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Not again, I kept thinking I have lost a pair of panties, but where?
I was doing some laundry this morning and I could swear I had worn my Cosabella lace thong last Friday, and I cant find it anywhere. It is not the first time I have lost or misplaced my undies this past year. I am not that careless,
Since I moved to this building I have notice that. I have not had a panty raid since college, back then you expected that, but no now.
Anyhow, I have a feeling the last tenant did have a copy and that scares me, but I dont think so, I bet is the super, he does have everyones keys. Or maybe the plumber that came and fixed the sink yesterday, or may be I just lost them.
I kept imagining about the purpose, but may be I just lost them in the way to the laundry. I cant believe I still thinking about it. It does feel funny, how about this person using them. I really like those panties, so soft and make my butt look fantastic.
Only another person has seen them on me, Jack, but he was just too busy getting his hand to touch me. That was a fun night, but not the best. Why all the sudden I feel horny? Is it because that night? No, I think is the rush of thinking what is happening to my undies.
May be the "borrower" is playing with himself on them, or her rubbing them in her pussy. But they were, oh dear, they were dirty. I remember the big stain in the cotton "bridge," I told my self "babe you are a horny chick." It was the day I kept dreaming about my first real orgasm, not that first time with George that came in 2 minutes....
I even went to the bathroom at work and play and came so hard in the toilet, I could not scream, but that door is withness and partner in crime of my fingers in my clit. Even my ass got some action, I love skirts that come so easy up and these cossabella stretch panties away of my sex. I remember the moisture of my fingers after I was done, I smell my own heaven and tasted my own juices.
I am shacking so hard just thinking about it.
I am going to dress up similar, and going to work feeling sexy and see how many people can smell my sex, my hornyness and my thoughts. I bet my panty thief is smelling my sex inpregnated in them. I am willing to say that the tip of his tongue is leaking them now.
These ones will do, black lace thong, black cotton bridge, one day, just one day to see how much I can stein these ones. My challenge, to beat the ones missing. Let me check my sex, ummm already ready for the duty ahead. This black bra will be the perfect complement, nice and see thrue gray blouse and pencil skirt. No nylons this time, just my black medium high heels. Also normal amount of perfume to see if my own sex can atrack more victims to my own quest.
Time to go.
Walking to the subway, I can see thru my sun glasses the people, but at the same time I fell at every step I walk the click of my heels that bounce towards my body moving my hips making my boobs get closer to my bra that holds them. I feel the fabric of my thong rubbing my asshole and my clit, this lace is making the trick. I cant wait to get to the office and check my panel, touch myself and see and taste my own juices hidding and thinking of my panty thief doing the same .
It is a time lapse since I rushed to the toilet booth and confirm that I am wet, and that I fucking forgot my dildo at home, what a .... oh well, I am not going to pleasure myself til tonight at the end of this horny day in my black lace thong trying to upscale my own horny messiness.
It is noon and time for lunch, I was working in my desk, trying to concentrate on my quest while talking on the telephone and chatting with co worker. Sitting in my chair I rocked myself on it moving just a little so my skirt would get my thong and make it to my two pleasure points.
I notice that Bob was stearing at my cleavege, and my erected nipples barely seen thanks to the 2 layers of fabrics between my body and the outside world.
At lunch I decided to come to this lil place around the corner, they do have wine, I am so frisky that I want to enhance that feeling without touching myself. The waitress is a cute girl no more than 25, and I reminded myself that I did not know the gender of my panty thief. It could be her wearing them now. Oh dear, two different pussy juices together, oh dear, I have to go to the ladies room and check my progress.... This lady is getting a good tip, just because she might be wearing my undies.
The stools are empty, the right one is the one I am choosing. The door is locked, I pulled my pencil skirt up, pull my panties down and sit down. "I AM SO FUCKING WET" touching my cotton panel full of my own juices. I lean towards them grabbing them with my right hand and my thumb rubbing the wet spot, clear and sticky, I tasted and I was in heaven. I am stopping, I will take an picture and a little video to mark the time and stop. I am ready for more.
This wine is great, the food is fantastic and my waitress is wearing my pantie and she knows it and she is getting wet too. What the mind can do at these moments. I think is the manager who took them while he was walking on the street when I accidentally dropped them in the way to the laundry. He probably put them in his pocket and rushed home to check them out and saw they were used and dirty.
Oh, some many different scenarios, some many... I know, I dropped his pants put my panties on his dick and started rubbing them til come, oh what pleasure he could have had. I wish I could return the favor... Oh crap, time to go back to work.
Same routine, the click, clack, my thong soaking wet, my nipple rubbing on my bra and me, horny as hell. And to add to my misery, my dildo in my other bag.
I did not wash my hands back in the restaurant, I wanted to bring my own scent to my desk and impregnate it everywhere, maybe my boss has my panties, maybe he is wearing them right now. I know he hides something, what is it...??? I have no idea, but I bet it could be fun and venturous
I am faking eating chocolates, I just want to taste myself, now at 2, I just cant concentrate, I simply cant.
