This is a story about the twin sister of a friend of mine I grew up with. Her name was Sarah. They had pretty progressive parents. When all of the other girls were wearing panties with prints of flowers or strawberries on them Sarah was wearing panties with sheer fabric that exposed her virgin pussy below.
I know this because she used to flash me her panties from time to time. She had a pretty heavy crush on me. She was always such a little tease about it too. I tried kissing her more than once, but she always rebuffed my advances. Many nights I lay awake dreaming of her hairless pussy. Wondering what it smelled like. Wondering what it tasted like. Wondering if I would ever get to see it without the .5 millimeters of see through fabric between me and her little virgin pussy.
For a long time the closest I ever got to having any sort of sex with her was when she noticed my cock got hard after she flashed me her pussy. As she walked by me she grabbed it rather hard. Painfully hard actually. Then she sprinted upstairs and went into her room.
I headed for the bathroom where I expelled yet another load of jism into the toilet dreaming of burying my cock deep inside her teenage loins.
Finally we had an encounter one night when she caught me examining her worn panties. I had slipped into her room while everyone else was downstairs and found them laying on the floor. I smelled them and they smelled like a mixture of her pussy oils and pee. It was intoxicating. I literally felt a rush like I had just sorted a line of cocaine. My blood raced in my veins. My heart beat so loudly that I didn’t notice her footsteps coming up the stairs.
In the darkness I was lost in a different universe. I brought the crotch of her panties to my mouth and licked them. They had a strong pee taste and something else I would later learn was the musky taste of pussy. My cock was massively hard. It was leaking precum onto the front of my shorts. I wanted to stay in that void of alternate reality for a day, or a week, or a year!
Then suddenly her bedroom light flicked on and I was like a deer caught in headlights. Her panties were still an inch from my face. My cock was bulging in an effort to tear out of my shorts. There was no way to hide what I was doing. There was only hope that Sarah would not tell anybody else about my fascination with her panties.
At first Sarah looked surprised. Then her face changed to anger. Then as she looked down at my wet shorts she got a wry look on her face as she stepped into her room and locked the door behind her.
Sit, was all she said while pointed to her bed behind me. I did as instructed and began to beg for mercy. She shushed me with a finger to her lips and then asked me if her panties made me horny. I nodded yes and she looked at me with squinted eyes studying me. I think she was trying to figure out why I was holding her panties to my face. Was I sniffing them? Tasting them?
After a bit of trying to decipher what I was doing on her own she just came right out and asked, "What were you doing with my panties?"
I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t tell her that I was sniffing them. I couldn’t tell her that I was tasting them. I couldn’t even tell her that I was inspecting the gusset. All of those things would be way too perverted. She would think I was a crazy sex fiend stalker!
"I was just admiring them," was all I could muster.
She inquired, "Why is your dick hard then?"
I didn’t have a good come back for that question and just sat there embarrassed as I had ever been.
"Where you sniffing them?" She asked me and I tried not to flinch, but she saw something and further asked, "Did you want to know what my pussy smelled like?"
Now I was just wishing I could die. I didn’t want to answer that, but my body language already did.
Then she really flew me for a loop with, "Do you rub them on your prick?"
So badly I wanted to tell her no. Something inside me didn’t want to because in reality I did want to rub them on my hard cock. I wanted to shoot my cum where her pussy was only hours before.
It was time for negotiations. Not that I wanted to negotiate anything.
"I won’t tell anyone," she started, "if you will show me how you rub them on your dick. Once you cum in them I want you out of my room. You’d better hurry before my brother, or worse, my mother, comes looking for you!"
My heart skipped a beat. I was way too embarrassed to whip my dick out in front of her. I was afraid it wouldn’t be big enough.
"Okay, then I will just go tell my dad what you were doing." She said dismissively turning towards her bedroom door.
"Wait!" I yelped trying to buy some time.
She turned and look expectantly at the bulge in my shorts smiling like she was just given her first car to drive. I hesitantly unzipped my pants hoping at some point she was going to tell me she was just joshing me. It didn’t happen.
I pulled my dick out hoping she wouldn’t laugh at the size. Instead of laughing she breathed in deeply and beamed a big smile before telling me how big it was. Apparently it was, "Soooo big!"
That was great! Knowing I wasn’t going to disappoint her was nice. I also smiled. But now it was time to stroke my cock and I hadn’t even stroked it in front of somebody else before. At that point in time I was sure I was the only one that masturbated in my school. I knew girls masturbated in pornos, but figured it was just because they were sluts. Sarah was a nice girl.
Slowly I began to stroke my cock with her panties wrapped around it.
"Hurry, before somebody comes!" She commanded.
I started whacking off with no abandon. It only took about a minute for me to be ready to cum. Once I was there she took two steps towards me wanting a better look. Her panties were see through and a little on the scratchy side, but I didn’t want to disappoint. When my cum shot out she could see the white globs through the material and seemed to be pretty impressed with the display.
Once I was done I handed the cum soaked panties over to her. She took them and put them on her desk. Then she pulled off the ones she was wearing before handing them over to me as a souvenir.
Without saying a word I bolted out of her room and into the bathroom to wash up before somebody caught us. While there I smelt the new pair before tucking them into my pocket.
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