I was 15, I guess this happened. It was a school day and there was an assembly on that day. I didn’t have the feel to go to the assembly. I stayed in the class and said I’m not well. Everyone went, and after a while, my class teacher came and she asked me what happened. She kept her bags and files and left. I caught up something when she was returning to the classroom behind her saree there was a thin but visibly panty line popping up. I guess that was a lace one, purple color. After that, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. So I started touching myself slowly. Now that turned into a flowless liquidy mess under the desk. I was imagining it for a long way, and suddenly my mind popped up with something crazy and craving: I wanted to fill the liquid on her handbag. But suddenly my mind was shaking and I came back to reality. That was the first time.
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So , during my school days, I was about 18 years old. I'm a guy who likes to try kinky things, so I watched porn in a dreamy way. Suddenly, my attention was caught by panties. My next-door neighbors were a family with two girls and their mom. The girls were about 20 and 28, and their mom was around 45, shaped and thick. My neighborhood had a wall dividing it, so when my parents had a shift at work during the night, there was no one in my house. I climbed the wall like Mission Impossible to hunt for some fresh panties. Then, I saw some black lace ones hanging on the clothesline. Silently, I grabbed a pair and came back to my room. I enjoyed it slowly; I wore them, felt them, sniffed them, and rubbed them slowly on my thing. I put my " babies" back on the clothesline as they were.
So , during my school days, I was about 18 years old. I'm a guy who likes to try kinky things, so I watched porn in a dreamy way. Suddenly, my attention was caught by panties. My next-door neighbors were a family with two girls and their mom. The girls were about 20 and 28, and their mom was around 45, shaped and thick. My neighborhood had a wall dividing it, so when my parents had a shift at work during the night, there was no one in my house. I climbed the wall like Mission Impossible to hunt for some fresh panties. Then, I saw some black lace ones hanging on the clothesline. Silently, I grabbed a pair and came back to my room. I enjoyed it slowly; I wore them, felt them, sniffed them, and rubbed them slowly on my thing. I put my " babies" back on the clothesline as they were.
So , during my school days, I was about 18 years old. I'm a guy who likes to try kinky things, so I watched porn in a dreamy way. Suddenly, my attention was caught by panties. My next-door neighbors were a family with two girls and their mom. The girls were about 20 and 28, and their mom was around 45, shaped and thick. My neighborhood had a wall dividing it, so when my parents had a shift at work during the night, there was no one in my house. I climbed the wall like Mission Impossible to hunt for some fresh panties. Then, I saw some black lace ones hanging on the clothesline. Silently, I grabbed a pair and came back to my room. I enjoyed it slowly; I wore them, felt them, sniffed them, and rubbed them slowly on my thing. I put my " babies" back on the clothesline as they were.