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My First Fetish

... panties on the sofa, side by side, bras above panties; then I mixed them up, just to make it different and make them underwear from anonymous women for now – though I knew whose each was, and would return them after I had used them and washed them. It was late afternoon now, as I showered, washed my hair again, and had a café, thinking of what to do, after I had brought in and folded the washed items, carrying them upstairs, putting away my wife’s things, and leaving Tu’s washed set on the bed. I wanted a beer, but not just sitting at home, so when my hair had dried a little, I brushed it, left it out to dry fully, and rode my bike to my drinking café 100m up the main street. I parked, got my own glass and ice and bottle and sat at my usual table and chair, where I would normally be joined later on by the other members of the ‘group’: similarly-aged men who gathered here for beer every evening. I smiled at the owner’s daughter, Tieu, who was 21 and had enormous natural breasts and a quite fat body; how I would love a bra and panty set of hers, I thought. But Tieu was into women, not men, so there was little chance she would just give me her underwear. And the cost of continually paying for the sets I stole could really hurt my bank balance! Then Nareta slowly clambered down from the village bus. I knew the bra and panties I wanted: she had gigantic breasts, and a very bushy cunt: surely her panties would be full of smells for me. I hadn`t seen her for a while; her friend, ...

... Raisa, of the family I knew, seemed to have got their US visas and left. Nareta came across to stand over/beside me, her breasts almost within touching distance. “We have rented Raisa`s old house, Khun Steve, so we live here now – close to you, and I expect to see you very soon…” I bowed my head to this dominant woman, who had loved my cock fucking between her breasts, until my fingers brought her to climax and she finally let me erupt and spurt on her body and the last spurts in her mouth. She had been very direct that time: I decided to try the same; “I want your panties and bra, Nareta – before you wash them, and I will wash them carefully and return them to you, soon.” Looking quizzically at me for a moment, she smiled “I don`t think you will fit them, Steve, but if you want to wash them, fine; I`ll bring them back in a few minutes.” I returned to my beer and my book, but I couldn`t read anything; my cock was throbbing in my shorts, my own underpants leaking pre-cum and adding my own smells to them – but they held no attraction for me, only the smells of a woman. When Nareta returned, she was carrying a plastic shopping bag; “There are 3 sets in here, Steve, not yet washed – do you want them all?” I nodded, and took the bag from her, placing it closely beside me on my bench seat. She sat opposite me, her bosom flattening and spreading across the concrete table`s surface; she chuckled “one pair of panties might smell a bit, Steve – I became quite excited last night when my ...