Peeping At Panties an Up The Skirt Fetish Story – #Erotica

His up the skirt panty pic fetish made my pussy tingle!

A book of up the skirt photos?!?  I thought to myself as I took it all in. “What is this!??”  I asked my boyfriend Andy as I ran my fingers over a beautifully bound photo album that I discovered in the closet with his things.  “I was cleaning out the closet when I came across it.” I said not knowing quite what to say or how to say it let alone which way to react to what I was seeing.  I had spent maybe an hour before I decided to confront him running my fingers over the beautiful leather cover and gold gilded pages that were creepily beautiful.  I didn’t really know what to think or what to make of what I was looking at.  I probably should’ve been upset, but there was a big part of me that was turned on by what I saw within the pages.  It seemed to be a very private collection of up the skirt photos in some sort of personal photo book he had made.

The pages were almost professional type quality photos taken of women maybe every place he’d ever been.   Their legs open just a bit, enough to show off their panties hidden underneath and up their skirts.  It was obvious they didn’t know they were being photographed and the whole thing should’ve really disgusted me, but instead, I found myself jealously aroused at the up the skirt shots clearly taken by my boyfriend.  God, I hope this was all before me, I thought to myself as I leafed through the pages.  One woman bending over in a purple mini skirt with her sheer black panties that had a pretty floral print showing from behind as she did.  Another girl in loose jogging shorts tying her sneakers with her legs spread just a bit too wide, exposing soft blue cotton panties between firm runner’s legs.  Another business woman in a pencil skirt that he was somehow able to photograph between her slightly open legs under a table where she was outside having lunch.  There were literally hundreds of up the skirt shots, even photos where wind caught the girl’s dresses, blowing them upwards and exposing the panties they were wearing under the flowing material.

“Well??” I asked in a now irritated manner, leafing through the pages, but closing it to look up at Andy for his response.  “That,” Andy began saying with an instant little pause of probably embarrassment and disbelief that I’d come across his dirty little book of up the skirt secrets.  “If I’m brutally honest babe, that is my fetish.  That is something that no one has ever known about and I’m sorry if it has hurt you in any way.  I just want you to know I have not sought out any new photos for my collection since you and I moved in together.”  He continued, grabbing my hand and sitting down on the bed next to me still holding his unbelievable little book of secrets in my grip.  I swallowed hard and stared down toward the floor trying to wrap my brain around the fact that I had a boyfriend who snuck pictures of women’s panties up their skirts.  I mean this was just wrong, so violating for a woman, still I must have been as bad as him because I found myself unusually intrigued by this side of him and wanted to know more.

“How…why??”  I asked completely bewildered and wanting to understand.  “I’ve never shared this with anyone before, so I hope you won’t think less of me, and I hope you understand what it takes to share this with you, it means you are so special to me, please remember that,” he added as he put his arm around me as if to ease the blow of what he was about to say.  “It all started when I was a teen.  It’s a day I’ll never forget because it changed me forever,” Andy continued on.  “I was in the stands at a hockey game.  Someone called my name, when I spun to see behind me, my eyes met with an incredibly beautiful middle-aged woman.  She was everything I’d find attractive in a woman.

My eyes followed her jawline down her body away from the stunning face and captivating smile that first caught my attention and continued on down to notice she was wearing a short denim skirt with smooth, fair-skinned legs that were open several inches.  At that moment I was eye level with this older woman’s panty clad pussy, and while she was totally distracted with the game and everything around her, I took in with wide excited eyes the pretty pink panties that I could very clearly see the crotch of in between her legs and up her skirt.”  Andy said as honestly as he could while I attentively listened, taking in every word.  “And so,” I said pausing in a way that indicated I was becoming turned on by his confession, “you….liked….it?”, I asked in a quivering voice, uneasy about confirming the fact that I was now aroused over Andy’s up the skirt panty fetish.

I leaned over and looked up him, running my hand up his thigh until I reached the bulge that had now formed in his pants.  “Mmmmm,” I said in a long, sexy, dragged-out way as my hand caressed between his legs.  “You do like it!  And…so, ever since your teens.. you have,” I began to ask with a breathless aroused pause, “snuck around taking pictures of women’s cute little panties up their skirts or loose-fitting shorts?” I continued as I undid the button and zipper of Andy’s jeans removing his hardened cock and beginning to stroke and rub it with my hand as we continued on with our conversation.  “You are a bad, bad boy! Taking all these sneaky, violating photos of panties that you’ve now printed in a book and hidden like a dirty secret you should be ashamed of.”  I said in sexy scolding type tone as I reached up my skirt and rolled my light green bikini panties off dropping them to the floor and straddling Andy’s lap pressing his hard cock into my now soaked pussy between my legs.

My eyes closed and we both moaned as I slid down the length of my boyfriend who just turned me on so much by confessing to taking photos of other women’s panties up their skirts.  I wasn’t sure what was happening to me, but I liked it.  “I want…you to…tell me about…these sneaky panty pics,” I said pausing from the pleasure of riding his cock in between breathless words to him and while riding his cock. Holding him close I reached down and opened his photo album and chose a woman.  “Her.” I said with a whimper.  “Tell me about her.”  I demanded riding up and down on his shaft, grinding my clit into his pelvis for relief of the arousal his secret panty picture book and confession had caused me.

“I had seen her walk by my a place I was working at a few years ago,” Andy began to tell me, doing his best to tell the story as his cock was deep inside of me. “I noticed the short skirt that was sort of flowing and bouncy, and I noticed her sexy legs.  I wondered what was in between them, I wondered what it….looked….like up there.”  He said cringing in pleasure and needing to pause every several words to keep himself together and from cumming too fast.  “I followed her to a bench where she sat and began texting on her phone.  When she went to cross her legs, they opened and a little breeze lifted that little skirt just a bit.  Enough for me to…….see……up underneath and between her legs.”  Andy added as I moaned and road harder and harder, becoming more and more turned on by his story.  “I sat on the bench across from her and while she was distracted I was able to….get that….picture.”  He said hardly able to get the rest of the words out from the insane pleasure of my pussy rapidly sliding up and down his cock.

“I don’t know why but it turns me on so much,” I said in a soft whisper as I leaned forward to give Andy small pecks on his lips in between my words.  “Did you go back to work and jerk off that cock of yours from the pretty panties she was wearing and the hot view of them up her skirt?”  I said bouncing harder from the intense pleasure of the image in my mind.  “Yes…I….,” Andy said unable to get the rest of the words out before his cock grew harder inside of me.  I began to cum with him, my hips jerking rapidly in and out and up and down as his hot load burst deeply into me.  “I love it when you cum in me!  And I love that you look up women’s dresses and sneak pictures of their pretty panties!”  I said as at the same time as I began to cum all over Andy’s cock and lap.  Turns out I loved my boyfriend’s up the skirt fetish!  So thankful I cleaned the closet that day!