On the subject of stealing dirty wet panties from someone you know….
…seven years ago my boss at the time invited all of our work to her place for a staff christmas party. She was very hot, a 27 year old blonde of medium height and very slim, with a very hot tight ass – she always wore pants that seemed several sizes too small for her, god bless her – and her blouse was always straining to contain her lovely breasts (many was the time that I was able to catch a clear view of those soft, creamy hangers….my god I dedicated more than a few wanks to that tasty hottie I can tell you!).
Anyway, there we all were, drinking her beer and gobbling down her BBQ steaks….when I felt the need to drain the ol’ trouser snake. Taking my leave I headed into the bathroom and locked the door. I was about to unzip myself when I suddenly noticed there was a laundry hamper beside the door. My pulse quickened and I quickly lifted the lid, rummaging like crazy :cheer: Suddenly my heart missed a beat – there stuffed down between some towels were three pairs of panties!
Two were full cotton briefs, one plain white, the other pink with little pink hearts!!!! Very, very cute! The third pair were a heart stopper – a leopard skin paterned satin thong. Yes, I had hit the motherload! Well, needless to say the satin thong was immediately lifted to my face, the crotch covering my nose and mouth – oh the smell!!!! Seriously – I thought I would faint. They were very, very smelly and a little damp!!!!!!! B) Either she had had a wank in them before we had all arrived, or she had worn them for the previous two days straight!!!
My c*ck was now rock hard and threatening to rip through my jeans, so I quickly unzipped my fly and pulled it out. Grabbing the pink briefs I wrapped them around my shaft, making sure the crotch was covering my throbbing head and began to wank furiously, pushing the crotch of the satin thong into my mouth, licking and sucking at her stains with abandon….within maybe a minute I had shot a thick wad into the cotton briefs.
I then quickly returned them to the hamper and stuffed the satin thong into a pocket. I splashed my face with cold water before returning outside, once I was sure my face was no longer flushed. From then on every time I looked at my boss I remembered the smell of her and found it hard to hide the swelling in my pants….my god what a hottie 🙂
That thong has served me well these past seven years – often I wear it over my mouth, or rub my c*ck with it as I surf panty porn….ahhhhh, stolen panties….nothing finer! 😉
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