“Billy,” his mom called from the front door. Billy straightened his clothing.
As he walked through to the door his mom continued, “Mrs. Weiss wants to ask a favour of you.”
“Oh hi Billy...” At fifty, Karen Weiss was older than his mom but as now, not only always immaculately dressed but always so damned sexy. “...would you be an angel and come feed my cat during the day? We have to be away for a week and Shadow has to be fed regularly.”
The Weiss family lived in the house opposite, there were Karen, her husband and son who was Billy’s age of nineteen, and Amanda her twenty-one year old daughter. Billy took every opportunity to lust after the two women, using powerful binoculars to check them out.
“Well...,” he put on his best ‘not interested’ face.
“Oh please honey, please, I will reward you,” pleaded the woman.
Lurid images flooded Billy’s mind of Karen’s body, naked but for a pair of silken, lacy panties as she gave head to him on her bed.
“Okay sure, if you want me to.” He smiled inwardly, still enjoying the images in his head.
“As soon as the family have left and I have the opportunity, come over and I’ll show you where everything is located, okay?” Mrs Weiss leaned forward to kiss Billy on the cheek. Her perfume was heady, his eyes dropped to the cleavage so sexily displayed. Her boobs weren’t large but he guessed she wore a bra that squeezed them together and upward, as his hands would squeeze them around his cock if only...
Billy stuck his hands in the pockets of his baggy pants and grabbed his cock which had aroused itself. “Sure, around an hour?”
Karen blew him a kiss and crossed the road to her house, Billy lusted after the sight of her butt wiggling to and fro as she tottered on high heels.
-oOo-
In his room, Billy opened his underwear drawer and his fingers dived towards the back desperate to locate a garment, the feel of which would set his pulse racing. His digits close on the garment and he pulls it out of the drawer, almost guiltily he looks around the room as if fearing someone was looking. He presses the panties to his face; there is still the vestige of her pussy juice adhering at the crotch. He has desperately avoided the need to wash them. But he grabbed tissues and pulled himself off at the images still in his mind. The panties had belonged to his girlfriend, now ex-girlfriend, Amy.
Eighteen year old Amy had had a reputation among the guys. She would allow them to masturbate her but would never allow intercourse; some had claimed to masturbate her ass.
However, Amy was excited when she found herself in a “marriage” situation, she and Billy as a couple, a home of their own and free to do what they liked. She came on to Billy with a passion that surprised and shocked him. After kissing and feeling each other up, she wanted to see his parents’ bed. He was horrified when she jumped on it until she started to lift her dress and rub her pussy. He couldn’t resist, he had always wanted to put his mouth on the crotch of a pair of panties filled out with a succulent pussy.
Amy loved his mouth on her and was soon begging for his fingers to penetrate her deeply, but as she lifted her ass to remove the garment Billy stopped her, saying that he could do it with her panties on.
His nose nudged her ‘landing strip’ and grazed her clitoris and his fingers pummelled hard and deep, so much so that he felt her pussy on his fingers go into spasm as she experienced an orgasm. She told him to keep going, she wanted more.
Billy had an idea, he continued to finger fuck her and as he did he kissed her mouth and then whispered in her ear that it was great being married, they could now fuck. Amy didn’t even think what she was doing, so high was her libido. She wanted him, his cock, and her “husband” inside her. Once again she tugged at her panties to pull them off, once again Billy insisted that it would add to the experience if he shafted her with the panties pulled aside.
The joy of feeling this slick, tight pussy spasming on his cock was incredible and forced Billy to cum at the same time. As the two lay there sated Billy gently pulled off Amy’s panties and felt the crotch, it was slick with her juices. Standing up, naked, he pulled the panties up his legs to his hips and pulled them tight to his balls, his still erect cock sticking out of a leg hole, they felt so damned good, the juices cold on his balls.
