Your panties missing or used, a question for the preyed-upon

[PennyCleaver]

Or if they were used by someone else outside the house first...

Have you been spying on me lol

 

[Gambit33]

Have you been spying on me lol

Only long enough to know when it was safe to sneak in and use your panties!

 

[PennyCleaver]

Only long enough to know when it was safe to sneak in and use your panties!

I’m falling for you hahaha

 

[Gambit33]

I’m falling for you hahaha

 

[PennyCleaver]

Oooooh my

 

[Gambit33]

Does that mean I get to keep the panties?

 

[cgmissy]

Yes. My brother did this quite often wrapping my panties around his cock while I "slept".

 

[Gambit33]

Yes. My brother did this quite often wrapping my panties around his cock while I "slept".

How did you feel when he did that?

 

[PennyCleaver]

Does that mean I get to keep the panties?

Oh okay then lol

 

[Gambit33]

Mixed emotions: annoyed. Intrigued - that was the first time that I saw that. Annoyed that I "lost" so many in the laundry.

I'm sorry about all the lost panties... But at least they were put to good use before they disappeared!

 

[cgmissy]

How did you feel when he did that?

Mixed emotions: annoyed. Intrigued - that was the first time that I saw that. Annoyed that I "lost" so many in the laundry

 

[AllkindsoffunM]

Mixed emotions: annoyed. Intrigued - that was the first time that I saw that. Annoyed that I "lost" so many in the laundry

And how do you feel now looking back on it missy

 

[rudil]

I would love to visit, use your panties and then abuse you

I would love to visit, sniff and taste your panty panel before cumming into the fabric, then hope to see your partner try the new combination on their tongue... before giving you a kiss.

 

[ned63]

Well you know what naughty young men are like

And you can believe this old man will leave a good mess of cum in your panties too mmmmm

 

[ned63]

Yes. My brother did this quite often wrapping my panties around his cock while I "slept".

If I was your brother Id been wrapping your panties around my cock an masturbate with them. You probably find my cum in them too mmmm

 

[PennyCleaver]

And you can believe this old man will leave a good mess of cum in your panties too mmmmm

Indubitably

 

[bobbiecox2]

I am a panty thief it started with my wife's collection, but moved on to stealing a neighbor's. Jennifer was a hot MILF next door, she had me watch her house when she was gone. She had quite a collection, left more than a few loads in her panty drawer. One silky white thong pair, I had to make my own, used and abused those beauties on a regular basis. I believe as time went by, she was on to me, she would joke about going shopping at Victoria Secrets and asked if I needed anything.

 

[sandybrooke]

My wife is aware of my panty fetish and is OK with it.

 

[RKK]

You mean it wasn’t you ? lol

I can't help but wonder if you didn't leave your panties out for your son to find?

 

[PennyCleaver]

I can't help but wonder if you didn't leave your panties out for your son to find?

It’s no secret where to find them lol.

 

[RKK]

It’s no secret where to find them lol.

Did you catch your son masturbating while sniffing your dampened panties naughty Penny. I bet they were very fragrant.

 

[RKK]

Did you catch your son masturbating while sniffing your dampened panties naughty Penny. I bet they were very fragrant.

Why not tell me in secret DM naughty Penny

 

[WendyTrilby]

I have way too many panties. a mixture of tangas, cheekys, hipsters, boy shorts, and thongs. Also, I've seized a few pairs of boxer briefs as trophies and wear them to bed.

Despite way too many pairs, I have the core team of my favorites. One of those was a simple pair of stretch cotton bikini pants with a leopard print. It's hardly very sexy compared to the rest of the collection. But this was my yoga pair. Comfortable no matter what the position. I even called them “Hank” because it rhymes with stank, which was how they tended to smell after a hot yoga class.

Anyway, I had to travel a few months ago and asked the couple in the apartment next door to feed my cat. Yes, I have a cat. He’s a total asshole, don’t judge me.”

When I returned home a few days later, it was time to do the laundry. As I was sorting, I noticed Hank was missing. I looked everywhere but could not find it. I accused the cat, who has been known to bury himself in my dirty laundry.

A day or two later, I saw my neighbor Denise and thanked her for cat-sitting. She said she would pass it on to Colin, her husband, do did the feeding and cat box cleaning.

That was a little surprising. Not that Colin would care for the cat, but my underwear went missing on his watch, and I decided to play a little detective.

I have a ring camera on my bookshelf pointed at the cat tree to watch Dangles (the cat’s name) when I’m working. It is in the living room, and it has picked up some enjoyable couch activity, but that’s a good story for another time.

The images are motion-captured, and I can see when Colin enters and exits. Including on the third day of my trip, when he crossed the camera’s path, and in his hand, I could see Hank.

Colin was headed out, but then turned and went into my bathroom which is just out of sight of the camera. The camera continued to record for about thirty seconds after the last movement, so all I could do was hear. He didn’t bother to shut the door, and the sound was a little muffled, but I distinctly heard the rhythmic sound of masturbation. The camera shut off before I could hear any more.

About three minutes later, the camera picked him up and left my apartment. I could not if Hank was in his pocket but he must have been. So, now, what do I do? Hank is gone and I doubt he’s coming back.

My neighbor has my sweat and love soaked panties and is using them to pleasure himself, and I find that hot. It’s not that I’m attracted to him, but the idea that he is attracted to me, and has inhaled my most intimate scent does turn me on. When I see him now, I feel a little turned on.

