About the “Panty Theft” Fetish

Just as the name implies, panty thieves are men that have a complete obsession with woman’s used panties. But this type of panty boy doesn’t wear the panties. This type of dude lurks in community or apartment laundry rooms, planning, and plotting his cotton, satin, and lace harvest that await him.

In addition to lurking laundry rooms, he loves sneaking into the boudoir of his object of obsession and stealing panties right out of their dresser drawers. He lives for the pillage of women’s panties. He rubs them against his skin; the feel of them turns him on. But most of all, he loves to sniff the feminine scent that might be left on the crotches.

Which leads to the place panty thieves love stealing from the most; the laundry basket. Nothing drives him more insane than to smell the feminine scent, especially after a long hard day. This guy is pretty straight forward with his needs and desires.

A neighbor of mine was really friendly to me for a while. I trusted him to come to my house, and help me with all kinds of “odds and ends” jobs inside of my home. We became so friendly, that I would ask him to stay for a snack, or lunch, or a beer. Sometimes he would keep me company to watch t.v., or a dvd movie.

But something else started happening too. I started noticing that everytime I did laundry, and he had been over, it seems I had less panties. At first it started off small, barely noticeable. But then, I knew this wasn’t something that was just in my mind; something really funny was going on! So, I questioned him about it; I felt so weird asking him about my panties, you have no idea. He would blush, and of course deny knowing anything about this.

But one time, I went to his apartment to ask him to do something for me. The door was slightly ajar, and he said for me to come in. That’s when I passed his halllway closet, and saw PILES AND PILES of MY USED PANTIES laying in his closet! I yelled at him, and when he saw what I discovered, he stammered that he just had to have them. He loved the way they smelled, and he needed to have a piece of me!

Well I was in too much shock to say anything, so I left. A little bit later, I got over it, and forgave him. And now, when he comes over, I’ll be sure to leave an extra pair of used panties around for him to find…

If you need someone to talk to about your panty fetish, you should call me now; I won’t judge you and I certainly understand!