That was his downfall; Amy went ballistic screaming at him for being a fucking weirdo. Grabbing her dress she ran for the door, Billy offered her the panties but she yelled that no way did she want them after being on his dirty balls and cock.
-oOo-
Karen put an arm around Billy’s waist and hugged him, “Billy you are so sweet honey, thank you for coming over and doing this for me.” The smell of her body had him on the point of coming in his boxers.
Billy’s cock did a flip as his eyes rested on what was obviously Karen’s change of clothes; a crisp, white, translucent blouse, a skin-coloured half-cup bra, cream slacks, and best of all, cream French-leg, mini panties in lace. His fingers itched to hold those panties.
“Now you won’t forget tonight will you honey, he needs a reserve, okay?” Karen looked concerned.
He assured her that he would be there and offered to ‘spend a little time’ comforting the cat. The neighbour was reassured and pulled Billy’s head to her, it was squashed at that perfumed cleavage, and his tongue almost licked her tits. Pulling his head back between her hands Karen planted a wet kiss on his nose; how he prevented himself coming was a mystery.
Once again, when he got in his house he had to resort to jerking off with Amy’s panties at his nose, the thought of having free reign in that woman’s home where not only her undies would be available but those of her daughter had Billy shaking with excitement.
-oOo-
“Yeah, across the road to see to the cat,” was Billy’s reply when his mom asked if he was going out. “Got to see he eats and drinks then spend a little time with him so’s he don’t get lonely,” he continued.
Using the key he had been given Billy entered the house across the street from his parent’s house, it was silent and cool. Shadow, the black cat, rubbed against his legs and meowed. He spoke quietly to it while getting it some food and water. He could detect the heady perfume that Karen had used before leaving the house; it led him to her bedroom where it was at its strongest. Already, his cock responded to his fingers gripping it through his pants.
Despite knowing that nobody would return to see him skulking around the property he was nervous. Billy made for where he supposed the woman kept her undies. Pulling open a drawer he was rewarded by the sight of a collection of panties albeit not laid out neatly as he would have thought but apparently just thrown there. He select a handful then took each pair and laid them out neatly on the bed. Most were of the French-leg design and it excited him to imagine running his hand up her leg and under the leg to feel the soft flesh of a buttock. He searched the drawer but was disappointed to find no thongs, yet remembered Karen’s sister having worn them when she visited; didn’t the sisters have similar tastes?
Stripping off his clothes he pulled on a pair of Karen’s undies, they felt so good pulled up tight to his balls and pressed to his now erect cock. Through the undies he began to stroke his cock then as his need grew, he pulled his cock from the undies and wrapped it in a silky pair and continued to pump his meat. In the large closet door mirror he admired himself dressed in white lace panties, hammering his tool. His orgasm arrived quickly but he managed to catch it all in a tissue. What he wanted now were strings or thongs.
Billy was pretty certain where he would find thongs, Amanda’s room. The next room he looked in was Amanda’s brothers and Billy laughed as he found deep in the boy’s undies feminine underwear; he knew he wasn’t alone in his fetish.
Finally Billy located Amanda’s bedroom, and it was obvious, the colours, the decor, the style, he located the drawer he wanted. He was in heaven, she had the whole range of panties, from plain schoolgirl, no frills to the latest with little to cover her pussy and twin strings to grip her hips, to the sexiest thongs. He pulled on and off dozens of designs and colours, rubbing them against his cock, feeling the exhilaration of them touching his balls, imagining Amanda’s pussy filling the crotch.
-oOo-
Billy ‘borrowed’ a number of pairs of Amanda’s undies, taking them home and wearing them, even wearing them when he went to town. He didn’t dare cum in them as he had to return most of them before the owner got back home. ‘Most’, because he raided her panties drawer and took a thong and a silky pair that seemed to be almost forgotten at the back of the container. These he considered ‘borrowed’.
With the family due to return the next day Billy did his duty and fed the cat, then returned Amanda’s undies, except the ‘borrowed’ ones. As he had exclusively concentrated on the young girl’s undies he made for the mom’s room for a last session with the garments of the woman he would most like to fuck, Karen.