Where my panties could be? How is the hell I am still this horny?????
My juices taste different now, I am going to the bathroom to check progress.
Yes, still wet, more to come... what a cliche, I love it, I believe I taste yummy, but I have no chance to compare, oh well, but I can compare 'come' defentily Joe, tons an just testier, from the other ones, the testier. I bet our juices are the same. Ummmh
I bet Rose's juices are like mine, I have seen her in the shower, nice little trim, great hips, but no too many men, maybe she is a lesbian, uhhhh may be she has my panties and have done the same. I will have to venture and find her laundry basket. We have the same taste, we have been shopping together so many times, I have been in the safe changing room as her... love her style.
HI clit, I touch you as a cortesy, no more play, dear, you are ready, I can not handle this any more..... VERONICA stop, a voice in my head just shout at me, REMEMBER THE duty. Yes voice, I am just touching my sex with this nail, just above, just next to it. JUST INSIDE>>>>>> I want my juices, I want to feel the power of coming.... just a little.
Ok, ok, I am putting my panties up, but cant take my juices from this little long nail.
Just couple of hours before a can go home, but I can get myself together, who in the hell got my panties....I check around and brought my right hand to my left boob and graved it softly, I close my eyes and I could hear my thief coming in my panties, so hard, I wish I could swallow his party, chocking his sex, making him beg for....
Yes boss, I will have the report by the end of the day... I say to him, he got me by surprise, I bet his asshole is yummy too. VERONICA... oh dear, I was just thinking of mine, ... I cant handle it anymore, going to the bathroom and fuck my self...
Walking, walking, walking, my own asshole feels the need, my pussy needs my finger, my boobs are bursting out of my bra.... I have to come, and come hard, I want the person who has my panties to come as hard as I want to come, it is an obligation..
Fuck all the stools are taken, I must reach a private place.... the stairs..... Walking, walking, pushing door checking for people, no one here. Skirt up, panties off, sitting third step, opening legs, finger on, rubbing clit........ hot and wet as summer night, circles and finger inside my pussy, my ass also is on fire, never before middle finger inside my asshole..... one, two, treeeeeeee, my vagina needs two fingers now, one, two, rubbing hard my clit...... head in back grasp for air, I bite my lips, I am ready to come, and.......and extasis.... pure joy, my whole body is shaking, .
Thank you panty thief, I whisper....
I was doing some laundry this morning and I could swear I had worn my Cosabella lace thong last Friday, and I cant find it anywhere. It is not the first time I have lost or misplaced my undies this past year. I am not that careless,
Since I moved to this building I have notice that. I have not had a panty raid since college, back then you expected that, but no now.
Anyhow, I have a feeling the last tenant did have a copy and that scares me, but I dont think so, I bet is the super, he does have everyones keys. Or maybe the plumber that came and fixed the sink yesterday, or may be I just lost them.
I kept imagining about the purpose, but may be I just lost them in the way to the laundry. I cant believe I still thinking about it. It does feel funny, how about this person using them. I really like those panties, so soft and make my butt look fantastic.
Only another person has seen them on me, Jack, but he was just too busy getting his hand to touch me. That was a fun night, but not the best. Why all the sudden I feel horny? Is it because that night? No, I think is the rush of thinking what is happening to my undies.
May be the "borrower" is playing with himself on them, or her rubbing them in her pussy. But they were, oh dear, they were dirty. I remember the big stain in the cotton "bridge," I told my self "babe you are a horny chick." It was the day I kept dreaming about my first real orgasm, not that first time with George that came in 2 minutes....
I even went to the bathroom at work and play and came so hard in the toilet, I could not scream, but that door is withness and partner in crime of my fingers in my clit. Even my ass got some action, I love skirts that come so easy up and these cossabella stretch panties away of my sex. I remember the moisture of my fingers after I was done, I smell my own heaven and tasted my own juices.
I am shacking so hard just thinking about it.
I am going to dress up similar, and going to work feeling sexy and see how many people can smell my sex, my hornyness and my thoughts. I bet my panty thief is smelling my sex inpregnated in them. I am willing to say that the tip of his tongue is leaking them now.
These ones will do, black lace thong, black cotton bridge, one day, just one day to see how much I can stein these ones. My challenge, to beat the ones missing. Let me check my sex, ummm already ready for the duty ahead. This black bra will be the perfect complement, nice and see thrue gray blouse and pencil skirt. No nylons this time, just my black medium high heels. Also normal amount of perfume to see if my own sex can atrack more victims to my own quest.
Time to go.
Walking to the subway, I can see thru my sun glasses the people, but at the same time I fell at every step I walk the click of my heels that bounce towards my body moving my hips making my boobs get closer to my bra that holds them. I feel the fabric of my thong rubbing my asshole and my clit, this lace is making the trick. I cant wait to get to the office and check my panel, touch myself and see and taste my own juices hidding and thinking of my panty thief doing the same .
