I had known Stephanie for a long time. In fact, I knew her before my best friend, Ben, did. He and Stephanie ended up getting together while I was in college and getting married. They later divorced, but this happened while they were still together.
First off, Stephanie … Talk about a hot girl. Thin, tan and phenomenal legs. I mean the best legs I have pretty much ever seen and they extended for more than 2/3 of her body, it seemed. Never ending long soft tan silky legs. Think of the hottest celebrity you know in the shortest shorts. That’s what I’m talking about. You know that girl.
Let me recap my panty fetish really quick and what got me here. I discovered one day that I had this fetish when my sister-in-law Carianne unintentionally flashed me while in her bathrobe. I was so horny because i saw her sweet pussy that I went to the bathroom to masturbate and found her just taken off panties in the hamper. (That story is also in this subreddit if you need another fix.)
So after that point, I said that I would get as many pairs of used panties that belonged to people close to me in my life. I can claim 4 people and Stephanie was No. 2.
Ben and Stephanie and me and my wife decided we were going to go to Niagara Falls. We drove all night long and arrived about 10 a.m. the following day. I would say it was a good 13 hour drive. I drove most of the way and when we arrived, everyone was beat. We had two big beds and I pretty much ran to mine with my wife and Ben headed to his.
Stephanie headed to the bathroom.
As I’m sitting on the bed waiting for the bathroom to be free, Stephanie comes out and throws a pair of panties on the floor, near the door where a future laundry bag would end up.
She went to lie down. And all I could do is stare. There, on the floor about 10 feet in front of me were Stephanie’s panties. The same panties she wore all night long on the ride here. They were pink and they were beautiful. And all I could think about were all the nights that I dreamed about getting between those legs and tasting her juicy pussy and wonderfully sweet asshole. Oh, and that about 2 minutes before this very moment, these panties were covering her sweet mound and in her ass crack.
By now, everyone is sound asleep. I needed to go to the bathroom and get those panties. But I was afraid that someone would see me grab them. I had to be very coy. But I needed them.
When it appears clear, I crawl on my stomach and reach out for the panties. Gotcha. Finally.
Now … in my hands are what I consider heaven. The freshly worn panties of this girl that I’ve dreamed of for the longest time.
We were all friends, but each night my cock slowly and rhythmically went in and out of my wife’s wet dripping pussy, I would imagine the pussy being Stephanie’s. “Oh Steph! You’re going to make me cum Steph!” I never shouted her name — at least I don’t think I did.
I didn’t know what to do with them first. I could smell them. I could taste them. I could just stare at them. I decided I needed to know how sweet her pussy smelled. First and foremost, I needed to know what Ben smelled when he lifted Stephanie’s gorgeous legs over her head and feasted on that heavenly pussy and asshole.
I wasn’t disappointed. Oh did her pussy smell incredible. Now, I needed a taste, even if it really wasn’t a true taste, it was closer than I’ve ever been. And it didn’t disappoint. It was musky and delicious.
So here’s where it gets naughty … yeah, we haven’t reached peak naughty yet.
I go into the bathroom and close the door. Almost. I positioned the mirror to be able to see Stephanie sleeping next to Ben. If for some reason Stephanie woke up she could see me in the mirror with my face in her most private parts. I’m also keenly aware that if Ben woke up the same thing could happen.
Next, I would do what I did with Carianne’s panties and loved so much. Hold them up and study them and try to imagine Stephanie’s body … to try to figure out exactly where her pussy ended and her hot asshole began. I wanted to see if I could detect the difference in taste between the vagina portion and ass portion. I was able to figure it out pretty quickly and take long, loving strokes with my tongue. First a little pussy then a whole lot of ass. All the while, my 8 inches is fully, fully erect.
I have this ability to hold my cum for as long as I want … I spent about an hour in there … Stephanie right outside sleeping and me smelling her pussy while I stroked my cock.
Now obviously, I could not keep these panties because it was the only item of clothing over there, Stephanie might realize that they are gone. So I figured … if I’m going to put them back, I’m going to put them back with a bang.
I wrapped these gorgeous panties around my cock and as I exploded into them, I thought those familiar words. “Oh Steph! You’re going to make me cum Steph!” Was I actually just thinking them or did I say them loud enough for all to hear as I’m in the middle of the orgasm of my life? To this day I don’t know.
So much cum was shooting through the fabric, the pink panties turned more of a rose color as they were drenched in thick, hot creamy goo. The kind where if Stephanie caught me and came in the bathroom, she could have shoved her dirty panties in my mouth and sucked me off into her throat so all my sounds would be muffled and taste like heaven.
But alas, it was still just me. And Stephanie. And her dirty now soaked salty panties. And the girl herself in the bed sound asleep. And me, jealous as my best friend slept next to her and would eventually have that pussy all to himself again.
Now I had to put the panties back. Except now they are dripping with cum. If Stephanie or my friend or my wife walked by them anytime in the next hour or so, they would smell the cum. And if Stephanie picked them up to put them in a bag anytime in the next few hours, she’d see and feel my hot, thick cum.
I really didn’t care. I wanted my cum to be soaked into those panties for all eternity — or until the next wash. Previously, when I’ve masturbated into panties, I chose a clean pair because it’s that pair that will get put on before being washed.
That was the only time I ever had Stephanie’s panties. She and my friend were divorced and I haven’t seen her in a long while. But I will also have the memory of the wonderful taste of her pussy and asshole in my mouth.
Time to get some sleep. Satisfied, I walked by Stephanie and smiled. Then, with a naughty grin, I crawl into bed and kiss my wife good night, my lips still stained with the juices of my best friend’s wife’s pussy and asshole.
In my next story, I’ll tell you about conquest no. 3.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/egh1bg/stephanies_forbidden_panties_tasting_my_best
Absolutely amazing!
Love panties, good read