PANTY THIEF - CHAPTER 1 [PATREON EXCLUSIVE]

CHAPTER 1

Thom glanced over his shoulder as he stood in front of his girlfriend’s underwear drawer. She had just left, so Thom was all alone, tempted by the treasures that were inside of her panty drawer. If there was one thing Thom enjoyed, it was seeing his girl dressed in nothing but lingerie.

Lucy was a hot girl on campus. One of those girls that always wore heels and pretty clothes, even if she was simply leaving her room to stop by the vending machine. Sure, there were those days when she couldn’t be bothered to wear anything other than a pair of yoga pants and a camisole, but her hair would still look cute.

Thom loved his girlfriend. He loved having her on his arm when they walked around campus. Everyone always looked a little jealous when they cuddled up next to each other, but despite it all, Thom had a lingering desire in the back of his mind.

He desperately wanted to wear her undergarments.

Every time Lucy stripped down to whatever sexy thong and bra that she was wearing, Thom felt a pang in his heart. Yes, Lucy was extremely sexy, and he fucked her whenever she wanted it, but it wasn’t fair!

Why did she get to wear all the sexy clothes? Why did she get to feel the sensuous fabrics on her body while Thom was stuck to an ugly pair of briefs? Why did she get to have that amazing hourglass figure? Those curves. Those hips. Those big breasts.

Thom knew that he would never have Lucy’s amazing, womanly body, but he at least wanted to feel her clothes. He wanted to feel what it was like to have a thong hugging his hips. Was that little piece of fabric that disappeared into her ass uncomfortable, or did it feel amazing?

Thom’s heart raced as he slowly pulled open Lucy’s lingerie drawer. He glanced at her closed bedroom door, reminding himself that nobody was home. Lucy didn’t have roommates anymore, so Thom was all alone in her apartment. This was his chance to make his fantasies come true.

There were so many options inside of the drawer. Lucy had thongs and panties and boy shorts in every color of the rainbow. Thom dug through them, overwhelmed about what to wear, wondering which piece of lingerie would look best hugged around his cock.

Fuck, he was already getting hard.

What was wrong with him? Thom cursed himself, but he couldn’t stop. He’d been wondering what it was like to wear lingerie for far too long, and at twenty-one, he figured now was the best chance he would get to experiment.

Lucy didn’t usually leave Thom alone at her place, but she was in a rush to leave that morning to meet some friends for a study group before one of their biggest tests of the semester. Thom had listened intently when she talked about all that she had to remember for her political science exam, but in the back of his mind, he’d been thinking about her panty drawer.

He'd been thinking about exactly what he was doing now, sifting through the panties and thongs, trying to decide which one to wear.

After a few minutes of looking, Thom decided on a fire-red thong that looked like it would barely hold his junk, but that was what thrilled him. He wanted the thong to be tight, which he knew it would since Lucy’s waist was several inches smaller than his own, but he also wanted to feel that fabric cupping his balls. He wanted to become one of the men from the pornos he watched when he was all alone at night, positive nobody would be around to discover his secret fantasies.

Thom moaned deeply when he pulled out the red thong and pressed it against his face. He did this sometimes when he and Lucy were about to fuck, but he doubted she suspected how badly he wanted to pull the thongs up his legs instead of tossing them to the floor.

Every time Thom stripped Lucy naked, he wished he could put on her bra and panties. If she was wearing a super cute short dress, then he wished he could put that on too. Thom often wondered what it would be like to become Lucy for the day.

Did guys whistle at her?

He knew without a doubt that they checked her out when she walked around campus, her breasts bouncing and hips swaying. More than a few people stared at Thom when they were together, probably wondering what it would be like to be him and have such a beautiful girl on his arm.

Thom placed the red thong on top of Lucy’s chest of drawers and pulled off his t-shirt. He tossed it over his shoulder to the bed as he reached down to unbutton his jeans. He breathed heavily as he stared at Lucy’s red thong, beyond excited to feel it on his body.

He’d been waiting far too long for this moment, but it wasn’t like he could go to the mall and buy lingerie of his own. They lived in a small college town, and no, everyone didn’t know who Thom was, but a decent amount of people did. He played on the basketball team, had a popular social media account, and more people knew him than the other way around.

The last thing Thom wanted was to have rumors spread about him. Thom had dreams of playing basketball professionally, and no coach would want to pick him if they knew he had a proclivity for wearing women’s clothing. He wasn’t gay, but they would write him off as queer and differentand try to exclude him from the team.

Thom pushed his jeans and briefs down his legs, his half erect cock bouncing. Thom cursed as he looked down at his member, wondering why it got so excited about a little red thong, but it did. He couldn’t control it.

Thom glanced at the red thong for a long moment. He thought about putting it back in Lucy’s drawer and forgetting the entire moment had even happened, but then he looked down at his growing dick. He looked at the closed bedroom door and heard the silence of Lucy’s apartment.

If he was going to make his dreams come true, there was no better time than the present. He had a thong, privacy, and he didn’t even have to embarrass himself by buying the lingerie at a store. Thom had been waiting for this moment, and he knew he would regret it if he didn’t use this opportunity.

