My obsession

I shared this in a private conversation with a member here and decided to post it.

Early on from 6-*********** I can remember being fascinated with watching my mother get dressed for work, I used to get dressed quickly so that I could go and sit on her bed with a magazine or newspaper and feign like I was waiting for her to get ready. I would face away from her , but the placement of mirrors in her room was perfect for sneaking peeks at her. I was transfixed as I watched her slide the standard nylon panties over her ankles. Then further hypnotized as she pulled nylons on over her toes. If I was lucky I would get an occasional flash of her hairy bush, or one of her nipples. I loved watching how her nylon dress slips flowed over her hips as she moved around getting ready. I developed a fetish from there.

Around 11-************, I had a friend that lived across the street. He used to come over wearing his mothers panties, or sometimes he would wear my mothers panties. We would to touch and caress each other. We never fucked as we had not figured out at that age what to use for lube, not to say we didn't try. Typically we would dry hump each other, then jerk off. My friend was a year older and had already hit puberty. His cock seemed huge compared to mine and I loved watching him shoot a thick load onto his stomach while wearing panties