Date: Fri, 22 Nov 2019 11:40:34 -0800 From: Misty Meadow Subject: Underwear Underwear by Misty Meadow "I'm bored," says Lilac, my friend. We're in her living room watching daytime TV and I'm getting sick of shows infested with commercials. "Me, too," I say. "Let's try Netflix." She clicks the fifty inch TV over to computer mode and we look for something suitable for twelve year olds, but we've seen all the good stuff. "I wanna look for underwear," she announces, and types "panties" into a search box. There are pages and pages of undies of all types. "Why underwear?" I ask her. "Knickers are sexy!" she declares, "don't you agree?" "Depends who's wearing them. Mine are boring." "Let's see them," she demands, eagerly. I stand in front of her and lift the front of my dress up above my waist, revealing perfectly ordinary white cotton briefs, the kind worn by schoolgirls the world over, then sit down, my knickers still in view. "No they're not. No knickers are boring, they're all fascinating. Don't ask me why, because I don't know; perhaps it's because we're never allowed to show them off, so they're 'forbidden fruit' so to speak. Wanna see mine?" she asks. Oh, yes, I do, I really do, but I merely nod my head. She stands, lifting her own dress and I wish my knickers were like hers. She's showing me a pair of white nylon boy shorts that have a broad lace waistband and matching lace round the loose legs. I gaze at them, transfixed. "They have a matching top. Look." She lifts her dress over her head and tosses it aside. Her top is halfway between a bra and a cami, the lacy bottom edge not quite reaching her belly button. I can see that her boobs have begun to grow, just a tiny bit. "My mum lets me choose my own undies. Do you like these?" "Awesome! My step-mum buys mine. They're all the same, just like these." I lean back, letting her look at me. I have to admit that flashing my knickers for her is fun. I think I'm probably gay, because I have no interest in boys at all, whereas looking at Lilac, half dressed, flaunting her sexy underwear, is making my tummy tingle. Wow! I think to myself, is Lilac perhaps gay, too? I kinda hope she is, because last week we were fooling around and she pretended to be a boy and kissed me. My gut churned and my heart almost missed a beat. Her lips were soft and warm and her arms round me felt so comforting. For a moment, I thought I was going to pee in my knickers. She sits back down and types "see-through panties" in the search box and clicks on the first available page. There are dozens of images and they're amazing. Some are worn by mannequins, but most are live models, sometimes full figure, more often close ups of live women. "None of them have pubic hair," I note. "They shave. You can't see their cunts either so they're probably air brushed out. It's pity, 'cos cunts are even more fascinating than knickers." Oh, this conversation is getting interesting. This is the moment I decide to start calling my "muffin" my cunt. "Oh, look, crotchless panties!" I cry. They're split from front to back, closed at the front with a little bow. "Oh, wouldn't you like to tug on that?" she enthuses. "I gotta get myself a pair of those. I can order them on line using Mum's credit card." "Will she let you?" "Use her card? Sure, as long as she knows what I'm buying." "But she won't let you buy crotchless knickers, surely?" "Don't be so sure. My Mum's pretty liberal. Her own undies are kinda sexy." Lilac's stepmother is regarded as our school's sexiest Mum and looks younger than her late twenties, petite and slender. She could be confused with some of the older schoolgirls. If I weren't so obsessed with Lilac, I'd certainly be interested in her mum. "The ones you have on are sexy enough," I assure her. "I've started growing hair," she says. "My tits are growing, too. Take a look." She stands, pulls her top off and slides her knickers down until they pool round her ankles. Her cunt is different from my simple slit. Her lips have started to grow and the little bump of her clit is visible. I can see a few tiny hairs on her mound and yes, her tits have just begun to bud, her nipples larger than mine. She's so incredibly beautiful, and I tell her so, unable to tear my gaze away from her lovely body. "Oh, Misty, do you fancy me? I think you do, 'cos you're blushing." She steps out of her knickers, turns round and bends to pick them up. I can see her little rosebud and her cunt both at the same time. She hands her knickers to me. "Why don't