Panty Thief

Since my last submission over one year ago, my girlfriend and I have parted ways. Masturbation, porn and Solo Touch have once again become staples of my weekly routine. As mentioned in my earlier accounts, I have a huge panty fetish---so huge that I tend to go out of my way to sneak a peek at a girl's underwear. This begins at a rehearsal for my latest production. There is a dancer in the cast who I've had a bit of a crush on for weeks now. The first time I saw her, I leaned over to a co-star of my mine and whispered, "She is soooo hot!" Lucky for me, we wound up introducing ourselves and sitting next to each other that same night. This girl (I'll call her 'Jane') is about 5'9", sparkling eyes, long dirty-blonde hair that reaches halfway down her back, small but perky breasts, slender legs and a cute, girlish face. In the matter of five weeks, I had only spied her panties once. Soon after, she told me of her preference to not wear anything beneath her rehearsal tights. This was nothing new, considering that many dancers opt out of wearing undergarments beneath their leotards and tights. It sure had my mind racing, though! About two weeks ago, soon after rehearsal had ended, a few of us found a neon pink bikini laying next to a seat in the auditorium. Sure enough, it was Jane's seat. We all laughed and figured that Jane, after removing her underwear before rehearsal, had forgotten to grab it when she left. It was still sitting there the next afternoon. Someone from the cast called Jane up and finally told her about the missing bikini. This was the last day before Spring Break and I assumed that she would run up to the theatre after classes to take her underwear back. Thinking about the bikini pressed up against Jane's pussy made me very excited and I debated on swiping it after class, but ultimately decided against it. One hour before my ride was set to pick me up for break, I couldn't let go of the idea that Jane's bikini was up for grabs. If she hadn't picked it up by then, she wasn't going to. The campus was closing for an entire week and the bikini would most likely be tossed out with the trash if the cleaning staff found it. I hiked up to the theatre, took a peek inside and still saw it sitting there. Making sure nobody was around, I swiped the underwear and shoved it into my jacket pocket. Returning to the safety of my dorm, I took the bikini out and held it up to my nose. It had definitely been worn... and less than 24 hours before! A few days ago, I took Jane's bikini out of hiding and decided to put it to good use. I felt so disgustingly perverted and LOVED the feeling! My right hand felt along my six-inch dick for some time before I slowly lowered the bikini just above the tip of my nose. It was, and still is, the sweetest pussy I have ever smelled. I loved my ex-girlfriend's deep, warm scent, but Jane's was lighter and more subtle, even perfume-like. For a moment, I stopped rubbing myself just to inhale her scent more thoroughly. Here I was pleasuring myself to a girl I hardly knew. The idea felt so naughty and sexually exhilarating! I tightened the grip on myself, desperately wanting some lotion, but too embroiled in pleasure to stop. As I inhaled the bikini even more, my thoughts turned to licking Jane's pussy. I wanted so badly to taste her---to feel her wetness on my tongue. I envisioned a neat strip of dark pubic hair which I would run my fingers through before rubbing on her tiny clitoris, my tongue still lashing wildly against her swollen crevice. Soon afterward, at the onset of my impending orgasm, the blowjob fantasy once again took hold of me. I began whispering out loud, "Jane... you're so good... I'm gonna come, baby." A final sniff of her bikini sent me over the edge. In my mind, I squirted numerous shots into her mouth and on her lips, which she promptly showed me before swallowing. I came somewhere in the middle of this, quickly grabbing the wad of tissues I had strategically placed next to me on the bed. A few drops of semen spilled onto my pubic hair, but I was able to catch most of it just in time. Obviously, I am keeping Jane's bikini tucked away for another masturbation session in the near future. If she does wind up looking for it after break, she'll have to be content with the idea that the cleaning staff tossed it away. Little does she realize just how intimately I have "come" to know her...