Caught stealing panties

I am a long time reader but first time poster to this site. Please leave honest feedback. My favourite genre is “True Stories” as they interest me the most. I’m getting really tired of stories labelled as ‘true’, that go on to describe a boy with an 18″ cock fucking the shit out of his sister and her 9 friends, who are all DD’s. So here I present to you my TRUE story, 99.9% true (names have been changed), with no omissions or exagerations. This is exactly how the story goes….


I’m an adult now, and my story takes place when I was a teen, I was 15 years old. I was a highschool kid at an age when I was surrounded by hot girls, boobs, asses, the whole lot. Sometimes girls don’t understand the power they hold over men… it’s incredible. Anyways. Somedays I feel like a slave to my biology; like a pig for staring at a girl’s chest or whatever I may be lucky enough to catch a glimpse of. At the time I was about 5’11”, and 160lbs. Brown hair, brown eyes. Athletic build but not overly so. At this point I was horned up all the time, masturbating several times a day. I had never had sex or even gotten past first base at this point. All I knew about a girl’s body I learned from porno.

The year before, I became friends with this girl named Karen. At the time she had a crush on me and I kinda blew her off, but we remained friends still. The year before she was a dorky young teen girl. However, at 15 years old, she was growing into the woman she’d be for the rest of her life. She was about an inch shorter than me, and she had brown hair and brown eyes; a real brunette. We’ve all seen gorgeous asses, but this girl had an amazing booty. She played soccer at school and outside of school so she had toned legs and a fit bum. Very round and just perfect. Every now and then I could see her panty line through her pants and it was a turn on. Her breasts were a size B34. So they were on the small side but I find that very erotic and prefer smaller tits. I know her bra size because I stole one of her bras. You see, I had a real obsession with panties. At the time, a girls underwear was the closest I could get to actual nude girls. If I can’t get tits and pussy, the next closest thing, literally, are the bra and panties. I probably only had about a dozen or so pairs at my peak. I would steal them from the drawers of friends and such. Sometimes I’d only be invited into a girls house once, but that’s all it takes. Turn your back for 2 minutes and I’d be all over your underwear drawer. I took clean panties, but with Karen I went further and snatched dirty ones.

She was ‘one of the guys’, as in she had more guy friends and than girl friends. We had our little group that always hung out; there was me, Karen, Jordon and Tony. So I got to do a lot of borderline things with her like wrestle, horseplay, piggyback rides, and it was totally normal (albeit hot). More often than not, the group of us would hang out at Karen’s house, it was the most chill place. Every now and then I’d get a minute alone and I’d snatch a pair of her panties. I took about 5 pairs and 1 bra (bras arent as fun) in total. From what I saw, she probably only had about 20-25 pairs, so 5 pairs missing is pretty noticable I imagine.