‘Mmm yeessss...’ I murmured as my cock began to throb in my hand, just as it had a hundred times before. It was guaranteed that more blood would rush to my genitals, giving me the largest erection possible, when the familiar scent of snatch filled my nostrils. I pleased my engorged member with a gentle caress by my right hand, while my left held the creamy crotch of my latest panty find to my face...

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My panty fetish started when I was sixteen. Of course, I lived at home with my parents and like all boys my age I had an obsession with the new kit between my legs. I remember staying up until the early hours of the morning, engaging in mammoth masturbation sessions. Having my family round meant I often had to tug when I got the chance, bash one out quickly here and there when I got a spare 30 seconds. But at night when everyone had gone to bed I would stay up late, stroking my cock for hours, building up to huge explosive orgasms that would cover me in hot young spunk. Those are stories for another day.

My incorporation with panties in these sessions I put down to Babestation. During some of these sessions I would sneak downstairs to take a look at the naughty sluts on TV. It seems silly now as it's all so tame in comparison to real porn. But at the time without a computer in my room I was a bit stuck for hot girls to look at, it had to do.

The fact that they stripped right down to their tiny little panties was amazing. I got to see plenty of hot girls, but the tease seemed to make it more exciting. Imaging what was inside their underwear was such a turn on. I longed for a peak!

The morning after one of these sessions I was getting dressed in my room when I noticed my neighbour, Grace, in the garden next door.

She was in her mid-thirties, 5’10, brunette and an absolutely gorgeous size ten with (as I would find out later) E cup tits! Of course I was young so I was horny for anything but she really was stunning. One of those girls who really takes care of themselves and I liked that. Her hair was really long, about half way down her back and always styled. She had very tanned skin, always had a perfect manicure and pedicure, she just clearly cared a lot about her appearance.

Grace was hanging out the washing. Blouses, skirts and then a red lace thong! My mind instantly stripped her and placed her in those gorgeous panties. I watched her in my half dream state, running her hands over her curves, teasing me, denying me even an imaginary look at her pussy. I only snapped out of it when I saw a pair of black frenchies, a purple thong and a tiny black g-string get strung up on the line. Instant erection! I was so horny I had to play there and then, watching her out the window.

Grace was far sexier than any of my Babestation girls and her panties seemed so accessible. I knew then I had to get my hands on a pair. Yes! I needed to get hold of her panties. No, not just her panties, her dirty panties! I moaned as my cock shot its hot load all over the carpet where I was standing. I hated the clean up but this was worth it. Naughty thoughts of getting Grace’s underwear filled my head and I couldn’t wait to borrow a worn pair from her.

I just needed an opportunity.