you try them on?" "Really?" I'm taken aback by this unusual offer. I've never worn another girl's knickers before, certainly not ones she's just been wearing and the idea is thrilling. "Go ahead. They'll look good on you. Take your dress off first." I lift my dress over my head and stand there, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and excitement as she gazes at me. In just a second or two, she's going to be able to see my cunt, my little girl's slit and I wish it were a little more developed. I pull my knickers off and she stares at it for the few seconds it takes for me to step into hers. I pull them up my legs. "Stop!" she cries when they reach my thighs. "Now you look really sexy. Knickers half way down are so much more erotic than either on or off. Let me look at you." She drops to her knees in front of me, gazing at my cunt. "It's beautiful!" she murmurs. I let her look for a few seconds, my confidence growing. Perhaps my cunt is sexy after all. After a moment I pull them up. Then she really surprises me. She takes my knickers from the coffee table and puts them on, pulling them up tight to form a camel toe. "This is nice, having my cunt nestling where yours was moments ago; so intimate. I think we should wear each other's knickers more often." "You look sexy, even in mine," I tell her. She steps close to me, takes hold of my wrist and places my hand between her legs, then puts her hand between mine. I'm shocked and thrilled at the same time. "Do you like this, Misty? Do you like girls, like I do? I think you do. I've noticed the way you look at me, and last week, when we kissed, you melted, didn't you?" She takes her hand from between my legs and pushes it down the front of the lacy knickers, her finger pressing along my slit. I press my own finger against her camel toe, just to let her know that I'm willing to let her touch me. "I think we should fall in love and try a little gay sex, don't you?" Before I can answer, she presses her mouth to mine and pushes her tongue in. My head spins and my whole body trembles. Then everything changes! I hear the door open and we break apart to see her mum standing in the doorway. Instantly, we remove our hands from between each other's legs, but we're too late. Her mum has seen us. Amazingly, she doesn't appear angry. "Oh, how precious: two little lesbians in their undies! Are those Lilac's, Misty? And are those Misty's? I see you've swapped knickers! How exciting!" She comes into the room, a broad smile on her face. "Sorry, Mum," Lilac says, her face downcast. "No need to apologise, my darling. I'm glad you've found a friend to play with. I used to do that sort of thing when I was your age, and I never actually stopped, though it was much more fun then. It was so naughty and my mother would've been shocked if she'd caught me." "But you aren't?" I ask, puzzled by her calmness. "Shocked? Not a bit; surprised, yes and delighted. I've always hoped you'd prefer girls to boys, just as I did, and Misty, you look adorable in Lilac's knickers. Why don't you keep them as a gift and she can buy some others, maybe like the one's on the computer." The crotchless knickers are still up on the screen. "Wouldn't it be thrilling to pull on that little bow? Until then, Lilac, you can wear Misty's or perhaps some of mine, like the ones I'm wearing now. They're transparent so I can show off my cunt." I've never heard an adult use that word before and I'm shocked, but then the whole scenario is sort of out of this world. "Let's see them, then," Lilac asks, calmly. I try to picture my own mother flaunting her knickers, but it's impossible; my mum would rather die. Lilac's mum takes unbuttons her dress from bottom to top and spreads it wide. Her pale blue knickers are so transparent they might as well not be there and her bra is similar. Her erect nipples are perfectly visible. I can see her cunt lips, flattened by the synthetic material, a narrow slit of pink flesh between them. She lets the dress fall from her shoulders. "Now we're all suitably dressed," she says. "Now, don't let me interrupt you, girls. You were feeling each other up when I came in so just carry on, don't mind about me." My jaw drops. "I'm sorry, Mum," says Lilac, "but the spell's been broken. You came in at exactly the wrong time." "What would've happened if I hadn't?" Lilac looks at me and grins. "Who knows? That's the exiting thing, not knowing what will happen next." "Well, to my regret, I'm going to let you girls get on with