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[mallory]

I just love it when I meet and get to know a guy who has the same fascination and fetish regarding panties as I have, It’s like finding some kind of perverted soul mate. A sweet, cute guy who can’t seem to take his eyes off the glimpse of a female crotch in a tight panty – the passing legshot – the wedged cotton panty gusset. We all know the type. He just loves the fabric-covered cunt – perhaps even more than a naked, exposed one. He would prefer to go down on a woman right through her panty rather than bury his face in a naked female crotch. He would, if at all possible, “lift” or borrow or steal a panty souvenir to savor many times by himself. He is probably like most of you male members of this Forum…..

I haven’t submitted a story to the Forum in quite a while. I have, however, been enjoying a straight new relationship, temporarily (I think) putting aside my “bi” nature and love of women. I have spent the pasty few months in a very hot heterosexual experience with a guy I met sometime around Thanksgiving at a friends place. His name is Kevin, and I have come to discover that he is really into a safe sex thing, actually preferring many of the same non-intercourse sexual activities which I adore. I have come to really appreciate this attribute and have found it to be much less worrisome and less dangerous than casual intercourse. To be blunt, it turns out that Kevin loves to have me watch him while he jacks off. Much more to the point of this Forum, he is able to cum without even touching himself, providing that I can pose for him the way he loves me to. He is a cameltoe freak! Let me explain.

It all started the night that we were watching a DVD movie at his place. I was on my tummy on the floor, wearing one of my old, well-worn pairs of tight jeans and an old T Shirt. We were both completely absorbed in the movie until Kevin got up to make some popcorn. As he approached me with a large bowl of corn, he accidently spilled a few pieces around me and proceeded to pick them up while I began nibbling some from the bowl. I felt warmth on my butt from what I thought was his hands, but it turned out that the source of that warmth was Kevin’s face. His hands gently opened my legs apart and he was kissing and smelling my crotch! You must understand that this old pair of jeans (one of my absolute favorites) rode up almost instinctively into my crotch. I loved wearing them without any panties, and this night was no exception. I wasn’t wearing any. I loved the feeling of that soft denim seam riding up into my crotch – both front and back. I have to admit that I have checked out the way my butt looked in these jeans many times, standing in front of a mirror and glancing backwards over my shoulder. The jeans were tight and that center crotch seam wedged quite naturally up into my butt, giving me what I thought was the very best definition of butt cheeks. Well, there he was experiencing this “definition” with his face. There he was running his nose up and down that center seam, between my butt cheeks. I could actually feel my girl juices surge. I knew that I would spot through these jeans in a matter of perhaps twenty seconds or so. I knew he could smell me and I just loved these feelings. That night I daringly lifted my butt off the floor, arched my back and presented myself to Kevin’s face. Without either one of us saying a word, he gave me a fabulous series of orgasms right on the spot, and right through my jeans. That’s how it started.

A few days later, after intimate discussions and long text messages with Kevin, he opened up and just honestly told me that he had “satisfied himself” several times since that first night just thinking about me and thinking about the taste and smell of me. He told me that the image of my cameltoed jeans and open legs was such a turn-on that he just couldn’t stop thinking about it. I had trouble myself containing the excitement I felt when he talked about this and couldn’t wait to spend another night with him. The mental image of Kevin masturbating was beginning to make me crazy. When we were finally together alone again, I mustered the courage to ask him to let me watch him jack off. His face turned bright red, but I pleaded and he said that he might not be able to do it in front of me, knowing that I was watching. I helped him out of his jeans and he laid back on the carpet in his boxer shorts. He asked me to help him by watching him wearing only my underwear. Since I am small-chested, I wasn’t wearing a bra – only a T shirt, but I stripped out of my jeans and stood in front of him in my shirt and panties. This particular panty was a cotton bikini that had my favorite half-moon seams at the front and back of the crotch panel. I tugged a little at the waistband and the panty tightened up into my crotch. I turned around and faced away from him and spread my feet about three feet apart. I instantly felt my nipples stiffen and stand out against the cotton of my T shirt. I intentionally did not look at him, giving him a chance to turn on and just look at me. Actually hoping for this moment and anticipating it, I must also honestly admit that I practiced a little before coming over to his place. My panty was cotton – it was white, and I knew what it would look like from the back with my legs apart. The material rode up naturally in between my butt cheeks and the back toe was appealing – even to me. (If you know me from my previous stories, you know what I mean.)