Thom cursed under his breath as he stepped into a thong for the first time. He bit his lip as he slowly pulled the red fabric up his legs, getting even harder than he already was. By the time he got the thong up to his waistline, his cock was throbbing.

Fucking hell.

The thong couldn’t even contain his boner, but it felt so fucking good. The thong was tight around his junk, and his cock had never looked sexier as it did hanging out from the side of the tiny strip of fabric that was designed to cover a pussy.

Not a raging boner.

Thom reached down, jumping a little when he touched his sensitive tip. He cursed as he wrapped his hand around his throbbing cock, staring at himself in the mirror above Lucy’s chest of drawers. He slowly rubbed his cock as he stood there in nothing but a thong, loving every second.

It was possible to see the mirror from Lucy’s bed, so Thom lay on the bed against a mountain of pillows. He stared down his body at his cock standing tall out the side of the thong, rubbing it slowly, cursing under his breath he was so happy that he’d finally done it.

He’d finally put on a thong like he’d always wanted, and it was even better than he’d been expecting. It looked so sexy, and that little strip of fabric that had disappeared between his ass cheeks was surprisingly comfortable and got him excited in ways he wasn’t yet ready to explore.

Thom bit his lip as he lay there stroking his manhood, watching it throb and shake and threaten to squirt. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to last long with the tiny red thong around his waist. He didn’t want to soil the thong, but he also wasn’t sure that he was strong enough to remove it now that it was around his waist.

His dreams were coming true.

Thom rubbed his dick slowly, edging himself. He didn’t want to cum. He didn’t want the moment to end. He could have lay there staring at his cock for hours. Days. Maybe even longer. Thom held his cock and shook it, laughing to himself.

A bead of precum flew from his tip and stained the red fabric around his crotch. Thom cursed, but he figured that there was no point in trying to keep the lingerie clean now that they were soiled. He would have to wash them with his clothes and put them back some other day when Lucy wasn’t looking.

Yeah, that was what he was going to do.

Thom chewed on his bottom lip as he picked up speed, rubbing his cock with vigor. He didn’t want to cum, but he couldn’t keep teasing himself. The sight of his cock was too sexy to ignore. He never thought that the thong would look this amazing, but he couldn’t get enough of it.

He was hooked.

Thom rubbed and rubbed his cock as his balls tightened. His toes curled. He could feel the cum working its way through his shaft, so he let go of his dick, gasping as he edged himself. His cock was on edge, ready to explode. Ready to bust that load, but Thom wanted to wait. He wanted to tease himself, at least for a second.

Moments later, Thom grabbed his dick and rubbed it again. Then he released it, watching his cock shake and throb in the mirror, nearly getting as red as the thong around his waistline.

Thom couldn’t handle the torture after five or six times of edging himself. He grabbed his cock with a heavy fist and closed his eyes for a second as he beat his dick quickly, working himself to the orgasm he so desperately needed, opening his eyes at the very last second to watch the thick streams of cum erupt from his dick.

The gooey white ropes shot from the slit of his tip, falling onto the red thong. He cursed as he watched his creamy load stain the fabric, cursing even more loudly when he heard the front door of Lucy’s apartment open and close.

“Fuck,” he said to himself as he held his hard, gooey cock in his hand. His muscles flexed as he tried to roll out of bed, but it was too late. Lucy threw open the door and caught him red-handed.

“What in the world are you doing?” she asked with a horrified expression on her face as she took in the sight of her hunky boyfriend in a pair of her soiled panties.

“Uh… uh… I can explain!” Thom said as he felt tears burning in his eyes. He was so humiliated. He never thought that Lucy would return home before her class, or he wouldn’t have put on her thong!

“Explain then!” Lucy said with her arms crossed over her chest, blocking the path to the bathroom.

Thom stood there by the side of the bed, trying to hide his sticky cock and the soiled thong that he’d stolen from his girlfriend’s drawer, but there was no use. No matter where he put his hands, he couldn’t cover everything, and Lucy had already seen the worst.

“I’m waiting!”

“Please just let me get cleaned up,” Thom said as a thick bead of cum dropped from his hand to the floor.

Lucy groaned and moved out of the way. She pointed toward the bathroom and yelled at Thom to clean himself.

“I have no time for this, Thom!” Lucy yelled when Thom ran past her and slammed the bathroom door shut. “I have one of my most important tests of the semester in thirty minutes, and this is what I come home to! Are you kidding me, Thom?”

“Please, go take your test, and we’ll talk later,” Thom said. He was standing in the bathroom in front of the mirror, more mortified than he’d ever been. Now when he looked down at himself, he felt nothing but shame and humiliation.

“How do you expect me to concentrate after this? I swear, Thom!” Lucy said as she went to grab the book she’d left in her bedroom. It was stashed away in the drawer of her nightstand. “I’m going to forget I even saw this for now, but you’re damn right that we’re going to talk about this! Tonight! Do you hear me?”

“Yes, Lucy. I’m so sorry. Good luck on your test,” Thom said in an ashamed voice.

Lucy screamed through her folded lips and marched out of the apartment huffing and puffing.