I was thinking of leaving a soiled pair on this car as a cat sitting gift and letting him know that I know.

I don’t want to get him in trouble with his wife. He’s just a guy doing guy things.

Still, I have a trip coming up in a few weeks. I think I’ll have a date over to my house the night before, so my laundry pile will have something extra on top.

 

[Gambit33]

I have way too many panties. a mixture of tangas, cheekys, hipsters, boy shorts, and thongs. Also, I've seized a few pairs of boxer briefs as trophies and wear them to bed.

Despite way too many pairs, I have the core team of my favorites. One of those was a simple pair of stretch cotton bikini pants with a leopard print. It's hardly very sexy compared to the rest of the collection. But this was my yoga pair. Comfortable no matter what the position. I even called them “Hank” because it rhymes with stank, which was how they tended to smell after a hot yoga class.

Anyway, I had to travel a few months ago and asked the couple in the apartment next door to feed my cat. Yes, I have a cat. He’s a total asshole, don’t judge me.”

When I returned home a few days later, it was time to do the laundry. As I was sorting, I noticed Hank was missing. I looked everywhere but could not find it. I accused the cat, who has been known to bury himself in my dirty laundry.

A day or two later, I saw my neighbor Denise and thanked her for cat-sitting. She said she would pass it on to Colin, her husband, do did the feeding and cat box cleaning.

That was a little surprising. Not that Colin would care for the cat, but my underwear went missing on his watch, and I decided to play a little detective.

I have a ring camera on my bookshelf pointed at the cat tree to watch Dangles (the cat’s name) when I’m working. It is in the living room, and it has picked up some enjoyable couch activity, but that’s a good story for another time.

The images are motion-captured, and I can see when Colin enters and exits. Including on the third day of my trip, when he crossed the camera’s path, and in his hand, I could see Hank.

Colin was headed out, but then turned and went into my bathroom which is just out of sight of the camera. The camera continued to record for about thirty seconds after the last movement, so all I could do was hear. He didn’t bother to shut the door, and the sound was a little muffled, but I distinctly heard the rhythmic sound of masturbation. The camera shut off before I could hear any more.

About three minutes later, the camera picked him up and left my apartment. I could not if Hank was in his pocket but he must have been. So, now, what do I do? Hank is gone and I doubt he’s coming back.

My neighbor has my sweat and love soaked panties and is using them to pleasure himself, and I find that hot. It’s not that I’m attracted to him, but the idea that he is attracted to me, and has inhaled my most intimate scent does turn me on. When I see him now, I feel a little turned on.

I was thinking of leaving a soiled pair on this car as a cat sitting gift and letting him know that I know.

I don’t want to get him in trouble with his wife. He’s just a guy doing guy things.

Still, I have a trip coming up in a few weeks. I think I’ll have a date over to my house the night before, so my laundry pile will have something extra on top.

Oh that's great!! Colin seems like he would very much appreciate another pair from you! And maybe just tell him your leaving and maybe he'll come over a bit more?

 

[peekingone]

I have way too many panties. a mixture of tangas, cheekys, hipsters, boy shorts, and thongs. Also, I've seized a few pairs of boxer briefs as trophies and wear them to bed.

Despite way too many pairs, I have the core team of my favorites. One of those was a simple pair of stretch cotton bikini pants with a leopard print. It's hardly very sexy compared to the rest of the collection. But this was my yoga pair. Comfortable no matter what the position. I even called them “Hank” because it rhymes with stank, which was how they tended to smell after a hot yoga class.

Anyway, I had to travel a few months ago and asked the couple in the apartment next door to feed my cat. Yes, I have a cat. He’s a total asshole, don’t judge me.”

When I returned home a few days later, it was time to do the laundry. As I was sorting, I noticed Hank was missing. I looked everywhere but could not find it. I accused the cat, who has been known to bury himself in my dirty laundry.

A day or two later, I saw my neighbor Denise and thanked her for cat-sitting. She said she would pass it on to Colin, her husband, do did the feeding and cat box cleaning.

That was a little surprising. Not that Colin would care for the cat, but my underwear went missing on his watch, and I decided to play a little detective.

I have a ring camera on my bookshelf pointed at the cat tree to watch Dangles (the cat’s name) when I’m working. It is in the living room, and it has picked up some enjoyable couch activity, but that’s a good story for another time.

The images are motion-captured, and I can see when Colin enters and exits. Including on the third day of my trip, when he crossed the camera’s path, and in his hand, I could see Hank.

Colin was headed out, but then turned and went into my bathroom which is just out of sight of the camera. The camera continued to record for about thirty seconds after the last movement, so all I could do was hear. He didn’t bother to shut the door, and the sound was a little muffled, but I distinctly heard the rhythmic sound of masturbation. The camera shut off before I could hear any more.

About three minutes later, the camera picked him up and left my apartment. I could not if Hank was in his pocket but he must have been. So, now, what do I do? Hank is gone and I doubt he’s coming back.

My neighbor has my sweat and love soaked panties and is using them to pleasure himself, and I find that hot. It’s not that I’m attracted to him, but the idea that he is attracted to me, and has inhaled my most intimate scent does turn me on. When I see him now, I feel a little turned on.

I was thinking of leaving a soiled pair on this car as a cat sitting gift and letting him know that I know.

I don’t want to get him in trouble with his wife. He’s just a guy doing guy things.

Still, I have a trip coming up in a few weeks. I think I’ll have a date over to my house the night before, so my laundry pile will have something extra on top.

Just love reading your stories. Super exciting.