Date: Mon, 27 Jan 2014 11:00:16 -0800 (PST)
From: Tony Williams <tonywill9999@yahoo.com>
Subject: How I Came to Love White Panties

How I Came to Love White Panties

     I'll never forgt the night that white panties became the most exciting
thing in my life.  My Mom was going out of town for the night.  "You're ten
now, Misty," she said.  "You're old enough to be on your own."

     "But I get bored on my own," I whined.  "Can Helen sleep over and
babysit me?  Please?"

     She relented and called her.  Just before Mom left, Helen arrived and
I opened the door and jumped into her arms, wrapping my legs round her
waist.  She laughed and put one arm round my waist and her other hand under
my butt.  She kissed me briefly on the lips.

     "Hi, Kiddo," she said.  "You're getting heavy."  She let me slide down
her body and I stepped back and looked at her.  She was wearing a short
pleated white tennis skirt and a white cotton men's singlet.  I took her
hand and led her into the living room.  She shrugged off her backpack and
dropped it on the coffee table.

     Helen was sixteen and utterly gorgeous.  I guess I had a crush on her.
I tried to hang out with her at school, but she was mostly with the older
girls who didn't want a little kid hanging round, but she tried to make
time for me and I just loved it when she babysat and I could have her to
myself.

     Mom came into the living room towing her carry-on bag.  "Hi, Helen.
Been playing tennis?"

     "Yeah," she said without further comment.  Mom gave her some
instructions about me doing homework and taking a shower and stuff, then
gave me a hug, and she was gone.

     "I didn't know you played tennis," I said.

     "I don't. This was the shortest skirt I could find."  She lifted the
hem as high as it would go, revealing a pair of white translucent boy
shorts with lace round the legs and at the waist.  I gasped.  "These aren't
tennis shorts."

      She grinned.  "No shit."

      I fell to my knees in front of her.  "Oh, my God!" I breathed.  "They
are so . . ."

     "Sexy?"

     "Awesome!  What would happen in a gust of wind?"

     "My skirt would blow up and everyone would see my panties.  That's the
idea, silly.  I like showing off my undies."  The nylon material was
transparent enough for me to see that her pubic hair was cleanly shaved
off.  A fine seam ran from the waist, down the front and disappeared
between her legs.  There was no cotton panel at the crotch.  I ran the
backs of my fingers across her lower abdomen.  The material had a smooth,
silky quality.  "Get my phone out of my backpack and take a picture," she
said.  I found the phone and snapped of a couple of shots.  She finally
dropped the skirt and took the phone from me and looked at the screen.
"Pretty fuckin' sexy, huh?  Carla with like these.  She's coming over
later."  My face must have fallen because she quickly added, "Don't worry,
she won't be staying long.  She has to go to the theatre with her mom."  I
relax.  Carla is Helen's best friend and they're practically inseparable at
school.  I'm a bit jealous of her.  "Now let's see what panties you're
wearing.  Lift your dress up."  I stood and lifted the hem of my school
uniform.  "Higher," she said.  "That's better.  Misty, d'you know how sexy
you look?  I'm crazy about white panties."

     "They're just ordinary cotton undies."

     "Yes, but you're inside them.  You look adorable.  Let me take a pic."
The flash went off three or four times as I held my dress up, smiling at
her.  Then she dropped to her knees and put her palms on the back of my
thighs.  She slid her hands up until she cupped my butt cheeks and pulled
me to her, with her face on my tummy.  "Oh, so sexy, so sexy," she
murmured, rubbing her cheek against my abdomen, making me feel warm all
over.  "Darling panties, so soft and warm, so intimate."  She looked up at
me, her eyes big.  "My sweet angel," she murmured, then planted a kiss on
my mound.  My heart was racing.

