|
She was two years older
than me, and she loved to tease and show off. I was in foster care, and
living at her house. She always had music on in her room and had the door
open or at least cracked. I could watch her from the living room. She
talked on the phone a lot. She was often on her bed and I spent a good
deal of my time infatuated with her panties. Some times they would be
peeking from the top of her jeans, or they would be pulled way up above
them so they were unmistakable. I think she liked to turn on her father
as much as tease me. She also wore dresses and would lie on the floor
with her legs up on the bed with her dress and petticoats in a bunch
around her waist. I would come in to ask her questions, my voice cracking
in my excitement and she would usually yell I'm on the phone, but I
learned that I could use this ploy and just watch from the doorway. I was
so captivated by watching her that I'd get an erection and it would
tingle like crazy and I'd begin to touch myself down there and imagine I
was wearing her panties.
She'd throw her panties in the closet. The door had a mirror on it. Some
times when she was out I'd sneak into her room and look at them, fondle
them, smell them, put them on my head and look in the mirror, then hold
them up and imagine having them on. Some times when she was bored she'd
let me come in her room and I would look in her closet at her panties.
She'd ask me if I had been in her panties, and I'd say no, but I knew I
wasn't a good liar. I was terrified that she'd tell her father, then who
knows what would happen to me. One night she asked me that and after
denying my obsession she told me to get on the bed and pull my pants
down. I was horrified be the sternness in her voice and I began to do
what she said. I was lying on my back and I was watching her eyes as I
pulled them down. She was looking right at my peter very authoritatively.
I was both scared and excited. I loved to see her look at me and I felt
like a girl who was helpless yet aware that her authority was exciting
for me and I wanted her to know that I liked it so I tried to do it as
seductively as possible. I was fashioning my appearance to look like a
little girl who wanted to be seduced as she was punished.
She told me to turn over and she began to spank me. At first she spanked
me hard but then she began to do it softer and I began to whimper. When
she stopped she told me to turn over as she gently helped turn me. I was
beside myself . She told me to lay still while she went her drawers. I
could hear her rummaging through them. She returned with a silky pink
nylon nightie of hers that was beautiful. She fashioned it around me like
a diaper and fastened it with safety pins. "If you want to act like a
little sissy you might as well look like one" she said. She ran her hand
gently around my penis "you like that don't you " she said. I was still
scared but sad yes. "Next time I catch you in my panties, I'm going to
dress you up like a little girl and make you play outside in the back
yard all day" she looked down at me sternly fondling me and I weakly said
O.K.
©
PantyParadise-BigMac |