The Invitation Part 4

that had covered his beloved girlfriend's. They were a simple white plain
pair of knickers, but there inside them was the evidence of Sally's arousal
the previous day. Apart from the `usual' marks left by a healthy pussy, it
was clear that she had soaked her way right through them at some point or
other. He raised the knickers to his nose and inhaled the familiar and
much loved bouquet, closing his eyes as he did so. Sally had been right
when she confronted him the previous day. He did enjoy wearing her
knickers, far too much in fact. But he also adored smelling them and even
tasting them. He loved her aroma, and loved her taste even more and there
was nothing better than tasting his beloved's knickers whilst masturbating
himself. The added aroma seemed to make his orgasms much fiercer and
longer lasting.

It was no good - he had to. He simply couldn't help himself. Not
caring that Sally had told him to behave himself, Jack lifted the hem of
his skirt and, pulling the leg of the boyshorts to one side, began to
masturbate his pulsating cock. Eyes close tight, he pushed the discarded
knickers into his face, revelling in the smell of Sally's pussy and,
opening his mouth, her delicate taste on his tongue. It was heaven.
Nothing compared to Sally and to be here with her knickers and her smell
was simply heavenly. As Jack felt his orgasm begin to mount somewhere in
the base of his spine he took a final deep breath through the gusset of
Sally's knickers and then wrapped the delicate cotton garment around the
end of his cock. His orgasm broke over him and he could feel himself
depositing squirt after squirt of hot cum into the knickers. He groaned
involuntarily and collapsed to his knees.

As he opened his eyes he saw a figure in the mirror. It seemed to be a
schoolgirl in her regulation uniform, but her skirt was hiked up around her
waist and her lace boyshorts, perfectly framed between the tops of her
stockings and the straps of the hidden suspender belt, were pulled aside to
reveal, not the delicate pussy of a young woman, but rather the cum
streaked shaved cock of a young man who was holding a pair of sum stained
knickers to the end of his rapidly wilting cock. Jack smiled.