My Love For Panties As A Kid

I was a wild kid behind closed doors.

I developed an obsession for panties as a kid and that was my whole entire life for years. That was all I would think about everyday.

Like many of us probably on here, it started at home. I was horny. Didn't have access to porn via internet. No magazines. I needed something and I was hungry for something that would excite me.

I found a pair of my sister's panties laying in her hamper in the laundry room. Purple panties. I got curious. Nobody was around so I sneaked over, picked them up, there was a little juicy spot on the inside crotch area, immediately I was rock hard. I shoved them down my pants. My boner was sticking straight out. I went to my room and first thing I did was pull my shorts straight down. I was nearly cumming already

My boner was sticking straight out. First thing I did was bring them up to my face and I took a big whiff. They smelled sooo good. I was breathing all hard like I was committing a m****r. I was so scared to get caught but I wanted this so bad.

I brought them down and hung them on me. I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted to enjoy that moment. I would put them on my dick and and then pull it away so it would flick my dick, bring them up to my face a few times, I would flick the middle area with my tongue a few times, then bring them down hang them


After a few minutes I started to jerk like crazy and I was scared to cum on them. I crouched over and had them balled up in my hands against my dick. heavy breathing, weak knees, Ughhggg ughhhh ugggghhh are the sounds I made.

I could feel it just shooting out. It felt like it went on forever. It felt good though. Still crouched over, it stopped. I stood up and looked down.

I pulled the panties away and there was so much cum on the panties. The panties were purple and my cum stood out like crazy.

I got so scared I pulled my shorts back up, ran back to the laundry room and stuffed them at the bottom of her hamper hoping they'd just get buried and no one would notice.

I went back to my room and acted like I didn't just do that.

Literally 30 mins later....I was ready to go again. I said no. But I couldn't help it. I wanted the same pair with my cum on them.

I went back to the laundry room. Found them at the bottom. Shoved them down my shorts. Back in my room, I wanted to smell my own cum, so I put them close to my face. It smelt so strong, I kinda liked it

This time, I got completely naked, layed on my bed and put them on my face as I used one hand to jerk. Then I felt it again.

I took them off my face and brought them down to cum in them. I let go of it and watched it twitch. One big spurt came out and landed directly on the panties. The rest oozed out. At this point I didn't care. I wanted to cum in them as much as I could since they were getting washed anyways.

Once again, the fear set in. The regret. I jumped up, got dressed, back to the laundry room.

I had found a new hobby. I'd do this about 3 times a day if I was able to. I started to borrow my mom's panties too. Her panties were bigger and sexier. Had more ass. More juices. They smelled stronger. Like a woman. Something about jerking off in my mom's panties made me cum more than my sisters.

Sometimes I'd do two pairs, one on my face and one hanging. I felt like such a criminal.

One time I went into my mom's room and into her dresser and I found a sexy thing at the bottom of her dresser probably only for special occasions.

I enjoyed that time so much. Just being a kid, having fun.