PANTY STORY # 59

GIRLFRIEND'S MOM'S PANTIES

Cheryl was twenty-five, my secretary. I was a dirty old man of thirty-five, telling her the usual pack of lies to get her to let me fuck her. She was a good, not great, little fuck. I was playing the role well, visiting her parents with her to keep up the front.

He mom, Rose, was in her early forties, about five-six, one forty or so, big tits, pretty complexion, very fastidious about her hair. She had a nice, wide ass. I had dreams of fucking her and thought often about her while fucking her daughter.

I was already beating off on Cheryl's panties. She knew I was doing it and actually gave me several pair to use for cum rags. But ever the panty freak, I always had my eye out for more of the wonderful things for jack off fun.

We were at her parents' house for dinner one Sunday. I sat though this rather boring ordeal, smiling and laughing at all the right times. Her mom was a good cook, her dad a complete dunce. I was sure he didn't fuck Rose any more. All through dinner I kept looking at Ruth's big tits and her ass as she would get up to clear dishes. I caught sight of her panty line and decided then and there to some way get her panties for jack off. I knew this would take some doing but was confident. I was an experienced panty thief.

I knew I had to be patient but crafty. There wasn't the opportunity to visit the house when they weren't there. Fate smiled on me when Cheryl's dad decided he had to have something for dessert. He announced he was going to the store and invited me along. I begged off, fibbing that I wanted to watch some nonsensical basketball game on TV. He left. Cheryl and Rose were cleaning the kitchen. The time had come. Now or never!

I peeked into the kitchen. Both women were busy talking and washing. I decided to use the bathroom. It was at the end of the hall. To the right was their bedroom. I knew what I had to do.

I walked down the hall, listened again for the water in the kitchen and voices. Fine. I turned and entered the bedroom. I went for the bureau. I opened the top drawer. Bingo! Her undie drawer, just as I suspected. Her panties were folded neatly and stacked on the right. I had to be quick and smart.

I felt through the pile and took one from the bottom. I knew this way she wouldn't miss it right away. I stuffed them down my pants, closed the drawer and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind me.

I pulled out the panties for close inspection. They were my favorite style and material. Light blue pastel nylon, cotton crotch. I folded them carefully and stuffed them down my pants. I had again scored panties!

I couldn't wait to get to this trophy! I thought we would never leave. I took Cheryl to her apartment and lied to her that I had to go. I made up a story of having to go in early for my night shift.

I just couldn't wait to jack off with Rose's panties! I stopped at the freeway rest stop and raced to the bathroom. I went into a stall and closed the door. I unzipped and pulled down my pants and shorts. Her panties were warm from my body heat. They were "Vanity Fair" brand, size seven.

My cock was semi-hard and drippy and sticky with pre-cum juice. I put the panties over my head, positioning the crotch at my nose. I breathed deeply. The faint smell of cologne and of lingerie greeted me. I was in Rose's panty drawer! My right hand was stroking my hardening cock. I keep inhaling and then began to suck on the cotton crotch.

I was now jacking off like a crazed man! I kept seeing Rose's ass and dreaming of her pussy and asshole as they had rested against this lovely material. Very quickly I felt the cum starting its irreversible journey. I kept stroking, wanting to unload my semen.

With my left hand I took the panties off my head and held them. I wanted to watch my jizz squirt out and into the toilet. Soon the drops of hot cum were squirting and I arched my back and closed my eyes, milking and stroking my cock dry.

I had to lean against the wall to regain my balance after this fast and intense jack off session, my first in a public rest room as a "responsible" adult. I wiped my cock with toilet paper and wiped my cum from the seat of the toilet. I gazed at Rose's Vanity Fairs and folded them. Putting them into my pocket, they became an old and reliable masturbation friend.

I broke up with Cheryl but kept her mom's panties even after discarding Cheryl's undies. I still have them and although I've had to wash them many times after depositing on them, I rely on them for pleasure.

I wonder if Rose ever noticed them missing? Wonder what she would think if she saw that nice man that used to date her daughter jacking off on her panties?

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