Fetisch Erfahrungsbericht *Damen Unterwäsche* (Patreon)

Mit diesem Beitrag möchte ich mit der neuen Kategorie der Fetisch Erfahrungsberichte starten.Danke an alle, die mir schon die Entstehung ihrer Vorliebe beschrieben haben. Sende gern auch deine und sag mir ob ich deine Erfahrung anonym veröffentlichen soll oder ob es ok ist, deinen Vornamen dazu zu sagen :)Ich finde es so schön, dass wir hier über alle Vorlieben sprechen können und ihr euch gegenseitig unterstützt. Wir starten mit dem Paul und seiner Vorliebe für Damenunterwäsche.

Fetish Report Women's underwear

With this post, I'd like to start the new category of fetish experience reports. Thanks to everyone who has already described the origins of their preference. Feel free to send yours as well, and let me know if I should publish your experience anonymously or if it's okay to include your first name. :) I think it's so nice that we can talk about all preferences here and that you support each other. We'll start with Paul and his preference for women's underwear.Here the english translation:At 13, I was still wary of visiting relevant websites because I was embarrassed by the idea of ​​my parents seeing what I was looking at. Eventually, I came across the Intimissimi catalog.

It definitely did the job ;)

And at the tram stop on my way to school, there was an Intimissimi store.

At some point, I gathered my courage and bought a pair of lace panties that were worn in the catalog by a model I particularly liked.

I didn't just want to see them, I also wanted to be able to touch "her" panties.

Entering the store felt like a huge step for me, and my heart was racing.

Luckily, a very nice saleswoman came over right away and seemed to notice that I was nervous. So I bought the panties and went home. At first, I just held them in my hand while I jerked off to the catalog.

But at some point, the temptation became too great, and I put them on. I still remember how beautiful they felt on my skin, and how naughty.

And stroking my own lace-panty-covered bottom felt to me like touching a woman's bottom.

Then I started wondering what it must feel like for women to wear a bra. So I measured my bust and went back to Intimissimi and bought the matching bra (also funny: the saleswoman had already figured it all out, because after we picked out the item, she showed me straight to the fitting room.

("How do you know if it really fits you without trying it on?").I felt so caught out, I almost died of embarrassment, and I was so glad I was the only customer. I bought it without even trying it on.But secretly, I was so grateful for that cool saleswoman.

I tried it on right away at home and felt such an incredible closeness to the opposite sex.

And it's remained that way to this day (and I've been defending my Intimissimi gold status for years :D)