For quite a few years now, I've been drawn to women's lingerie. When I was young, I went to a lingerie shop to buy my first pair of panties, a Lou Rose Satin from the Peter Pan collection. After that, I continued until I was 20, wearing lingerie appropriate for my age: colorful cotton panties and matching bras—lightweight, triangle-shaped, with thin straps and a simple hook at the back. I left my region to move to the Var, following my parents. I started wearing short, pleated skirts, very short though, with crop tops or romantic blouses! I wanted to take the plunge, to be seen by a guy. Back then there was no internet, and a guy from the St. Tropez area was keen to meet me at his place. Okay, I took my car, and as agreed, I would change at his house. So, a little junior set: pink cotton panties and bra! A little pleated floral skirt, a crop top (it was summer), I looked like a real little girl! I arrived at his place and changed. I was swaying in front of him, trembling all over! From fantasy to reality , but I didn't know I'd trapped myself. The more I showed myself off, the more I made his bulge rise between his legs. He started coming towards me, lifted my little skirt, and said, "What a cute little ass you have there!" Like I said, it was summer, he was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. And without seeing it coming, I felt a little thrust against my buttocks from behind! To make me feel his hard knot, I didn't say anything, then the thrusts became harder and faster! I was scared, then he grabbed my hand tightly and forced me into his bedroom! Then he told me, "Get on all fours so I can see you better. You're not going home until I fuck you, you little virgin!" I obeyed, and by then he'd already pulled down his shorts, revealing a very large penis that was even slightly curved upwards. He moved closer to me, making it slap against my panties. A real perv ...

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