Chapter 1: The Adventure Begins
I can still remember the first time I saw her. She was wearing a tight pair of blue jeans, so tight in fact that the material was very obviously splitting her ass cheeks down the middle. Fortunately for me I was sitting down at the time and so I was able to hide the massive erection that had grown in my pants as I watched her walk by.
For months after that initial meeting I couldn’t get the thought of her out of my mind, not only her hypnotic waist and deliciously large ass but her pristine pale skin and her beautifully intoxicating blue eyes.
Unfortunately for myself, I have never been the most forward or confident of people and so I had surrendered myself to the fact that watching her from from afar and fantasizing about her at night was going to be the extent of my interactions with her. That all changed the day she moved into the apartment next to mine.
Now let me make this perfectly clear. It wasn’t as though she moved in next door and I started banging her within a couple of hours of moving in. I am an extremely shy person by nature and my perversions tend to the sneaky kind that get most people arrested and/or shot and my experience with Stephanie is no different.
At first all I ever did was say hi to her as we bumped into each other in the hallway and let me assure you that was a feat of nerves for me. After a month or so I began to notice her daily and weekly routines. As I have stated before, I am a rather creepy son of a bitch.
The one thing which I noticed above all else was her bad clothes washing habits. I later found out that this was the first apartment complex which she had lived in which didn’t have its own washer and dryer combo in the apartment and so the whole idea of not leaving your clothes in the machines far too long hadn’t sunk in just yet and it was only a matter of time before my perverted mind decided to take advantage of the situation
It was 2am on that fateful night. I had been watching the washroom like a hawk and it had been three hours since she had been out of her apartment and I was sure that she was not going to get in the way of my mission.
I snuck slowly and quietly into the washroom and stood in the middle of the room. Thoughts were flying through my mind as I stood there. Was this something that I was really wanted to do? I was about to break the law and steal another person’s underwear. What if I got caught by her or someone else, how could I possibly explain away that fact that I was going through somebody else’s clothing? But all those thoughts went away rather quickly as I felt the growing hardness in my pants. There was no walking away from what I was doing.
Since Stephanie’s clothing were the only ones being washed it was easy to find the one which she had been using. I opened up the door and spent a few seconds enjoying the heat coming from the open door.
As I went through Stephanie’s clothing I had to admit that she had a very good and varied taste in her panties. She had everything from plain white granny panties to barely there red lace thongs. I guessed that it was one of those thongs was what she had been wearing that first time I was admiring her jean covered ass.
After a few minutes of contemplating my many options I decided to go with a simple pair of black boyshort panties. They were simple little cotton things but they were making my cock rock hard with sheer excitement.
Once I had chosen the pair which I wanted to steal, I stuffed them quickly into my pocket and made my way back to the relative safety of my apartment.
Now to say that I took my time and truly enjoyed the panties would be an understatement. I took most of the rest of that night to fill those soft cotton panties with a week’s worth of hot cum. I was so exhausted and satisfied by the end of it that I fell asleep with her panties still wrapped around my now limp member.
I was awaken rather abruptly by the sound of pounding on my door. Needless to say I awoke scared shitless and scrambled desperately to not only find clothes to put on and to hide the cum crusted panties.
“Give me just a second.” I said as I put on a pair of black sweats and decided to stuff Stephanie’s panties down the front of my pants. Most people would have thrown the damn things behind the couch but I wasn’t thinking clearly.
I opened the door and my jaw dropped in shock and disbelief. Stephanie was standing there in my doorway her hands on her hips, a straight and completely blank look on her face. “Can I come in?” her voice betrayed nothing about her state of mind.
“Sure.” I responded my voice cracking as I spoke. I knew I was about to have to plead with Stephanie so that she didn’t call the cops.
“Where are they?” she asked holding her hand out, her voice still flat and emotionless. I didn’t try to deny anything, I had been caught and I didn’t see the point in denying anything.
I slid my hand down my pants and pulled out the crumbled up panties. I placed them silently into her outstretched hand, my eyes downcast too scared to look her directly in the eyes.
She giggled, and my eyes shot up in utter amazement just in time to see her sniffing one of the dry cum spots.
This is the sweetest thing anyone has done for me in a very long time.” She said with a slight and mischievous smiled on her face. If I wasn’t already completely dumbfounded by the sight of her licking one of the dry cum stains would have sent me over the edge. She burst into full blown laughter after seeing the look upon my face. She then flashed me the cutest pout I have ever seen, something told me I was going to love what she said next.
“I would have preferred if the cum was fresh but that’s okay, I’m still going to wear them to work. You just have to promise me a fresh load to wear to bed, okay?” she said with that same mischievous grin upon her face.
“I would have it no other way.” I said finally grasping the glorious thing which was unfolding before me.
“She you tonight then.” she commented as she walked out of my apartment and disappeared back into her own place.
As I locked the door behind her I could feel the massive grin that had grown upon my face. “I should have done this sooner.” I commented to myself as I went to prepare myself for work.
END