In the early eighties, I was a chubby, shy sixteen-year-old virgin with only a few friends, but what I had was a love of ladies’ knickers (even now well into my fifties, I still love knickers, but at least now, I can buy for myself). This is a story of when I got caught stealing them.
I could not get enough of them, and so I went around looking for clotheslines in backyards to see what I could steal so that I could wear them and wank into them. The fact I may get caught made it all the more fun. I usually made my way to different parts of town so that if I got caught, it would not be by people who knew my parents. One specific Saturday, I was too lazy to venture far from home, so I made my way a couple of streets over from my house. The houses backed on to each other with an alley running between them. I would walk these and peek over walls to see what I could find.
It was getting late, so I decided one more alley before home. The last one only had yards on one side as the other was a local factory, so I thought a quick walk down and, if I see nothing I would head home, retrieve a pair from their hiding place and have a good wank while wearing them. On nearing the very last house, I could see washing hanging up. My heart started racing as I approached. I looked over the wall, and I could see several bras and panties of various sizes and styles hanging up between the other washing.
My heart raced, and my cock was slowly growing in my pants and straining against the material. From what I could see, they looked like an older lady’s knickers (lots of lace and such) and a younger girl’s knickers (soft cotton material) but I didn’t see any men’s underwear. Now, this was something new; if I could steal one pair of each, I could fantasize about doing it with a girl and her mother while I wrapped their knickers around my cock.
I looked carefully about the alley and then back over the wall, trying to see if anyone was moving in the kitchen (the only window overlooking the yard). As I could see nothing, I tried the back gate, and to my great joy, it unlocked. I slowly pushed it open and moved inside, watching and listening for any movements, ready to turn and run. As I heard or saw nothing, I continued in, the closest line had several pairs of knickers and bras hanging there, the bras did not interest me, but I saw what I desired, a red silk thong and next to it a pair of pink cotton knickers.
I grabbed the thong and brought it to my face to feel the smoothness of the silk. By now my cock was straining against my pants, so I freed it, unzipped my fly, and pulled my rapidly hardening cock out. Now, I did not have the longest dick in the world as it was only about seven inches when fully hard but, it was at least twice as thick as any other boy I saw in the showers after PE class. I draped the red thong over my hard cock and wrapped it around, then reached up to grab a pair of cotton knickers which I brought to my face and stroked them across my cheek. And that is when it all went wrong.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” came a high shrill voice.
I looked around, and standing at the kitchen window was Nicola Windwood, a girl I knew from school. Nicola was the same age as me, but not in the same class. She was about five feet two inches tall, slim body, narrow hips, small breasts, and a tangle of long bushy brown hair.
I froze to the spot where I was. There I was, standing with my cock sticking out of my pants and a terrified look on my face. There was a pair of red knickers wrapped around my hard cock and another pair in my hand. I nearly fainted! My next thought was to run away, but my legs were like jelly. I just stood there staring open-mouthed. The next thing I realized Nicola was no longer at the window but was walking towards me through the yard.
She stood in front of me and demanded to know what I thought I was doing.
I just looked at her and muttered something unintelligible about being sorry and that I do not know what came over me. It was then I noticed she was not looking at my face; she was staring down at my cock. The funny thing was my cock was getting harder the redder my face got.
“Are those my mother’s knickers wrapped around your hard cock?”
“Yes, I am sorry, I did not mean to; they just looked so good hanging on the line, and I wanted to feel them.”
Then she noticed the pair in my hands.
“Are those my knickers?”
“Yes,” I mumbled,
Then, a frown crossed her face, and she asked, “Why is mine not wrapped around your cock? Are they not sexy enough for you?”
“It’s not that. I took the red pair first and had to put them somewhere, so I could grab the pink ones, I think they are just as sexy.”
“I doubt that; even I know my mom’s underwear is a lot sexier than mine, and those are not even her sexiest.”
At that thought, my heart started racing again and my cock got even harder (if that is at all possible) and a little pre-cum started dribbling out and on to the red thong wrapped around it.
Nicola saw this and said, “What’s that, are you pissing on my mom’s knickers?”
I looked down to see clear soft cum dribbling from the end of my cock.
“That’s just a little pre-cum, it always comes out first and helps lubricate it for when I wank.”
She looked me right in the eye and I swear she was smirking when she said, “Yes, mine gets wet too!”
I was utterly gobsmacked. This girl standing before me looking at my dribbling hard cock had just basically admitted to playing with herself. She then looked down again and said, “Look at the mess, I am going to have to wash them again.”
She held out her hand, I sheepishly removed the thong from around my cock and handed it to her. She looked at the stain and lifting it to her nose, gave it a sniff.
“Smells different to mine,” she said.
“I wouldn’t know,” I said, “I have never smelled yours.”
She looked at me, then without saying a word, put her hands up under her skirt, removed the panties she was wearing, and said, “Why not give these a sniff?”
I reached out and took them from her, raised them to my nose, and sniffed. I thought I had died and gone to heaven; they smelled a little musty and sweaty, but underneath, they had a sweet vanilla aroma which I assumed came from whatever soap she was using. Unthinking, I reached down, and still with the knickers under my nose, I began stroking my cock.
Nicola looked at me and said, “If you want to do that, perhaps we should go inside where no one can catch us and, I can watch you play with it?”
I was too far gone at this point to answer, so nodded my reply. I followed her into the house, through the kitchen, and into the lounge.
“Why not take your pants off it will be easier?”
I kicked off my shoes and took my jeans and underpants off in one movement, standing in front of a girl I barely knew, naked from the waist down. I wrapped the panties she had been wearing around my cock and started moving my hand up and down. Having her recently-used panties and having her watch me meant I didn’t last very long, and soon my cum was shooting all over my knicker-clad hand. Nicola suggested using the panties to wipe it all up, which I did; she took them from me and smelled them, then pushing out her tongue, she gave my spunk a little lick off the knickers.
“Oh, that tastes nice.”
Seeing her do this made my cock stay hard. Nicola looked at my hard-on and asked, “Does it always stay hard like that? Becky, my friend from school, says boys' cocks go soft as soon as they cum.”
“Usually it does but, watching you sniff and lick my cum from your knickers and knowing you have none on is keeping me hard.”
"Wow," she giggled. “Do you want to see my pussy?”
I nodded like a village idiot and watched as she lifted her skirt and gave me what was the first in-person view of a pussy I had ever seen; it was almost hairless, just a small downy covering of dark curly hair and red puffy lips.
Throwing caution to the wind, I said: “You can play with it. I would love to watch.”
She sat on the couch spread her legs, and while still sniffing the cum soaked knickers, she started rubbing her pussy with her other hand. Then she slid her middle finger in and pulled it out; I could see her fingers were soaking wet as she slid them from her pussy lips. She lifted them to her mouth and licked it off. My cock was now as hard as it ever had been. I moved closer and got onto the floor between her legs to get a closer view.
Her pussy looked red and puffy as she slid first one, then two fingers inside, and went faster and faster. As she got faster, I grabbed my cock and started jerking it. I do not know how long we wanked together. I am not even sure who came first; her or me, but before I knew what was happening, she was shuddering with an orgasm while I let fly with a spurt of hot cum all over her legs. She smiled at me, reached down and wiped some off her legs with her fingers, put them to her mouth, and licked it off.