It is a time lapse since I rushed to the toilet booth and confirm that I am wet, and that I fucking forgot my dildo at home, what a .... oh well, I am not going to pleasure myself til tonight at the end of this horny day in my black lace thong trying to upscale my own horny messiness.
It is noon and time for lunch, I was working in my desk, trying to concentrate on my quest while talking on the telephone and chatting with co worker. Sitting in my chair I rocked myself on it moving just a little so my skirt would get my thong and make it to my two pleasure points.
I notice that Bob was stearing at my cleavege, and my erected nipples barely seen thanks to the 2 layers of fabrics between my body and the outside world.
At lunch I decided to come to this lil place around the corner, they do have wine, I am so frisky that I want to enhance that feeling without touching myself. The waitress is a cute girl no more than 25, and I reminded myself that I did not know the gender of my panty thief. It could be her wearing them now. Oh dear, two different pussy juices together, oh dear, I have to go to the ladies room and check my progress.... This lady is getting a good tip, just because she might be wearing my undies.
The stools are empty, the right one is the one I am choosing. The door is locked, I pulled my pencil skirt up, pull my panties down and sit down. "I AM SO FUCKING WET" touching my cotton panel full of my own juices. I lean towards them grabbing them with my right hand and my thumb rubbing the wet spot, clear and sticky, I tasted and I was in heaven. I am stopping, I will take an picture and a little video to mark the time and stop. I am ready for more.
This wine is great, the food is fantastic and my waitress is wearing my pantie and she knows it and she is getting wet too. What the mind can do at these moments. I think is the manager who took them while he was walking on the street when I accidentally dropped them in the way to the laundry. He probably put them in his pocket and rushed home to check them out and saw they were used and dirty.
Oh, some many different scenarios, some many... I know, I dropped his pants put my panties on his dick and started rubbing them til come, oh what pleasure he could have had. I wish I could return the favor... Oh crap, time to go back to work.
Same routine, the click, clack, my thong soaking wet, my nipple rubbing on my bra and me, horny as hell. And to add to my misery, my dildo in my other bag.
I did not wash my hands back in the restaurant, I wanted to bring my own scent to my desk and impregnate it everywhere, maybe my boss has my panties, maybe he is wearing them right now. I know he hides something, what is it...??? I have no idea, but I bet it could be fun and venturous
I am faking eating chocolates, I just want to taste myself, now at 2, I just cant concentrate, I simply cant.
Where my panties could be? How is the hell I am still this horny?????
My juices taste different now, I am going to the bathroom to check progress.
Yes, still wet, more to come... what a cliche, I love it, I believe I taste yummy, but I have no chance to compare, oh well, but I can compare 'come' defentily Joe, tons an just testier, from the other ones, the testier. I bet our juices are the same. Ummmh
I bet Rose's juices are like mine, I have seen her in the shower, nice little trim, great hips, but no too many men, maybe she is a lesbian, uhhhh may be she has my panties and have done the same. I will have to venture and find her laundry basket. We have the same taste, we have been shopping together so many times, I have been in the safe changing room as her... love her style.
HI clit, I touch you as a cortesy, no more play, dear, you are ready, I can not handle this any more..... VERONICA stop, a voice in my head just shout at me, REMEMBER THE duty. Yes voice, I am just touching my sex with this nail, just above, just next to it. JUST INSIDE>>>>>> I want my juices, I want to feel the power of coming.... just a little.
Ok, ok, I am putting my panties up, but cant take my juices from this little long nail.
Just couple of hours before a can go home, but I can get myself together, who in the hell got my panties....I check around and brought my right hand to my left boob and graved it softly, I close my eyes and I could hear my thief coming in my panties, so hard, I wish I could swallow his party, chocking his sex, making him beg for....
Yes boss, I will have the report by the end of the day... I say to him, he got me by surprise, I bet his asshole is yummy too. VERONICA... oh dear, I was just thinking of mine, ... I cant handle it anymore, going to the bathroom and fuck my self...
Walking, walking, walking, my own asshole feels the need, my pussy needs my finger, my boobs are bursting out of my bra.... I have to come, and come hard, I want the person who has my panties to come as hard as I want to come, it is an obligation..
Fuck all the stools are taken, I must reach a private place.... the stairs..... Walking, walking, pushing door checking for people, no one here. Skirt up, panties off, sitting third step, opening legs, finger on, rubbing clit........ hot and wet as summer night, circles and finger inside my pussy, my ass also is on fire, never before middle finger inside my asshole..... one, two, treeeeeeee, my vagina needs two fingers now, one, two, rubbing hard my clit...... head in back grasp for air, I bite my lips, I am ready to come, and.......and extasis.... pure joy, my whole body is shaking, .
Thank you panty thief, I whisper....
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