1. My First Fetish


    Date: 10/9/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Lactation, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Author: oldsteve, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    son poked his cock at me from behind while I was washing dishes.” I was panting now, thinking of her cunt`s aroused smells right there in the bag beside me! “Do you think I should let him fuck me, Steve – he has wanted to for a long time, and my husband is useless and not interested, and my son is young and strong, and only 16, so he should be able to cum and stay hard and cum again…shouldn`t he, Steve, and fill my cunt – and I could wipe him out with my panties for you next time…his cum and mine together maybe…would you like that, Steve?” It was no business of mine if he was her son, or if she fucked a dog: I wanted her underwear to smell and grovel in, to wrap around my cock and feel these new arousing sensations which had just started in my life. “Yes” I whispered, and she quickly stood as she replied “then I will bring them to your house tomorrow for you Steve, and, in payment, you will fuck my tits into oblivion!” She walked away, and I thought I had now found one endless supply of bras and panties from one woman, and all the fucking she could want would be hers Part 3 One of my aged cronies arrived a while later, so I put my book aside – in the shopping bag actually, on top of Nareta`s smelly panties and bras – and opened a second bottle of beer while having a desultory conversation on nothing of consequence. Drinking faster than normal, I finished my normal quota of 2 bottles, paid and bade my companion `good night` and rode home on my bike, Nareta`s shopping bag in ...
    the carry basket. There was a text message on my phone from my wife, and I knew what it would say: `late ka`, so I was alone at home as I sat on my bed on the floor, pulled the bras and panties from Mong and her Mother and Tu from under the sofa where I had hidden them, and then tipped Nareta`s bag upside down. ….it was an hour later when my cock had no more of anything to wipe into the panties strewn around, and the bras had little impact on my olfactory sense, and I was exhausted, sweaty and drained of energy and cum. I lay there, and mentally summarized my findings: bras I didn`t need, but they were fun to play with, to check the size tags on them – Nareta`s were an amazing 42D, but panties were different. Mong`s had a girl`s smell, an uplifting sense of youthfulness; her Mother`s were a mixture of urine but also of sex, begging the question – just in passing – of whether she was involved with someone in her office perhaps; Tu`s I knew would be a powerful smell of her bushy cunt, sweaty and aroused tastes when I licked the gusset, even some black curly hairs which got stuck in my throat until I gargled them out with Listerine. But Nareta`s; they all smelled strongly, courtesy of her own bushy cunt and urine and sweat; and then I came to the pair she must have had on last night when her son made motions of fucking her through them. She certainly had been aroused and the smell of that arousal was better than any expensive perfume! I came hard into them first, alternately ...
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