My name is Mike and I live in a small block of sheltered accommodation flats in North Wales. Most of the other tenants are, like me retirees with a couple of younger disabled people. One woman that fits into both categories is my neighbour, Hazel, who lives in the flat next to mine. She’s in her mid sixties and has trouble walking far, but despite her age and disability, she’s still very desirable lady and the subject of some my most intense nightly hand jobs. We’re good friends and often have coffee in each other’s flats and whenever I’m around her I seem to have a permanent hard-on and although I try my best to hide it some times it’s impossible and I’ve seen her glancing at my crotch. She’s never said anything but I’m sure she knows she’s the reason my cock is always hard.

One afternoon, I was in her flat having coffee when she asked me if I’d get her pain killers from the bedroom which was something she often asked me to do. This time though was different, when I pushed the door open I saw something I’d never seen before. Lying on the bed was a pair of her knickers, a red silky looking pair. Thinking back I should have realised that this was no coincidence. They didn’t look like they’d just been dropped there but were laid out as if on display but at that didn’t cross my mind as I picked them up and rubbed them against my cheek.

I couldn’t get over how good they felt against my skin, so soft and silky, and the mixture of the faint aroma of her pussy and perfume on them had my cock rock hard in seconds and I quickly stuffed them into my pocket, making sure Hazel wouldn’t see them once I got back into the lounge. My erection was so obvious that there was no way Hazel could miss it if I stayed so I made my excuses and hurried back to my own flat. As soon as I got inside I went and lay on my bed, stripped off and wrapped the knickers around my cock. The feeling of the soft soft, silky material on my cock had me coming in just five or six strokes and I shot a huge load of cumm into them. I had a hard-on all that night as I slept with Hazel’s knickers pressed against my cock.

The following day it was my turn to make the coffee and as we sat drinking it, Hazel smiled at me. “Did you enjoy yourself with my knickers last night Mike?” she asked. It was then I twigged this was a set up and it was no good playing dumb. “So you left them there on purpose,” I said. “Of course I did,” she replied, “I’ve heard you down here sometimes at night and it’s pretty clear what you’re doing and I’ve even heard you using my name so I thought you’d like a pair my knickers to come in.” There wasn’t much I could say because she was right but her next comment took me completely by surprise. “You can keep the if you want Mike, but on one condition,” she said, smiling. I was almost afraid to ask what that condition was but I didn’t have to. “You can keep them,” she said, pausing for effect, “If I can see you wearing them!!!”

Of course I’d read stories about guys who got off on wearing women’s knickers but I’d always considered them weirdos and I stood there for a moment, until Hazel smiled at me. “Well do you want to keep them or not?” she said with a sexy grin. That was it, weird or not, my mind was made up and I quickly pushed my slacks and boxers down and pulled my tee shirt off. “So you do want them,” Hazel said, standing there with her hands on her hips. With her watching every move, I sat down on the couch and pulled the knickers up over my rock hard cock. I was surprised at how good it felt and I almost shot my load there and then.

Hazel told me to stand up again and smiled when she saw my hard cock covered in her silky knickers. “Mmm, that looks really sexy Mike. Does it feel nice? It’s got my pussy’s really wet.” What Hazel’s did next though almost tipped me right over the edge again, as she pulled her skirt up around he waist, showing me that she was also wearing a pair knickers. They were similar to the ones she’d made me wear only hers were white and I could see that her pussy really wet inside them, as there was a definite dark, moist patch where they covered her pussy. I just sat there with my mouth open as I stared at the outline of Hazel’s swollen pussy lips hidden by just the thin material covering them.

My cock was rock hard inside the knickers now and my knob was almost poking above the waistband of them. Hazel came and sat on the couch beside me and lay back opening her legs as she did. Her eyes were locked on mine as she slid her hand down between her legs and started stroking the crotch of her knickers. After a while she closed her eyes, moaning softly as her fingers worked up and down over her hidden pussy lips then she opened her eyes again and looked up at me. “Play with your cock for me Mike,” she groaned, “I want to see you come.” I didn’t need telling twice and started to stroke my cock and it wasn’t long before I felt my balls tighten as my climax built.

Hazel’s moans got even louder as she stroked the crotch of her knickers harder and faster and I could hear the wet sounds her pussy was making. Her moans and the aroma of her sweet pussy juices was filling the room and I began to rub my hand over the front of my knickers faster myself. After only a couple minutes Hazel let out a loud gasp as she started to come, which pushed me over the edge and I shot my load into the knickers I had on, soaking the front of them with my hot sticky cumm.

Hazel stared down into my lap and licked her lips as she watched my cumm soaking through the front of the knickers, triggering another orgasm in her. After she’d recovered, Hazel sat up again and pulled off her wet knickers, giving me my first view of her hot wet pussy. “Oh my God Mike, that was kinky,” she said, “but it was fun I really enjoyed it.” With that, she stood up, pushed her knickers down and stepped out of them. “Here you are,” she said, handing them to me, “take yours off and put these on.”

This was getting weirder by the second but I did as she asked took my knickers off and handed them to her as I had a good idea what was coming next. I noticed that after she’d sat down on the couch, she rubbed the crotch of them over the front where I’d shot my load before she pulled them up over her pussy. While she was doing this, I was doing the same with the ones she’d taken off and as I did, I could feel the warm wetness of her two orgasms on my balls.

“Mmm, that feels nice,” she said, as she stroked her fingers over crotch of the red knickers I’d taken off, “but I think we’d better get dressed, I’ve got a doctors appointment in half an hour.” I went to push the white knickers down but she held her hand up and stopped me. “No,” she said, “leave them on, I won’t be long and anyway I’m leaving these on it’s not that sort of appointment and they’ll keep me nice and wet until I get back.” With that she got off the bed and dressed, with me doing the same and we both left her flat, me heading for mine and Hazel heading for the doctors.

About an hour after I’d got back to my flat, I call from Hazel saying she was home and for me to go on up, which of course, which I did straight away. The feeling of the silky white knickers on my cock and the wetness of her pussy on my balls had kept hard all the time she away so there was a definite bulge in my pants when she opened the door. Hazel spotted it straight away and smiled but didn’t say anything and we made our way to the lounge. Once we were there Hazel poured us both a coffee and we sat, side by side on the couch. Straight away Hazel looked down at my groin again and once again smiled. “Mmm,” she said, “it looks like my knickers did their job Mike. You look harder then you did before I went to the doctors, show me.”

I didn’t need telling twice and stood up, quickly stripping down the knickers which were showing a huge wet patch where my cock had been leaking pre-cumm for the last hour. “Oh yes,” Hazel laughed, “the red ones had the same effect on me. My pussy’s been soaked all the time I was at the doctors.” Before I could ask her to do the same as she asked me to she stood up and pushed her slacks down leaving me in no doubt that what she’d said about her being wet was no lie. The crotch of the knickers was soaked and there was a definite aroma of pussy juice in the air. Before she sat back down she took her top and bra off, leaving herself, like me in just the knickers.