Naked, he searched through the large collection of her panties, he smoothed them on the bed, he pulled selected pairs onto his hips, and he stroked his rigid cock through them or with them, watching his image in the big mirror. Billy laid his favourite pair on the bed and with his cock positioned at its crotch he began to simulate fucking, as if Karen herself was in them. On the point of shooting his seed into the garment, the shock of a hand coming down hard on his butt almost killed him with the terror. Then the hand grasped his long hair and pulled him to his feet. It was Karen, Mrs. Weiss!
It took the woman only seconds to see what was going on; his nakedness, his erection; her panties; his efforts to ‘fuck’ a pair of her undies.
“Stand still Billy Mason, don’t move an inch.” Karen ordered.
Billy’s legs shook with fear, they could hardly support him. His mouth gaped open, his eyes opened wide. Despite everything his erection didn’t wilt.
Karen went to a closet, opened it and reached in. What she held in her hand as she removed it from the closet had Billy almost faint. Moving to him the woman balanced the riding crop over Billy’s erect penis and told him if it fell it would make things all the worse. He feared that he would become flaccid and drop the crop.
Karen walked around him, looking him over. Then standing where he could see her and her reflection she began to strip off her clothes. First her shoes she kicked off, then reaching under her dress she rolled down one stocking, then the other. Billy’s shaking legs almost caused the riding crop to fall. Karen unzipped the dress and grasped the hem in both hands. Slowly she raised the hem revealing her slim, white thighs, the silky nylon crotch of a pair of lacy panties, the legs of which bit into her soft flesh. Above the waist band of the panties was revealed the pinkness of her firm belly. Billy strove to maintain his balance and that of the crop. Next in view was not the material of a bra as Billy expected but the woman’s full, rounded breasts with dark areola and nipples that betrayed her raised libido.
Throwing the dress to the bed Karen moved closer to Billy, the heat from her almost surrounding his body. She grasped the crop and in one swift, shocking action gave his cock a smart slap. Billy gasped. It stung yes, but it also gave pleasure.
He did as commanded, without hesitation. The first three strikes of the crop on his bare ass stung like hell, but he gritted his teeth and only gasped softly. The next five hurt like hell but Billy was shocked to find that he almost pumped his seed in an orgasm. Ten stinging slaps he received then the woman’s hands were massaging his buttocks. One hand moved to his cock.
“For a young pervert, you're well hung Billy Mason, this penis would be welcome at any girls’ door. So, do you only fuck empty panties or is there more of a man in there?” her head brushed his belly and he stood upright.
From the closet Karen brought a pair of black plastic gloves that moulded to her hands as she pulled them on. Grasping his cock in a gloved hand she spat on it for lubrication then began to stroke it carefully, slowly. On her knees her head moved forward until she could take his penis between her red lips. Billy groaned, if only he hadn’t been so near to coming on the panties. The woman fellated his cock so expertly, so excruciatingly, so pleasurably that Billy fought to hold the fluid threatening to burst out of his balls, past her sweet lips and into her manipulative mouth, flooding her tongue and throat.
-oOo-
Billy’s mouth clamped hard on the panties and on the hairy, puffed up pussy they contained. The panties were slick with copious amount of fluids that streamed from her pussy. His fingers took over from hers at her clitoris, while others pushed the material between her labia. Karen gave a scream of lust and enjoyment. Roughly pulling aside the panties Billy bunched four fingers and drove them deep into her pussy. Karen yelped with delight.
Near to her climax and wanting to feel him orgasm inside her, to feel his semen flood her, Karen urged him to fuck her, pulling aside her soaked panties to allow his iron-hard erection to pierce her vulva. Pistoning his dick into the woman, grunting with animal fever Billy pumped the contents of his sac into the very depths of the woman he had desired for so long.
Wow. I like... M_N_bi
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