     It reminded me of the day about a year before, when she was looking
after me, and she was sprawled on the couch, her legs spread as I sat on
the rug between her feet, looking up her skirt.  She knew I was excited and
she just lay there, letting me look. She hed white panties on back then,
too.  I got up and sat on one of her thighs, facing her, and fell forward
on to her body.  She started bouncing her thigh up and down.  I told her it
was like riding a horse.  "Ride the horsey, Misty, ride the horsey," she
said.  It made my muffin feel all tingly.  After a while she said,
"Horsey's getting tired.  Ride the other one."  I straddled her other thigh
and rode it until she said, "It's the end of the ride.  My ankle's killing
me."  I climbed off, my face flushed.  "It feels nice, doesn't it," she
said.  "I used to ride my Daddy's thigh."  That night, I put my hand down
inside my jammies and ran my finger up and down my muffin to feel the
sensation again.  I've been masturbating on a nightly basis ever since.

     Now, on the most thrilling evening of my life, Helen looked up at me.
"Why don't we make this an underwear party?  Let's hang out in our
panties."

     "My mom would go beserk if she knew," I giggled.

     "So would mine.  Let's do all sorts of naughty stuff."

     "What about Carla?"

     She laughed.  "Carla's the naughtiest person I know.  She'll love it.
I'm gonna phone her and let her see the pix."  She made the call, said,
"Hi," and paused.  "That's me in the nylon and little Misty in the cotton
. . .Yeah, she is . . .anyone in white, as you know.  See you in a bit."
She ended the call.  "Let me get you out of that uniform."  She lifted my
dress over my head and looked at me.  "The cami's gotta come off, too."  I
lifted my arms and she removed it and looked at my chest.  "Mmm, no sign of
tits, yet."

     "I'm sorry," I said.

     "Oh, don't get me wrong, I like girls who don't have tits.  My God,
you look delicious!  I could just eat you.  I've been wanting to see you in
just your panties for ages now.  It was worth the wait."  I gave her a
grateful smile.  "Your turn now, Misty.  Undress me."  Her words thrilled
me.  I unfastened her skirt and let it fall.  Her panties were a lot sexier
than mine.  Then I pulled her singlet over her head and looked at her tits.
They were quite small but her nipples were a lot bigger than mine.  I
stood, gazing at her, speechless.  Looking at her almost naked body made my
head spin.

     "I love your tits," I said.

     "Kiss them."

     I thought she was just fooling around, totaly unprepared for her
reaction as I put my arms round her waist and lowered my lips to her left
breast.  I heard her gasp.  Her nipple grew hard in my mouth and I nibbled
it with my teeth.  She shuddered.  I switched to the other breast and she
gave a little moan.  "Oh, Misty, you sexy little tease, I could fall in
love with you."  I looked up at her with adoration, which must have shown
on my face, because she smiled at me and stepped away.  She sat on the
couch and pulled me down beside her, an arm round my shoulder.  "You nearly
made me cum," she murmured.  "You know what I mean?"

     "If course I know.  I'm ten.  I know all about cumming."

     "Do you cum?"

     "Kind of.  It's like a sudden thrill."

     "Yeah, it gets better as you get older.  Time for more pictures."

     "Let's use my mom's camera.  It has a delay thing so we can have time
to pose."  I fetched it from the den and propped it up on the sideboard.
We posed, side by side, then facing each other, arms round each other then
a one where we were kissing.  I'd been kissed lots of times, but never like
that.  Her tongue was in my mouth and she ground her hips against mine.  We
broke apart and reset the camera.  "Put your hand on the front of my
panties and I'll do the same to you."  We held the pose until the flash
went off.  Resetting the camera again, she said, "Same pose, but now let's
put our hands inside."  It was the first time another person had touched my
muffin and it sent an electric thrill through me.  My fingers touched the
lips of her pussy and I heard her take a deep breath.  After the flash went
of, we left our hands where they were and just gazed into each other's
eyes.  I was awash in a sea of love and began to feel as though I might
cum, but just then the doorbell rang.

     "It's Carla," she said, breaking away and went to open the front door.
For a second I wondered what she would do if it were a total stranger at
the door.  She'd handle it somehow.  But it was Carla, who said, "Fuck me!
You girls look sexy.  What are you up to?"

     "We're having an underwear party," I said.

