Icarus21

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Gender: Bi-Sexual Male
Age: 30
Relationship Status : Single
Profile Visits : 397
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Number of Confessions : 3
About Icarus21:

I mostly post about my love for women's panties and stories about things I did growing up

Confessions by Icarus21:

Been Trying To Find My Therapist I Had As A Child

When I was a kid, around the age of 14, I had a therapist I would see regularly because I had a sex addiction. Like I was obsessed with sex and drawing sex, writing about sex. I had been found with several pairs of panties in my room. I had a notebook I would keep that had pages and pages of sexual fantasies. So I would see this therapist named Jody. It would only be her and me in this small room. She was really hot which idk why they would give a child who is addicted to sex a hot therapist. So our meetings would consist of her talking to me about my feelings etc. She gave me a notebook to keep and she wanted me to try and write fantasies that didn't involve sex. But it was hard. Then one time, she read my notebook and she saw that I had written about her. I did it on purpose. I wanted her to see. I wrote that I wanted to eat her pussy, wear her panties etc. I would get horny in session. I would be sitting at this table and she would be sitting across from me. I would slowly reach down and pull my thing out. Slowly jerk off. At first she didn't know. Each session I would get bolder. I mean one time, I managed to cum but that's when she figured it out because I started to cum and I started to shake a little and moan and the table moved and she looked at me and saw me kinda breathing hard. Then I brought my hands up on the table and there was cum on them. She told me to keep my hands up top from then on. But my thing was still out so I had to put it back. I quickly went down and had to pull my underwear up and button my pants. She yelled at me to keep my hands up. I came back up and there was cum on my fingers. The worst part was that she wanted me to write a fantasy that didn't involve sex in my daily journal. That's what we were working on in session all the time. So when she handed me the pen, she could clearly see cum on my hand. Then when I got up at the end of sessionn, you could see cum or a wet spot. She never once looked under the table while we were in session. So after about a year of this. I stopped seeing her. I don't really know if I improved. But I moved away to another state. Now I'm grown up and I have been trying to find her for the longest time. Just to reconnect. Even maybe just get a picture. I remember her full name and where she used to work. Idk if she still does. But I still fantasize about her.

Cant Stop My Panties Obsession

I'm obsessed with panties. I have been since I was a young boy. I'm 30 going on 31 and yes I'm still obsessed with panties. It's to the point where I'd be okay with never having sex again as long as I have panties to enjoy. I don't know what it is. I mean I guess I do. It's the smells. The feel of the fabric. Knowing where they've been. Who wore them. It's the thrill of doing bad things to them while no one's looking. Every pair is different. Playing with them almost feels as good to me as sex. Nothing can get me off quite as well as a pair of panties. Every time I quit my addiction, a few years later I'm back. Right now I don't have any but I'm buying some off of a girl next week. I told her to wear them all day and then give them to me. It all started when I was 13. I was living in a foster home with 2 girls and 2 boys. All the laundry was in the same room. At the same time. The clothes would just be sitting there. I was walking by one day and saw a pair of my hot foster sisters panties sitting on top. They were dirty and crumpled up. I put them to my face and it just lit a fire in me. So I took them. Used them for a few days. Snuck back in a returned them in a random hamper. I've cum in so many panties its unbelievable. Yes, I'm ashamed but even my own sisters and moms panties. In fact, I kinda liked my moms panties the most. I would lay on her bed naked with her panties on me, imagining she opens the door in shock. But I never once got caught. God I just want some now. I love them.

Panty Thief

I used to live in a foster home when I was 14 and I had this foster mom who was kinda attractive. I was her only kid. At the time she didn't know I had an obsession with women's underwear. I used to steal her underwear and put it in my pants or shorts and sometimes we'd be talking face to face and I was like, omg if she knew what was in my pants I'd be so dead and probably sent away. It turned me on like getting so close to being caught but just not quiet. Like I knew how far to go. Well it eventually caught up with me. She realized a pair was missing one time. I'm sure she knew for a while that some were missing and just figured she misplaced them. But I started getting cocky which is how I got caught. Because at first I'd always put them back exactly how I found them. But one time I messed up because I took some and I was walking around with them all day in my pants and then I went and jerked off in them and put them right on top of her hamper with the semen showing. At first I was like, I want her to see it and be like wtf and then I was like oh no that's a bad idea! So I tried to go back in the room but she was coming down the hallway so I just went to my room and waited for the inevitable. She came back out and didn't say anything so I wasn't sure if she had seen them or not. All day I tried to go back in but the living room was in eyesight of her door and her door made noise when you'd open it so I was internally freaking out. Eventually I made it inside without her knowing and saw the panties still there with my semen showing. I shoved them down in the hamper and walked away but idk something took hold of me and I went back because I wanted to see them one more time. I pulled them back out and started to smell them. My semen on them smelled good. Immediately I got hard. I wanted to take them so bad but I couldn't so I shoved them back in. A day later she asks if she can speak with me. I'm like um okay. Slightly nervous. She told me she had found them and asked if I was responsible. I said yeah...and she just said okay. That's all I wanted to know. She just asked me if I could stay out of her room from now on. Most awkward moment in my life ever. Every day I saw her, I was like, she knows I jerked off in her panties. She knows. She must think I'm a freak. But she didn't say anything after that. Ever. I continued to do it for a little while after before I moved away for college. We still talk to this day.