“They’re just a pair of panties”, I think to myself while sliding them up over my girl cock. Just another pair of cute, blue and white, cotton panties not unlike any other.
Except that these are Kate’s.
Holding my phone in my right hand, I wrap my arm around my waist so that the camera is facing the tall mirror resting against her bedroom wall. My ass looks fucking incredible in her underwear.
Just a few days ago she had done this very same pose in a flirty pic she’d sent. “Is this how I do sexy?” her message read, coupled with the image of her wearing nothing but my pair of my black and white snowflake panties, that I had accidently left behind the last time I stayed the night.
“That’s EXACTLY how you do sexy!” I had replied.
Now it was my turn to return the favor.
Looking over my shoulder I carefully adjust my body, putting my knees closer together, bending over further and arching my back so that my curves really pop. I take the picture, smiling to myself while thinking about how much she’s going to love it. I had spent all afternoon cleaning her place for her while she was at work, this was just the extra surprise on top.
Looking down at the photo on my phone, then back up at myself in the reflection of the mirror, I start getting excited… my hand wanders, teasing my frenulum. I watch in delight as the shape of my girl cock grows and spreads underneath the fabric as if demanding more space to breath.
Maybe it’s just that I hadn’t yet masturbated today, or maybe it’s because I couldn’t stop thinking about how my erection was resting against fabric that regularly touched Kate’s pussy, but I was feeling even more aroused than usual from wearing panties. And I’m MUCH harder than I have been in the last couple of days.
I pull the band out and look down. My cock head is already glistening with precum. I spread it with my thumb over the rest of the head, then slide what’s lefts of that wet down my shaft as I let myself stumble back and fall onto her bed.
Each stroke feels better than the last. My mind wanders to the picture she sent me. I imagine myself standing there behind her, kissing the back of her neck, wrapping my arms around her bare waist to rub her tummy. Letting the touch of my left hand wander up her abdomen to her soft, perky breasts while I slid the fingers of my right hand through her thick pubic hair, down over her mound, until I feel my middle finger touch her labia.
I imagine her moan as I first slide my finger inside of her wet hole, feeling her muscles contract against me as if begging me to go deeper…
I imagine her gasp as I slowly pull that finger out, and use her own liquids as lubricant while firmly caressing her clit, harder and harder, listening to her body and adjusting the rhythm and intensity to JUST what she needs.
I imagine her panting harder, louder, reaching her arm back to put her fingers through my hair, as she breathily exclaims “I’m cumming!”
My hips buck, my body quivers, and my head spins. I squeeze my eyes closed, groaning in pleasure as I feel stream after stream of semen land on my stomach and chest.
Still panting, I curl my knees up and slide Kate’s panties over my ass then off of my legs, making sure to hold them up and away from myself.
There’s not a drop on them.
“Good”, I think, as I lay there in my mess. “She just washed these.”