     "Hi, Misty.  My, you are growing up!"  Then, to Carla, "I never
realized how hot your little friend was.  Whose idea was the underwear
party?"

     "Hers," we both say, simultaneously.

     "Do I get to join you?" she asked, with a sly smile.

     "Silly question," said Helen.  "Sit down and let me pull those jeans
off you."  They were absolutely skin tight, like they'd been painted on.
As Carla sat, Helen knelt and slipped her friend's shoes off, unzipped her
jeans and tugged hard at the cuffs.  Carla simply slid down the couch.
"Stand behind her, Misty and hold her arms."  I went behind the couch and
took hold of Carla's wrists.  Helen gave another yank and the jeans slid
down, pulling Carla's white bikini briefs with them as far as her knees.
Helen untangled the jeans from her ankles and I came round to kneel beside
her.  We both looked at Carla's pussy, shaved just as cleanly as Helen's.
She spread her knees as far as the panties would let her.  Lying in such a
lewd pose told me that she was, as Helen had said, a very naughty person.
We smiled at her.

     "Take a good look," she said, grinning.  "How d'you like my pussy,
Misty?"

     "It's awesome!" I breathed, my excitement showing in my voice.  She
crossed her arms and pulled her T shirt over her head and flopped back
again.  Her tits were a little bigger than Helen's but still nice and firm
with no droop.  She laced her fingers behind her head.  I stood and grabbed
the camera and took half a dozen shots.  "Are you gonna put those on
Facebook?" she asked, laughing.  "I hope so.  I want all my friends to see
how sexy I look."

     "You can put them on your own page," said Helen.  "My mom checks
mine."  She leaned forward and placed a little kiss on Carla's pussy, then
stood up.  Carla pulled her panties up, lifting her hips, taking her sweet
time.  I heard the elastic of the waistband snap against her tummy.  I
thought it was a lovely sound.  She stood and looked at us.

     "I don't have much time.  Are we gonna go to your bedroom, Misty?  I
wanna give you a nice surprise."

     "What?"

     "Wait and see."  She took my hand and led me lead her up the stairs to
my room with Helen following.  "Lie face down on the bed," Carla said.
"We're gonna give you a back rub."

     "One of your special back rubs?" asked Helen, smirking.

     "Exactly, both of us are gonna do you, Misty.  Put the pillow over
your head.  I want you to be able to feel our fingers without knowing whose
hand is whose."  I pulled the pillow over my head and then felt the first
light touch of fingers on my shoulder blades and another on the backs of my
thighs.  Their feather-like caresses moved up and down my body, lingering
on my butt as I lay there, willing to let them do anything they liked to
me.  After a few minutes, I felt fingers tugging at my panties and I lifted
my hips to let them slide down, then more fingers were running up the
inside of my thighs and lightly touching my butt hole before moving on up
my back.

     Then I heard Carla's voice murmur, "Roll on to your back."  With the
pillow still in place, I rolled over, letting my legs part, feeling
deliciously vulnerable, knowng they were looking at my exposed muffin.

     "What a darling little twinky you have," said Carla.  "You're still
just a little girl, but incredibly sexy, nevetheless.  I bet you've had a
taste of that, Helen."

     "Actually no, not yet.  She is kinda young and innocent."

     "Not so innocent, not from the way she looked at my pussy."  I smiled
to myself under the pillow.  Then their fingers were all over me again,
strokes so light they almost tickled, over my chest, gently pinching my
nipples, down over my belly, lightly brushing my muffin, down my thighs and
back up again.  I was swimming in a dreamy ocean of pleasure, willing
giving my little body to these two beautiful girls.  Soon they abandoned my
thighs and chest, concentrating on my lower body, swirling round my muffin,
stroking up and down my crack, until I felt a finger go inside me.  I hoped
it was Helen's but I didn't want to spoil things by moving the pillow. I
lifted my hips to meet it.  The only other finger that had been in there
was my own.  It went in deep, then gently thrust in and out as other
fingers rubbed my little bud, driving me crazy.  Then the fingers left me
for a second and I felt a pair of lips press against my muffin.  A tongue
went inside me, then was withdrawn and I felt it slide up and down my
crack, finally settling on my bud, swirling round it in circles.  The
pleasure radiated out from my muffin, spreading through my whole body until
it crested in a huge wave that washed over me, leaving me gasping for air.
I'd cum like I'd never cum before.  I pulled the pillow off to see Carla
face between my thighs, grinning up at me, her cheeks wet.  Helen was
beside her, staring at me in adoration.

