My Sister’s Thong

It was when my older sis started wearing thongs and skimpy panties that I began my panty fetish. I can’t explain why I did it, my primal instincts took over. I had seen naked people on the computer before and had been jacking off for a while when it happened. I always thought girls underwear was sexy when I’d walk by Victoria secret or look online at ladies. I knew early on that I was a Panty boi, but kept my fetish secret from my ex girlfriends. One saw a yellow thong in my trunk and questioned me about it but I said I had no clue. Would she think I was a sick pervert? Would she just move past it? Or would she want to be part of it? I’d love her taking off her favorite pair and having me try the dirty panties on for her.

I remember seeing my teachers white lacy thong when she bent over to grab some trash as i stood close behind her. She was young, pretty thicc and a redhead with pale skin and my first crush. Time froze as her thong rode high above her jeans and disappeared between the top of her slightly exposed cheeks. I spent all class hopping shed bend over and I could see her panties. A few times I got lucky seeing her see through black bikini style panties or thong and I’d jerkoff thinking about her. Later that same year, we had a free dress day and didn’t have to wear out uniforms. This girl that I thought was one of the hottest in the class wore jeans and a short shirt. As she leaned forward in her desk I noticed a bright teal string. She was wearing a small g-string thong that was skimpier than I’d ever seen. She unlocked my love of colored panties and I wondered how she could be comfortable in them. Her parents let her wear this tiny underwear that covers nothing with them between her cheeks, rubbing up against her asshole.