If Only She Knew What I Did in Her House While She Was Away - Cover

If Only She Knew What I Did in Her House While She Was Away

by Calcifer Firedemon

Copyright© 2025 by Calcifer Firedemon

True Story Sex Story: I need to share this and know if it is only me that is a disgraceful pervert. Or do others share my addiction and obsession for stealing underwear?

Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   NonConsensual   Heterosexual   True Story   Masturbation   Voyeurism   Big Breasts   .

My neighbour asked me to feed her cat whilst she went on holiday. As soon as i see her drive away i let myself in and rush to her bedroom to find where she keeps her underwear. I collect it you see. I have so many trophies from ex girlfriends. Wives of some of my close friends, old work colleagues. Even my old maths tutor from college.

Every time i meet or am in a social situation with a woman i find attractive i instantly think about what underwear they have on and how i would love to add a piece of theirs to my collection. Each night after my wife goes to bed i go to my secret stash and consider carefully which piece i will use to make me climax tonight. I like mesh and lace briefs but also tights / pantyhose. I would steal heels as well, but they are harder to hide. So i make do with coming into my wifes platform Louboutins that she hasn’t worn for years.

I would like to tell you a very risky thing i have done only a few times, but would love to do much more, it would be the end of my relationship and my family life if i get caught - but i have no regrets as it makes my cock pulse just even typing it now. I hope reading it will turn you on as well even if just a little.

I picked out a pair of spotted black mesh panties -with pink frilled trim. And then as a base impulse also took some nude pantyhose that had come from a very old girlfriend. I wrapped the panties around the base of my erection then pulled the hose over my head so they where smooth and tight pressing into my face. They smelt of must and sweat, an unmistakable odour like a room after a long night of raw primal sex.

I crept down the hall to our bedroom where my wife had been asleep for few hours now -i knew she was easy to wake but i was well practiced at where the noisy floorboards and creaks where as i had done this many times before. i could see her face and bare neck and shoulders above the sheets - her breathing was slow and regular from her depth of sleep.

 
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