     "Good, wasn't it?" Said Carla.  "Your toes curled.  I know how to make
a girl cum."

     "It was unbelievable," I gasped.  "You made me explode."

     "Just in time," she said, looking at her watch.  "I gotta run.  I have
to say, Misty, I never thought a ten year old girl could get me as aroused
as you have, but if I had more time, I'd stady and let you drive me crazy.
Shit, I'm late!  Bye, guys."  And she was gone, just like that.  Moments
later we heard the front door slam.

     "I guess she managed to get her jeans back on," said Helen, coming to
lie down beside me.  "I told you she's naughty."  She put her arm round my
shoulder and I laid my head on her chest.

     "I wish it had been you, Helen.  I was lying there under the pillow,
my muffin melting, hoping it was your tongue."

     "It will be, my darling, I promise you.  I'm gonna spend a lot of time
eating your muffin."

     "What's it taste like?"

     "Just like when you put your finger in yourself and then taste it.
Everyone does it.  Do you want to try it, see what I taste like?"

     I didn't bother answering.  I scootched down the bed, slid her sexy
panties down and threw them aside, then lay with my face between her
thighs.  She was soaking wet so I planted a kiss on her pussy lips then put
my tongue in her has far as it would go.  Then I licked her clit.

     "Put your fingers in me, Sweetheart.  Yes, now two.  In and out like
that, yes.  Can you get four fingers in.  Push, it won't hurt.  Oh, my God,
you're driving me crazy.  Now fold your thumb into your palm and push your
whole hand in."  Being as skinny as I am, my hand is quite small.  I
pushed, but I didn't want to hurt her.  I had a sudden idea, opened the
drawer of the bedside table and took out a bottle of sunscreen.  I squirted
it on my hand and tried again.  "Push.  Shove it in me, you sexy little
darling.  Oh, fuck, yeah!"  My hand suddenly slid all the way in, up to my
wrist.  I was amazed that her vagina could accommodate it.  "Make a fist.
Aaah, fuck!  That's great!  In and out, yes, Jesus, I think I'm gonna cum.
God, I love you, Misty!  Fuck me, fuck me!"

     "Cum for me, Helen, cum for me," I whispered.  Her hips lifted and she
let out a hugh sigh, then went limp.  I carefully withdrew my hand.  Her
lips gaped, revealing the dark cavern within.  I buried my face, licking
round the edge of her vulva, inhaling the intense aroma of sex, and gave
her clit a final little suck, then came up for air.  Her whole chest and
face were flushed.

     "I came," she said.  "You made me cum, you little darling."  I felt so
proud.

     Late in the evening, We got fully dressed again, so that we could have
the exquisite pleasure of undressing each other. We took lots of pictures
of this double strip-tease, pulling each other's panties down and showing
off our intimate parts in the most lewd ways we could think of.  Now I'd be
able to re-live this magnificent evening in the days ahead as I lay alone
in my bed, looking at my computer screen with my hand down the front of my
panties, knowing that Helen would be doing the same thing.

        Much later, we lay in my bed, spooned together, her arms round me,
my butt pressed against her stomach as Helen snored gently, her breath on
the back of my neck.  Tomorrow wasn't a school day, so we could lie in and
I knew exactly what I would do when we woke up.  I was going to pull
Helen's panties to one side and lick her like Carla licked me.  I was going
to drown in her.  I was going to do everything I could to drive her crazy
and make her love me even more.  And then I'd let her do anything she liked
to me.  Absolutely anything at all!



The End.