My earliest recollection of my interest in womens lingerie was when I was 7yrs old I was playing hide and seek with my older brother in my Grandmas house . As I raced around looking for a hiding place in a panic I jumped into the wicker dirty clothes hamper. As I jumped in and closed the lid I landed on some clothes, sitting in there I was aware of a pungent odour not unpleasant , My Grandmas underclothes reeked of her womanly scent ,forgetting my game I bought the soiled panties and slips to my nose ,pulling them over my head enveloping myself in the silky feel ,and thus my fetish was born.
Over the years my mothers panties ,nighties slips became the object of my adulation.I loved it when my parents would go away for the day and leave me alone in the house I would move quickly to her draws and wardrobe ,I would try on her panties , smell the crotch of her used one ,my adolescent cock would be hard as I slipped her stockings on ,or slipped into a crotchless bodysuit ,which was my favourite . I would lye on there bed and wank myself into ecstacy .
I managed to keep my fetish to myself avoiding discovery growing up otherwise normally. I met a nice woman Carol got married ,and was heading for a pretty conventional sex life . Although sex was good I felt our activities could be spiced up a little ,I was scared to suggest anything kinky as I didnโt want to rock the boat.