Friends Always Share their Daughter's Panties with Each Other Pt.1

The night was winding down, the heavy smell of the barbeque still lingered in the sticky summer air. I stood to the side of the small gathering in my best friend's backyard, sipping on my beer and watching our families mingle. Dave walked over to me, and we began chatting. I could tell he was a little loose with the way the conversation topic was drifting. Eventually we started talking about our wives, and he started joking around about our favorite little topic, panties. He made a joke about letting me go upstairs and having a quick rummage through his wife's drawers and taking some souvenirs. 

We were no strangers to this, having been friends since high school, we explored our sexuality early on in our friendship. Dave ultimately came out as bi-sexual, whereas I was ultimately straight, but we shared one common trait, a huge love for panties. Throughout our teens we spent countless hours after school, exploring our relative's panty drawers together. It was almost a ritual to run home after classes to beat my sister home, who always had some form of practice being a multi-sport athlete. She was two years older than us, and as a horny teenager who was still a stranger to sex, loved using her panties due to the intimate relationship with her body. Dave introduced me to the idea of slipping on a pair of her thongs, I got a feeling he loved seeing my balls hugged in the tight fabric, with the tip of my cock soaking the front with precum. I personally loved the feeling of such a small piece of fabric teasing my asshole, which later on in my life, I realized simulated my ultimate love of rim jobs. Dave on the other hand loved my mother's collection. Perhaps it was due to his slightly larger size, unable to slip into my sister's stuff without stretching them out. We always had a couple hours of fun, Dave dressed up in my mother's satin lingerie, jerking off with her dirty panties in his nose or mouth, and myself in my sister's thongs and bras. He loved to set up a pair of their panties on my sister's huge teddy bear, as we jerked off on top of Mr. Wilbur, both cumming on a pair of their panties together. 

Access to Dave's relatives was more of a struggle, with his mother being a stay-at-home wife, we didn't have free reign like with my family. Instead, Dave would always manage to sneak out a pair or two from the dirty hamper for me every couple days or so, and I would return it to him with multiple dried up loads of cum for him to replace. Every so often I would also get a pair from his visiting aunt and cousin as well. It's been a while since we had done anything like this, with my sister leaving home for college,  and us attending different colleges a couple years later. It was a blessing when we landed in the same town again, and even managed to have our first child within one year of each other. The last 16 years flew by, with only the rare expedition into the wives' drawers. Honestly, it was primarily due to just my lack of attraction to his wife. While panties were still panties, I never got too excited thinking about his wife, and the last decade or so, Dave has been quietly borrowing my wife's panties with my permission. 

"Come on, I feel bad! These last 10 years or so I've cum in basically every pair your wife will ever wear, you need to indulge in your fetish sometimes! Remember how much fun we had back in highschool?" Dave poked. 

"Maybe you should start an affair with a college girl and sneak me a couple of thongs instead", I joked back. This went back and forth for a bit. 

"Damn, speaking of college, I can't believe they're going to start college soon...", nodding to our two girls laying in the grass on their phones. This barbeque was for his daughter, who just turned 16 this weekend. Dave's voice trailed of for a second, clearly wandering in a thought, before coming back with a lowered whisper, "you ever... you know... use Ashley's?". Ashley was 15, a spitting image of her mother with her pale skin with strikingly dark hair. She loved tiktok and embraced her favorite creator's looks, with her two front strands, dyed blonde, and loved to wear her lace garters, corsets, and chokers. Teenagers these days always looked a couple years older than they actually were, compared to back when I was 15. 

"Not yet man, I've thought about it, but I think she's too young", I replied falsely. Knowing full well that I volunteer for laundry duty for a few minutes of heaven in the laundry room with her XS-sized thongs. Dave worded the next few sentences carefully, it was clear to me this had been on his mind for a minute, as he navigated the topic carefully. 

"Well, now that Olivia is 16 and next year she's going to be a senior... I mean, I wouldn't be opposed to offering some fun for you. Especially after all the fun that you've let me had with your wife", he suggested. 

"You ever use Olivia's? Or did you wait until she was 16?", I asked. 

