Panty Stealing Perv: Caught in the Act

Some girls complain about people with a panty fetish, but I love panty stealing pervs.

It’s such a compliment to be wanted so much that a person can’t resist stealing my panties. And I got to reward a panty stealing perv last weekend while trying on lingerie. I made sure it was a memory he’d never forget. I’d noticed him watching me as I shopped with my friends. He was drinking in my long longs, my short skirt, my full curves like he needed them to survive. Since I love to tease, I made sure to meet his eyes and lift my skirt just a little to show off my lacy panties. I know that the panty stealing perv was going to follow me and he didn’t disappoint.

When we went into the lingerie store, I caught sight of him again, but didn’t point him out to my friends. He kept looking at panties and then at me before moving on to the next set. Any of the ones he touched, I picked up to try on. I wanted the panty stealing perv to break all the rules for me.

By the time I got to the changing room, I had a feeling that the curtain wasn’t going to stay shut for long. I hummed to myself as I stripped down to my bra and panties and I wiggled out of my panties and hung them on the hook closest to the curtain. I knew it was a matter of time until my panty stealing perv came to collect. Even though I was supposed to keep my panties on while trying on others, I just couldn’t resist. The idea of him opening the curtain just to get a whiff of my panties, to pocket them, to rub his face against them was starting to make me wet. There was no way the panty stealing perv could resist the temptation.

I teased myself through the new panties I had on – a purple silky thong that barely covered everything – when I saw it.

The panty stealing perv couldn’t even wait for multiple pairs to choose from. A little move of the curtain proved he was right there. I caught him in the mirror and our eyes met as he stole my used panties and pressed them to his face, sniffing my wetness and rubbing his cheek against the lacy fabric. I smiled at the panty stealing perv and rubbed my fingers over my clit through the panties. We stared at each other in the mirror and my smile grew.

“I’ll get these all nice and wet for you. They’ll be the perfect thing for a panty stealing perv like you,” I promised. His eyes stayed focused on me as he panted and kept my old panties in his hand. The panty stealing perv slowly slid my panties over his body and down to the hard-on tenting his sweats as he watched me touch myself.

The purple fabric between my legs got wetter and wetter until I turned around, leaned back against the mirror and faced him. I worked my fingers under the panties while softening my moans I really like touching myself. He didn’t stand a chance. The panty stealing perv pushed his sweats down and wrapped my used panties around his cock, using them to jerk off. I kept working myself up, letting more and more moans slip between my lips until I finished with a breathy whimper. The panty stealing perv wasn’t far behind. He panted and groaned with my panties wrapped tightly around his cock. He finished in them, heaving and gritting his teeth.

Laughing, I pulled the curtain shut in front of him. He was a panty stealing perv!

He could keep my panties, but he didn’t get to see my pussy. I changed into another pair of panties, sliding the wet pair off. I pulled off the tag of the new pair, got myself dressed, and handed him the used panties I’d just soaked with my cum. As I walked by the panty stealing perv shoving my original panties in his pocket, I dangled the damp purple pair from my fingers. “Take it or leave it,” I dared. He snatched them from my fingers and mumbled a thank you. Panty stealing pervs can be so sweet when they get what they want. And I’m happy to provide my wet panties to anyone who’s eager to get a smell, taste, or feel of me.

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