Confessions of a Panty Thief

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Confessions of a Panty ThiefI was house sitting for my neighbors while they were on a week long cruise. I turned the lights on and looked in the dresser mirror and the door mirror..a faded t shirt and shorts with an obvious bulge without underwear. Pam and her family had gone on vacation for a week and entrusted me to watch the house and feed their two cats. I almost passed out when she had driven their lawn mower over into our yard….a dark blue 90s bikini top holding 2 perfect tits that bounced and jiggled with each bump. Frayed cut off jeans that were a normal length but when she was on her knees in the garden they stretched hard against that phat mommy butt that had 3 k**s but didnt look a day over 30. Her daily work attire always included stockings and pumps and a thin blouse that my imagination ran wild with. Teenage boys aren’t supposed to sneak into the neighbors house and play dress up with lady intimates with a massive erection but I was on full swing puberty and nothing was going to stop me from this opportunity. I had a crush on this hot mom and now I had full access to the ground zero of her femininity. The drawers were all in order from top to bottom with panties, slips and body shapers, stockings, pantyhose, you name it it was there. I had a recurring thought that she would walk in on me dressed in her panties and pantyhose and blackmail güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri me. Getting caught red-handed made my blood pump and my cock was aching. I tried on another pair of panties and a leopard print bra. The smell of her perfume and body lotion were intoxicating and I wanted to push the envelope. I looked behind the door and spotted a bright red satin bathrobe. I pulled out a pair of sheer black pair of control top pantyhose from her drawer and put them on loving the pressure and the silky sensation on my cock. I finally made my way into her walk in closet and found her massive collection of shoes. Pumps, mules, strappy heels, opened toed it never seemed to end. Most of her heels had feet and toe prints that turned me on even more. Just being in her closet with her scent on everything was the closest I had ever come to a dry orgasm at that age. Luckily for me my mom was the only parent home and she never checked in on me before heading off to work and her usual overtime. I had the entire day to indulge my curiosity and brand new fetish. The last few days before they came back I spent making sure I hadnt missed anything to wear and put back in it’s proper place. I made sure the items that I took weren’t going to be missed since they were crammed in the back of a drawer and at the bottom of her clothes güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri hamper. My new hobby/obsession had me hooked on the pure thrill and taboo pleasure of stealing panties from friends mom’s, moms in the neighborhood, and my mom’s friends. I came close to getting caught a couple of times but if anyone suspected that I was a panty thief they never said anything. A couple months into middle school I started to acquire more panties, stockings, pantyhose, and a couple of snap crotch bodysuits so to push my limit i started wearing select items under my clothes to school. The first and last time I wore the bodysuit the sheer fabric rubbed the sensitive part of my head as I was walking to the front of my history class to present a project. Looking back it was an insanely erotic experience having an orgasm in front of 25 people including my teacher Mrs. Gibson who seemed to barely keep her massive tits and giant ass in her clothes. Other than that particular mishap I loved sitting in class wondering what the girls and teachers would think if they knew I was wearing panties. There was only one person I confessed my kinky hobby with in my junior year. We had been friends for a couple years and I would spend the night at his house and we would download porn off Limewire and take turns jerking off. His güvenilir bahis şirketleri computer was in his dining room in the corner so you couldn’t see behind you. I always went first and after we had a routine he stopped waiting for me to tell him I was finished and just walk in and stand behind me. The first few times I slid the chair under the desk so he couldn’t see my boner but I never told him to stop. Just before summer started I spent a Saturday night at his house and once his parents went to bed I said I was going to go first. I was feeling extra horny so I took my shorts and boxers off and just had my t shirt. I pushed the office chair to the side so I could stand up and stroke knowing he was going to walk in on me. A few minutes into a Bella Donna lesbian video he walked in but wasn’t expecting to see me like that. He laughed nervously as I kept stroking and jokingly told him i wanted to switch it up a bit. At first he stood in the entrance but a couple minutes later he was standing next to me and I knew where his eyes were focused. I had some paper towels in my right hand just in time for me to bust a massive load in front of him. From that night onward we progressed to jerking off together and then it was mutual stroking and neither of us lasted long and our cum always seemed to make a mess but we got the hang of it after awhile. The last stage of our jerking experiences was when I started jerking off in panties or pantyhose that I had ripped a hole in. He only did it a couple times but I was a full blown panty thief who seriously debated whether I should wear what I had stolen from his mom but luckily I erred on the side of caution.

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