I miss my upskirt era. My time at Catholic high school definitely gave me a fetish that's going to last forever. I was an awkward nerd who wasn't gonna be getting laid, so I got my kicks from looking up the uniform skirts, mostly on the stairs. Suddenly I found all these girls hot and they were all wearing this article of clothing I never really noticed before, and it presented the possibility of a certain interesting type of exposure. The skirts were pleated and many girls wore them quite short, so they had a lot of play and movement that allowed for plenty of glimpses.
Eventually I made a list of girls at school and all the panties I'd seen each of them wearing. (I wish I still had that, but I must've deleted it when I thought this was all cringe. Now I don't care anymore lol.) I got too brazen and even developed a reputation as a perv among some of the girls who realized what I was doing. I remember entering the building one day and this hot girl was headed up the stairs, and I immediately planned to head down the stairs to look up her skirt, but first she saw me, kind of made a face, and held her skirt against her butt as she went upstairs. Oh well, I remember seeing her dark green panties once.
One of the cheerleaders wore her skirt super short, and I have so many good memories. One time she was standing on her tiptoes to brush the snow off her car with her her blue-green panties peeking out from under her skirt. Another time we put our desks in a circle for a class and she sat across from me and gave me an incredible spread-leg view of her light purple panties for minutes on end. I'm pretty sure she didn't intend to give me a treat and was just careless.
There was also my biggest crush. I looked up her skirt all the damn time, and she definitely knew about my habit, because one time she covered her butt when I was behind her, but then she seemed to stop caring and let me have my fun. My favorite panties of hers were grey with red trim. She was always sweet to me and gives me hugs when we see each other, though she's married now. Sometimes I wonder about the conversation that we'll never have about my perving on her in high school. Ah well.
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