Me standing in the bathroom wearing Kirsten's bra and panties over my face.Sorry about the blacking, but I have to hide my tattoos.
Kirsten's bra with the tag showing bra size as 38C.
Kirsten's bra.
Kirsten's panties hanging off my cock.
Me wearing Kirsten's bra.
Well, after spending the weekend away from home, I had an opportunity to masturbate only once.
Monday morning after the hosts went to work, I had the house all to myself before I had to head back home.
My story starts the day before.
Sunday morning at the breakfast table, I had the great fortune to sit across the table from the daughter of my hosts.
Kirsten is in her 20’s and has long blonde hair, a nice body, and a nice perky set of tits.
During breakfast as I sat across from Kirsten, I kept looking at her tits as she ate her meal.
The one thing that I noticed (and I do consider myself as an expert in the field of women’s tits), is that she had different size tits.
One tit was very large, and the other looked as if it were only half the size.
Since I had always seen Kirsten dressed in baggy clothes, I had not been that interested in her until now.
This morning she was wearing a white night shirt, and a pair of pajama bottoms and no bra.
I knew that she was not wearing a bra when she walked into the dining room, because her tits bounced with every step she took.
Sitting at the table, she had one arm across the table with her small tit resting on it, and the larger one just hanging there.
As I ate, I kept glancing at her tits trying to determine if this was really so, the two different size tits I mean.
After a while I had decided that yes, she did have different size tits, because when she got up from the table and began to clear the breakfast dishes, it was the way that her sleeper top clung to her tits that I could clearly see that they were in fact different sizes.
All day long I had thought about Kirsten and those nice perky tits bouncing when she walked into the dining room earlier in the day.
Next morning after everyone had left for work, the house was mine until it was time for me to leave.
The thought of Kirsten was still on my mind, and I had to find out more about this hot young lady.
This house that they have has a suite in the basement that Kirsten lives in, and has her own privacy.
The rest of the family live upstairs, and share the other 2 of the 3 bedrooms.
With the thoughts of those perky tits on my mind, I thought I would head into Kirsten’s room to see if I could find out what size her larger tit was.
Upon entering her room, I noticed that there was a laundry basket heaped with her freshly washed clothes that needed to be folded and put away.
Heading over to the laundry basket, I lifted a few clothes and found one of her bras.
My fingers were trembling as I gently pulled it from under a few other clothes and searched for the tag to find out the cup size.
Finding the tag on the back strap, I looked at the size, and became quite excited.
Kirsten had a size 38C. (Photos above)
I stood there with my hard cock pressing against my pants and began to feel all of the soft fabric that the bra was made of.
A thousand things ran through my mind as I held and felt her bra.
What do I do now I thought?
Put it back or perhaps try it on to see if it would fit.
Try it on was the first thing that kept popping into my mind, so that was what I was going to do.
Taking off my shirt, I fumbled with that bra to make sure it was straight, and then hooked the ends together and pulled it up into place like it should be worn.
Feeling that bra around my upper chest felt good, and I began to shake with excitement.
Just as I was about to take it off, I noticed that there was a dirty laundry basket next to the clean one, and on top of the dirty clothes was a pair of Kirsten’s dirty panties.
I stood there for a second and gazed upon that pair of light blue silky smooth panties.
My fingers trembled as I slowly reached down and touched them.
Standing there my knees began to get weak and tremble as I picked up that pair of dirty panties and just held them in my hand for a moment.
Ever so slowly I lifted them to my nose and took a long slow and deep sniff at the crotch.
A sweet perfume of her pussy emanated from the material, and I just had to take another sniff to ensure that it was no dream.
Thousands of thoughts were running through my mind as I took that second sniff, and the one that kept entering my mind was to head back upstairs to the computer room and surf for porn and masturbate.
Today was also a day that I ha crossed a very sacred boundary, going into another persons room without their permission, and secondly, touching their undergarments.
With my shirt still off and still wearing Kirsten’s bra and holding her dirty panties, I left her room and headed back upstairs to where their computer room is, and quickly unpacked my laptop, plugged into their internet where I powered up, and logged on.
Knowing that the hosts were out for the day, I had lots of time to enjoy the pleasures that were to lie ahead.
Sitting at my laptop, still wearing that bra, I began to surf.
Like every good Boy Scout, I always come prepared for every possible event, and my event was masturbation.
To masturbate today I needed some KY, and that is just what I had.
Placing a small dab on the palm of my hand, I began to stroke myself.
In my haste to masturbate, I noticed that the dirty panties were still on the desk beside my computer.
To allow both hands to be free to operate the mouse and to masturbate, I placed that dirty pair of panties over my head with the crotch over my nose.
Slowly breathing in and savoring the sweet aroma of Kirsten’s pussy, I began to tremble again with excitement.
My cock wanted to ejaculate within a few strokes, but I had to pace myself and enjoy this chance of a lifetime event.
Unfortunately, I was so excited that it was only a few minutes before I ejaculated.
Perhaps the pleasure was too much for me, and I had to cum this quickly.
Sitting there after I came, I looked down at her bra and slowly smelt her panties, my day was made.
After a few minutes, it was off to the bathroom to wash all the cum from my hands and cock.
Once the mess was cleaned off, it was off with that bra, and still naked, off to Kirsten’s room to put things back.
Placing the panties back on top of the other dirty clothes, I arranged them so as they had been placed there by Kirsten earlier.
Next I took her bra and folded it up, lifted some of the clean clothes and placed it in the middle of the basket.
Satisfied that things were sort of normally arranged, it was back upstairs to get dressed and put my things away.
Once everything was packed away, the guilt trip began to set in.
I had crossed over the line, by invading Kirsten’s privacy, by looking in her room without her knowledge or permission, wearing her bra and smelling her dirty underwear then masturbating while doing so.
Since it will be a while before I see them again, I just hope that I can look both Kristen and her parents in the eye.
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