was lucky, there'd be a few
pubic hairs embedded in the material. We never talked about it, but I
think it turned her on to know that I was cumming in her panties.
My hours, as I said, had me out on the balcony at 3 a.m. or so and
it's amazing how folks don't bother with drapes, etc. at that hour
because they figure they are the only ones awake.
Across from me was a young couple who had a newborn so they were up
all night. Every night, at about 3:15 a.m., the baby would wake up and
want to be fed. Many nights I would slowly rub my hard rod while I
watched her nurse the baby. She'd come in wearing just a bra and
panties, and, after holding the baby for a moment, she take off her bra
and the little one would fasten his mouth on her puffed pink nipple.
Often, I'd watch her rub her other nipple while the baby sucked, and
more than once, she would hold the baby to her nipple while her fingers
massaged her clit.
Things picked up when Ann moved in across the way. She was a
beautiful brunette who worked as an ICU nurse and she wore such sexy
uniforms that I suspect she contributed to the patient caseload. A man
with a weak heart would have a hard time recovering with her around!
Ann worked a special shift, which meant that she went to work at 3
p.m. and came home at 3 a.m. When she tooled her little sports car in
every morning, I had a hard time moving my eyes from the nursing mom to
Ann.
Ann had been there about a month when she began to get careless
with her drapes and I'd get a chance to watch her undress. She didn't
seem to have a boyfriend, but a couple of times I saw her on the bed
talking to someone on the telephone while she masturbated. I loved to
watch her as her fingers rubbed her hot sex lips and push her hips in
the air. More than once, I saw her slip a finger in her ass too.
I had never met Ann, as she had her laundry done elsewhere
apparently, until the night she came home a little late and walked in
her bedroom completely forgetting about the drapes. I watched her wiggle
out of her tight uniform and as she stood in front of the mirror, I
gazed on her hot pink bra and tiny bikini panties. When she reached back
to unhook her bra, I gasped as those twin beauties pushed forward, and
when she unhooked the bra, there was very little sag as her breasts came
into view.
Slowly, I began to massage my cock as I saw her large brown nipples
and I began to stroke faster as she began to rub the sensative tips and
I watched as her nips extended out nearly an inch. When she reached for
the waistband of her panties, I was ready to cum as she pulled down the
pink briefs to expose a beautiful little patch of pubic hair.
I slowed down my stroking as she sat down facing me and I watched
without even breathing as she took a small electric razor and began to
trim a little around her bush. I stared as she pushed her finger deep
inside herself, and when she put her finger in her mouth to taste
herself, my shaft exploded with a load of cum that dripped all over the
balcony.
I must admit that it was not easy going to sleep as I replayed the
sexy scene with Ann over and over in my mind, dreaming of what it would
be like to lick the wet sex juices from her fingers.
When I opened my front door in the morning to pick up the
newspaper, I was surprised to find a brown envelope leaning against my
door. I came inside and opened the paper, figuring the envelope
contained another legal case left off by the office. About an hour
later, I'd had breakfast and read the paper when I remembered the
envelope. I took it over to my desk, a little surprised by how light it
was. I opened it and was shocked to see a pair of hot pink panties fall
out. Could they be Ann's? I took them in my hand and as I pulled the
crotch to my face, I saw some lipstick and realized someone had kissed
the crotch for me. I almost came as I eased my cock out and rubbed it
against the soft material. I hoped they were Ann's, but how could she
know I was out there?
I was ready for Ann when she came in that next night and I watched
as she came home and stripped down to her panties before sitting on the
same chair she had used the night before to shave herself. This time I
watched in fascination and she leaned back and parted her vaginal lips
and I felt that I could hear her moan as her fingers lightly ran over
her clit. I watched as she opened herself and then I saw her black
panties in her hand and I began stroking my cock furiously as I watched
her push the panties deep into her vagina. Once her panties were totally
within her, Ann began to stroke her nipples and I did everything I could
to not cum as she slowly pulled her wet panties from the pink, inner
depths of her pussy.
When her lights went out, I ran inside and grabbed the pink panties
and it took just a stroke or two of my cock against that soft material
before my cock erupted with hot sperm.
The next morning I ran to the door before I was even dressed to see
if there was a package there, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw
another brown envelope. I looked up and down the hall and reached down
for the envelope and retreated to my room before opening my package. My
cock snapped to attention as a pair of black panties came out, and as I
held them to my nose, I could easly detect the musky frangrance of her
hot juices and while I rubbed the soft crotch against my hard cock I
came very fast. I moaned loudly as I directed the sticky cum into the
crotch of my new black panties.
The clock seemed to move very slowly all day as I waited for Ann to
come home. I had watched her get into her car earlier, and she hadn't
even looked my way, but I could think of no one else it could be.