So, I stood there in front of Kevin for several minutes, and then slowly bent over and glanced through my legs at him. His cock was out through the fly opening of his boxers, but his testicles were still encased in the plaid cotton of his shorts. His cock was large - a beautiful shape, and his hand was slowly and lightly moving up and down that shaft. I began backing up slowly, with my legs apart and my feet beginning to move up along both sides of his legs. I was straddling him and could feel his eyes on my open crotch. I tugged a little on my panty, and felt it sink up into my cunt, outlining my clit in visually clear cleavage. I knew that the cameltoe was now complete from clit to butt crack – one continuous, deep crease. Kevin was breathing a little harder and the motion on his cock increased in intent. As I continued backing up, this whole scene was making me very horny. I could feel myself getting wet and Kevin’s actions were a complete turn-on for me as well. I actually kept moving backwards, past his face, and beyond his view. I quickly slipped the panty off and kneeled down above his head. He couldn’t see me but he did see and feel the white cotton panty brush down his forehead and over his face. I held the panty with both hands in the same position as it was when it was on my body. I ran the crotch panel right down his face and then slowly back up, so that the half-moon seam of the panty butt brushed over his nose first. As the panty crotch (now quite damp) moved right over his nose, I could hear him inhale sharply and his hand on his cock just stopped for a few seconds. His cock was gorgeous and was throbbing. I turned the panty around so that now the front crotch seam would move over his face first. The panty was the wettest just past the front half-moon seam – right past where my clit would have been, and I held it over his nose right at that point. He sighed quietly and streams of cum flew in the air as he exploded in multiple squirts of orgasm.

I gave him that wet panty to take home, knowing what he was going to do with it. I spent the next few days (and nights) pleasuring myself with the images of that second night with Kevin. The next part of this story will pick up right at this point. I know that in the past I have written stories which promised to continue and for various reasons never did, but this one will. It is really too hot to not tell you about it.

[loswabs]

oooooooooooooooooooo Mal, that's sooooooooo sexy!!! Thanx, so looking forward to your next update ;o)

[felix]

Awesome! Thanks for this!

[womenwatcher]

mal that is so hot kevin is very lucky to have you for a gf even if a short while whis i could experience that thanks

[CapricornDog]

I always love your stories and can't wait for part 2 of this. Thanks

[Mysecret]

You're making me feel naughty in my nana !!!!!!!

Thanx,

mYseCreT

[Kevcamel76]

Oh my! That is one hot story. Can't wait for the next part

[thepimphand]

Originally Posted by mallory

I just love it when I meet and get to know a guy who has the same fascination and fetish regarding panties as I have, It’s like finding some kind of perverted soul mate. A sweet, cute guy who can’t seem to take his eyes off the glimpse of a female crotch in a tight panty – the passing legshot – the wedged cotton panty gusset. We all know the type. He just loves the fabric-covered cunt – perhaps even more than a naked, exposed one. He would prefer to go down on a woman right through her panty rather than bury his face in a naked female crotch. He would, if at all possible, “lift” or borrow or steal a panty souvenir to savor many times by himself. He is probably like most of you male members of this Forum…..

Hey!!!

that's me.....

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[vcock]

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que delicia de historia,
quisiera hablar directamente con tigo Mall

[my2847]

Wow, welcome back... and Thank you for coming back... Your stories are so amazing and we are lucky to have you here. Just to have a woman describe it only as you can... Its like your inside my head and know what I fantasize about...