it. I wouldn't want to inhibit you. Have fun, my darlings, and be bold. Remember, girls are more fun than boys." She picks up her dress and leaves the room. "Holy cow!" I gasp. "At first I thought she'd kill us, but she just let us . . ." "I told you she was liberal. Did I tell you that she's totally gay? She has girl friends stay over and then tells me all about what they did. I know all about gay sex, and I want to teach you, Misty. You're a lot sexier than you think you are." Despite this stunning compliment, the magic has evaporated. Her Mum has introduced a weird element into our relationship and I suspect Lilac will tell her Mum about everything we do. I need time to think. "I gotta go," I say and Lilac's face falls. I put on my dress, say a quick goodbye and leave. ____________________________ It's the following afternoon. I've thought about our little sexual exploration and now I want to see where it might go, so I hurry over to Lilac's house. She's is looking through the window, waiting for me and she opens the front door with her finger to her lips. "Mum's in her bedroom with one of her gay friends. Her name's Sapphire and she's black. Mum's an equal opportunity lesbian. I can hear all sorts of grunts and groans so they must be doing something hot. Let's go up and listen." We climb the stairs and wait in Lilac's room with the door ajar so we can her. There's lots of sighs and gasps, a few groans and some words that are difficult to make out. "Oh, yes!" we hear, then something about "do that again" and "your fingers are so . . .". The rest is unintelligible. Then there's a long silence. "They must've finished," I say, but then we hear Mum's bedroom door open and they go into the bathroom, closing the door behind them. "I've got an idea!" I exclaim. "Why don't we go and hide in your Mum's closet and spy on them. Her closet is like yours, no?" Her doors are are wood with louvres through which one could look without being seen. "Not me. She'd fucking kill me." "But she wouldn't kill me. She'd have to explain it if she hurt me in any way. Go on, dare me!" "Okay, I dare you." I poke my head out of the door and the landing's clear, so I dash into her Mum's room, open one of the doors of the closet, slide the hanging clothes to one side and step in. I pull the door shut behind me and wait. I can see the whole room. After a couple of minutes, they come in, both naked. Lilac's Mum is, if anything, even more gorgeous than the previous day, and Sapphire is the first naked black woman I've seen. Her skin is like velvet and I can see how attractive she'd be to any gay girl. Her black cunt lips are parted enough to see her pink inside. I'm hoping that they'll get down to some hot sex, but Sapphire starts to dress. "I love that shower pulse on my cunt," she says. "I use that all the time. My daughter does, too, I think." Lilac never told me that! "It's been wonderful," Sapphire says, blowing an air kiss, "but I gotta run. I can let myself out." "Bye." Sapphire leaves and I wait for Lilac's Mum to leave so I can escape the closet, but she stands in front of the mirror on the other side of the room, gazing at herself,her back to me. "Whew!" she says to herself, "that was so hot! My cunt is still dripping." She turns partly sideways and I can see her reflection. Her hand is on her cunt, her fingers moving up and down. "I'm still so randy," she murmurs, turning now to face me and she's definitely masturbating, one hand on her cunt, the other pinching a nipple. Then she sits on the side of the bed nearest to the closet. I worry that if she looks up, she might see me, but she doesn't. She reaches into the drawer of her bedside table and takes out a vibrator, not the usual cock shaped one, no, this on is a handle with a big bulb on the end, about two inches in diameter. She turns it on and I hear a loud buzz. She spreads her legs and lies back, touching the bulb to her cunt and lets out a sigh. She rubs it up and down, lingering at the top where her swollen clit is, then pushes it inside herself. "Oh, fuck me!" she groans. "Fuck my hungry cunt! Oh, Sapphire, your tongue drove me crazy!" She thrusts deep inside her, then pumps it in and out, fucking herself. Then she removes it, lifts her legs up to her chest and presses it against her bum hole. Then, to my amazement, she pushes it in. It doesn't seem to hurt her, in fact her sighs and groans become louder. "Oh, Sapphire," she says, "next time, use my strap-on to fuck my arse. I love anal sex!" After half