Gifts come in many forms. They can be as simple as a smile given to a stranger, or a hug to someone who really needs one, or some seriously blinged out crap. My favorite gift to receive is the gift of lingerie. Ever since I was a little girl I have had a fascination with it. I would watch my two older Sister’s get ready for dates. At the time, I really didn’t know the reason they were wearing such pretty things under their clothing was because they knew they were going to end up having sex. All I knew is that they looked beautiful.
I remember one time, my Mother was going on a date with my Father. They hardly ever went out alone, so this was special for her. She was smiling the whole time she was getting ready. I sat on her bed, and I could see the warm mist from the shower, and the outline of her body through the glass shower door. The smell of her shampoo, and soap was so wonderful. When she came out of the bathroom, she told me to go into her Lingerie Chest and retrieve some things. I had no idea what a Lingerie Chest was, so I stood there for a moment, until she smiled at me and pointed to a slender dresser type object in the corner.
While I walked toward it, I could hear the noise of her perfume leave the bottle. She would spray it into the air, then walk through it completely naked. I slid open the third drawer from the top to find a most beautiful, captivating sight. Within the dark red velvet covered drawers there were stockings, bras, panties, garters, the likes of which I had never seen. I could tell these were special. They were so soft, so many colors, deep greens, light blues, jet black, a whole rainbow of erotic clothing was there before me.
I think I may have stayed staring into the drawers a little too long, as my Mother had to walk over and get what she needed. She laughed a little at me, I was blushing as my little hands ran over the different materials. Then my Mother said, “Summer? Would you like to try something on?” I giggled and excitedly told her, “YES! May I Mama?”
She laughed and I can remember how each item felt. She allowed me to try on so many things. After a little while my Father came into the bedroom, he took one look at my Mother and told me to leave. There was something very weird about his voice, it didn’t sound right at all. He was staring straight at my Mother. At this point she was only wearing a bra, panties, garter, stockings and her heels. I left the bedroom and he shut the door, luckily for me, it didn’t fully latch shut. I peeked into the room and my Father was fucking my Mother hard against her Vanity.
Because of this memory, I have a fetish for lingerie. During the Christmas season, when anyone asks me what I would like, I always request gift certificates to various lingerie shops. I buy a lot of pretty things to wear. Every time I slide on a new item, my mind goes back to that image of my Parents fucking. I immediately get wet each and every time, and each and every time I get wet, I masturbate like mad. As you open your Christmas gifts this year, just know that I will be home, slowly unwrapping my gifts, knowing full well that in a little bit, I will be on the floor getting off over and over again.
Summer
