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PANTY STORY # 74
I am dating myself here but so be it. Back in the sixties (the good old days when panties were panties, no satin or polyester, just high quality NYLON). I was visiting my best friend and now my wife of 27 years, and she had her best friend visiting from Oregon. We were listening to some Joan Baez and smoking some weed and for a reason I don't remember we all walked into Carolyn's bedroom. The first thing I spied was an open suitcase and panties-a-plenty. We went back to the livingroom but a battle plan was forming in my mind. Winnie was, and still is, her best looking friend. About five-five and around 100-105 lbs. A size five and that says it all. There were two doors into the bedroom, one in the living room and one leading to the bathroom. It couldn’t have been easier. I excused myself to use the bathroom and listened to women quacking away and laughing. Everything ok, it's time to move. I quickly went into the bedroom and in the darkness grabbed the first nylon my hand touched. I had no idea of what color they were but I stuffed them into my boot and pulled down my Levis. I quickly headed back to the bathroom and shut the door. My heart was racing but I knew I had pulled it off. This all took only about 30 seconds but it felt like a lifetime. I now had a pair of panties that used to belong to one of the most attractive women I have ever known. They were in my boot and belonged to me. I flushed the toilet for cover, and returned to the livingroom.
I hung out for a while but wanted to go home for obvious reasons. The pot we had smoked was having a very pronounced effect on me with those new panties in my boot. I needed to leave. I didn't want to shoot on my cotton briefs I wanted to shoot in Winnie’s panties. I excused myself saying I was tired, and left. I probably could have gotten a speeding ticket for the way I drove home but was lucky. Just my lucky night. I let myself into the house and it seemed as if my clothes just fell off. I pulled on those size five, white, briefs and tented them and proceeded to splooge them. When I couldn't stand it anymore I slowly pulled them down savoring the feeling of the elastic against my thighs. I wrapped them around my dick and slowly pulled them up and down and in moments was shooting a huge load into them. It seemed like I couldn’t stop cumming. I fell asleep still holding them. When I awoke in the morning I had another lovemaking session with Winnie’s panties and made sure that they would need laundering. What a wonderful night.