a minute or so, she pulls it out, wipes the bulb with a tissue then applies it to her hard nipples. "Cumming, cumming!" I hear her murmur and suddenly she convulses, her legs going rigid, her head falling back as she gasps for air. Then she relaxes, lying there, her legs splayed wide, her magnificent cunt on display. Then she speaks. "You can come out now, Misty." Oh, shit, she's seen me! I have no choice but to open the door. She must've known I was there all the time, because she's smiling at me and holding her arms out in welcome. She stands and folds me into them. "Oh, you sweet sexy little thing, Misty, my darling. Thas How did you like my little act? I was so thrilled to be spied on by a girl as sexy as you." "You're not mad at me?" "How could I be. You're far too sweet and innocent, well perhaps a little less innocent than ten minutes ago. So, how was I?" "You're so sexy, Mrs . . ." "Call me Mum. I want you to be like a daughter to me. By the way, where's Lilac?" "In her room. She dared me to hide but she was too nervous to join me." "I wouldn't have minded a bit. Are you still wearing her underwear?" I lift my dress to show my ordinary white cotton knickers. Lilac's gift is at home in the wash. "Undress and let's find you something sexier." She rummages in her dresser drawer and finds a pair of lacy, translucent tap pants with lace round the loose legs. She looks at my naked body and I can see the desire in her eyes. I put the tap pants on and then my dress. "That's better. Now, I'm going to go downstairs so you can escape, then you go into Lilac's room and tell her what you saw, but don't tell her I caught you. Explain the knickers by saying you stole them from my drawer. Then find and excuse to take her into the bathroom so I can sneak into her closet and spy on you guys. How does that sound?" I pause, thinking about it. I know Lilac is ready to have sex with me and I'm ready for her, but what will it be like knowing that her mum will be watching us from the closet? If Lilac finds out, it could ruin our relationship, but on the other hand, it could be incredibly thrilling. It's a complicated plan, but we pull it off perfectly. Her mum puts on a pair of skimpy lace knickers and goes downstairs. I collect my white cotton knickers from the floor and join Lilac in her room. She's agog as I describe how her mother masturbated, first to the mirror and then on her bed in full view. Her face bears a huge grin. "I'm sorry I wasn't in there with you. It must've been awesome!" I omit to tell her about our secret plan. "But I've gotta pee. Join me, 'cos I've got a surprise for you." I take her hand and lead her into the bathroom, closing the door. I lift my dress and let her see the tap pants. "They're Mum's," she says. "I stole them. She'll think you've borrowed them." "Yeah, don't worry, you can keep them. Now pull them down and let me watch you pee." This is a nice intimacy that's new to me. I've watched gay peeing videos on the internet, and one day Lilac and I could have fun in the shower, if she's finds it exciting. With the tap pants round my ankles, I lean back and spread my legs, displaying my cunt for her as she gazes at me. I wipe myself, flush and pull my knickers up. Then it's her turn. She lifts her dress to reveal a pair of bright turquoise satin briefs with white lace round the legs; very classy! She pulls them down and I watch with joy as she pees into the bowl. She flushes too, and enough time has elapsed for her mum to hide in Lilac's closet, so we go back into the bedroom. I look at the closet doors and can see nothing. Her mum is safe for the moment. "Wanna swap knickers again?" she asks. "Sure, but first I just want us to get naked and admire each other. We're both hot, aren't we?" Our dresses come off. Her satin briefs are awesome. They look very expensive and to me, inviting. I let her pull my tap pants down and knowing her Mum is watching makes the intimate act ten times more thrilling. We stand side by side in front of her full length mirror that's on the wall next to the closet. We admire each other, then I take the chair from in front of her dressing table, spin it around so it faces the mirror, sit on it and invite Lilac to sit on my lap. "Lean back against me and spread your legs." Her mum must have a perfect view. I hook my hands under her knees and pull her legs as wide as they'll go. "Imagine we're on the stage of a strip club or something," I say, "with a huge audience of gay girls, all gagging for us." She