"Not yet, it feels kinda weird, but I was thinking about it. However, you know how much I love Danielle's panties, and I mean... Ashley is a like a hotter and younger version", he teased. I let out a huge laugh.

"No wonder you're out here offering Liv's panties, you want to play with Ashley's!"

"I'm being serious, go up there. No one's inside, I'll keep the girls occupied out here. Her room's a mess, she won't notice anything missing. Even if you do it just this once, take it as repayment", he said as he pushed me towards the door, and headed to go sit with our daughters. It might've been the alcohol, but at that moment I really needed to pee, and decided to head to the washroom. 

"I'm going pee instead, stop joking around."

"Sure you are, use the bathroom upstairs, it's nicer!"

For some reason I found myself climbing up the set of stairs, as if I was sleepwalking to the upstairs washroom. I went to the door at the end of the hall, avoiding the urge to peek into Olivia's room that was left ajar. I went piss, realizing that I was now sporting a semi-hard. It took a minute, but I finished up and washed my hands. I walked passed the door, but froze in my steps. Pondering for a minute, I ran over to the window overlooking the backyard in the hallway, and saw Dave still talking to the girls. "Fuck it", I thought to myself.

I pushed open the door, and was not surprised to see the mess of clothes, strewn all across the room. I realized how many panties were actually on the floor, still entangled in shorts and leggings. The hot and humid weather really brought the sweat out of everyone, as the first black thong I found, basically in the middle of the doorway, was caked in her body scent. The salty tang was immediately brought alive as my tongue made contact with the dirty gusset of the teenage panties. My erection was immediately brought to full mast in my shorts as I cleaned out Olivia's grool. I carefully stepped across the room to her dresser, opening it to a large collection of panties, mostly from Victoria's Secret and PINK. I pulled out a few pairs and held them up in the sunlight, also size XS just like Ashley, I imaged Olivia in her room naked, unable to decide which pair to slip on. She had shorter brown hair, up to her clavicle, perfectly framing her cute face. While Ashley went for a look that made her look 19, Olivia loved to dress cute, with little to no makeup. I went back to the dirty pairs, pulling a few from the hamper and immediately holding them up to my nose for inspection. Olivia smelled amazing, and tasted even better. I slipped off my shorts and wrapped her small panties around my cock, soaking it already in precum. I fell over and laid back on her bed, thong wrapped around my cock and her other pair in my face. I decided to risk it all, and slip on her thong, almost cumming as I had missed that feeling of a small thong teasing my asshole. I stood up and headed over to her panty drawer. I wrapped myself in a clean panty and began to jerk hard. The string was pulled tight against my ass as my balls tried to free itself from the cotton cage of her thong. I locked eyes with a polaroid photo hung up on the wall, Olivia pretending to kiss Ashley with their lips pursed together. I imagined my cock slipping between the two sets of lips, and shot out a huge load of cum into her drawer. It felt like forever, as the fear of someone walking into my unloading my cum over a 16 year-old's panty drawer washed over me. I stood there clenched up as I shot multiple ropes of cum across her collection, wiping the excess off the tip of my cock with her dirty pair, our two fluids mixing. 

My heart raced as I rushed to pull up my shorts and replace everything to the best of my abilities. I ran out of my room and double checked the mirror. Everyone was still occupied. I decided to return to seek for souvenirs, and after some long minutes of rummaging through her hamper and the clothes on the floor, I brazenly walked away with over 5 pairs of dirty panties, and a super cute pair from her drawer that she must of had for years now. I made a detour to my car and slipped the collection under my seat, before returning to the backyard. 

Dave saw me and ran over to me, clearly still flushed from my expedition. "So... how many did you take?", he nugged.

"Dude I came on like 20 pairs of panties and took almost 10 pairs. Olivia has a huge collection!"

"Damn, I wish I could've watched you wearing her thongs, just like back in highschool. Maybe next time? I love the idea of you 

cumming in her panties man". I knew this was the opening of pandora's box, but I couldn't help it, I wanted more. 

"Come over tomorrow, Ashley is going to be working in the afternoon and my wife doesn't get back till the evening".