When 3 a.m. and then 3:30 a.m. came and went, and no Ann, I began
to worry that maybe she was not coming home tonight, or worse, the
panties were not Ann's. Suddenly there was a knock at my door and as I
don't usually have guests at that hour, I was more than a little
surprised. I pulled my shorts up and headed for the door and when I
asked who was there, a sexy voice came back saying "It's Ann."
I opened the door and there she was in her sexy nurse's uniform and
I was more than a little tongue-tied as she walked in.
I didn't know if she was going to give me hell, or what, and I
waited for her to speak. Slowly, a big grin spread across her face and
she said "Andy, I thought that maybe you'd like to take my panties off
for me tonight." As she guided me to my easychair, you could have heard
my heart beat. Ann stood in front of me and slowly began to lift her
dress.
I gasped as I saw she was wearing a garter belt and hose, and then
her light blue panties came into view. I could tell by the way her
panties pressed against her that she was excited and as she kept pulling
up the material, I soon saw she was wearing a matching blue bra that
could barely contain her mounds of love, and those brown nipples were
pressing tightly against the cups. presenting me with a beautiful scene.
"Would you like to take them off," she whispered, and I responded
by picking her up and carrying her into the bedroom. I laid Ann down on
the bed and slowly unrolled her hose and then took her foot into my
mouth. I kissed each of her toes, and then I slowly ran the tip of my
hardened cock up the sole of her foot. Taking my cue, Ann softly cradled
my cock between her feet and slowly pumped my rock-hard cock. Slowly, I
kissed my way up her leg, stopping only when I came to her soft, inner
thighs, and then I began to alternatively kiss and lick her soft skin,
with an occasional bite.
Even if I could not hear her moans of pleasure, I could tell that
she liked it as I stopped to breathe in deeply and take her frangrace
in.
When my mouth arrived at Ann's panties, they were soaking, and my
tongue gently ran up the front of her panties, pushing the blue material
in between her hot sex lips. I could feel Ann's hands on my head as I
tasted her sex juices for the first time, strained through the crotch of
her panties.
Ann pressed herself against my face and her juices coated my face
and beard. I could see her pink lips with the blue panties pressed deep
into her due to the efforts of my hot tongue. She was so beautiful.
Carefully, I caught the waistband of her panties in my mouth and I
slowly began to pull them down. Ann moaned as the evening air reached
her exposed pink flesh, and after I had pulled her panties completely
off, I held them to my nose and deeply inhaled. As Ann watched
excitedly, I rubbed the wet crotch of her panties against the head of my
cock.
As I moved back to her hot furnace, my tongue moved slowly up her
right sex lip, and then down the left lip, savoring the taste of her
juices. As Ann pulled herself open for me, I examined every pink fold of
her and then plunged my tongue deep into her, and my tongue touched
every fold as I tried to lick all of her juices.
When my tongue emerged from her wet cavern, I used my fingers to
slowly peel back the skin covering her clit. My tongue circled her clit
as if I was trying to dig it out, and as my mouth moved to cover her
clit, my finger slowly pressed deep into her tight ass.
"I want your cock now," she moaned, and I positioned my hardness
against the opening to her wet slit. I bent down to kiss Ann, and as my
fingers pulled on her brown nipples, I plunged deep into her.
Ann moaned as my cock explored her depths, it felt as if I was
plunging into a hot, wet furnace, lined with satin. My balls slapped
against her ass as I tightened my grip on her hard nipples.
As I pumped into Ann, her hips rushed up to meet me. She was so
tight that I felt as it my cock was being skinned every time I pushed
myself deep into her. The pink tip of my cock carressed Ann's cervex
with every trip down her vagina, and I knew it would not be long before
orgasm overtook both of us.
As Ann's legs began to circle my waist, I slipped a second finger
in her ass and my fingers could feel my cock plunging into her pink
depths.
As Ann's eyes closed and her entire body began to shake, I felt the
tip of my cock explode with a tremendous load of cum deep within her
vagina, and I sprayed the walls of her love tube with my hot sticky cum.
I think Ann's screams of joy must have woke up the entire building, but
I couldn't think of that as her hungry lips pumped more cum out of me
than I thought possible.
I held Ann in my arms for many minutes before we both slept. I woke
several hours later to the warm sensations of Ann's tongue running over
the tip of my cock as she tasted the mixture of her juices and my cum.
I asked her how she know I was watching her each night, and as she
looked up from my cock, she grinned and said "It was easy, I could see
the red tip of your cigar!"
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wishes are communicated to me*. Please understand that I don't always
get stories with bylines intact.
(3) The total THC adult text archive is over 10,000 text files in
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difficult. I am aware that some stories are incomplete, and I am also
aware that some stories are excellent while others are crap. However I
don't need these to be pointed out to me. Please refrain from emailing
comments of this kind.
(4) YES this is a real archive, it can be found on my dialup BBS at
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in January 1998 or sooner... but for now, this newsgroup is the sole
means by which I share the archive with the net.public.
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