giggles. "Picture them, all staring at our cunts, cheering us on, demanding that we perform lewd sex acts for them." "They can see my cunt," she says, playing along, "but not yours. Let's swap." She sits and I sit on her lap and let her pull my legs open. Her mum must be cumming in her little lace knickers, and my tummy is churning with excitement. My cunt glistens with moisture. "Hello, folks," I say to the mirror, "do you like my cunt? Lilac does and I love hers. What would you like us to do. Kiss? Feel each other up? Oh, kiss each other's cunts? That sounds like a fabulous idea. How about it, Lilac?" She laughs at my act. I stand and ask Lilac to sit on the end of the bed. She seems happy to do anything I ask, so I kneel between her feet and gaze into her eyes. "I'm going to send you to heaven, Lilac. I'm lick your cunt like they do in those gay videos and you're gonna love it." Her mum's gonna love it too, I imagine. Lilac lies back and I press my mouth to her cunt, probing with my tongue, then licking from bottom to top, up and down as I sense her orgasm building. Her Mum must be going crazy in the closet; not only is she witnessing her daughter being ravaged, from her point of view, she should be able to see my bum hole and my cunt. I purse my lips and press them to Lilac's clit, sucking it in and out rapidly until she explodes, her thighs clamping my head, her whole body shaking. When she finally releases me and relaxes, still lying on be back, her splayed legs dangling from the end of the bed, I sit beside her and gently play with her nipples. I lean down an kiss her. "You owe me a cunt lick, Lilac." "A debt I can't wait to pay." She sits up and I lie back and open my legs for her (and her Mum). I think that Lilac's performed oral sex before, because she does it so well. Maybe she's learned from watching internet porn, but either way, she sends thrills through my body better than anything I've felt before. My orgasm rapidly builds, driven by Lilac's tongue and the thought of her step mum watching us. I cum like a landmine, a huge explosion of lust setting me on fire and I let it wash over me for almost half a minute as Lilac gazes at me, her face wet with my cunt juice. I stand up and we hug. "I want to wear your satin knickers," I tell her, "and I wanna see you in your Mum's tap pants." We dress accordingly, and as we stand in front of the mirror, admiring each other we hear a groan from the closet. "What the fuck?" Lilac cries, wrenching the door open. There is her step mum, wearing nothing but her lace knickers round her knees, three fingers up her cunt, masturbating furiously, her face and chest flushed. "I'm cumming! Oh, God I'm cumming! Oooh! Pheeew!" She lets out a huge gust of air and sags to her knees, then rolls out of the closet on to her back on the floor. "Jesus Christ, Mum!" Lilac cries, "You were spying on us." Her Mum is still in the final throes of her orgasm, unable to speak. "You can hardly blame her, seeing as how I did it to her." Lilac turns to stare angrily at me. "You knew about this? You set it up, didn't you, you fucking traitor!" I confess to her that I did, and that knowing we were being spied on had made our love making ten times better. Mum's recovering and gets to her feet, pulls her knickers up and sits on the bed. "Don't hate me, Lilac. Watching you licking Misty's cunt was the most thrilling thing I've ever seen and right now I love you more than I've ever done before." Lilac seems to relent, her anger ebbing. "You can't be angry with me, my darling, given that you dared Misty to spy on me." "True, I suppose," she admits guiltily. "We're all as guilty as each other." "Do you forgive me, then, my darling?" Lilac nods and they embrace. I heave a sigh of relief, glad that my stunt has not caused a family rift. "I want to wear Misty's cotton knickers," her step mum says. "Where are they? Oh,I see them, on the bed." She pulls her own off and dons mine. "Now, I want to reward you both for giving me the best sex show I've ever seen. I'm going to empty out my closet to make room for you both and from now on, whenever I bring a partner home to have sex, I'm gonna call you guys in advance so you can hide in there and watch us." My gut churns with excitement and Lilac's face lights up. "Oh, Mum, this is gonna be awesome!" "Would you believe that I'm still totally turned on by you little darlings? Which one of you would like to pull Misty's knickers off me and lick my dripping cunt?" "ME!" we both cry. The end