Panty Theft (mg, extreme-ped, teen, vaginal) By Silent Steps

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Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to
actual persons living or deceased is entirely coincidental. If
you are under eighteen years old, or if it is illegal in your
community to read explicit stories depicting sex between adults
and minors, or if you are offended by such material, close this
and go do something else. Do not contact me attempting to arrange
illegal activities or the trading of illegal material. In short,
let's keep this legal - that way, we can keep it fun. Thank you.

Authors Note: This is based off a roleplay I had a long time ago,
back when I did that sort of thing. I lost the transcript, so I
decided to recreate it from scratch based on my memory. It goes
without saying that this is fictional and not an autobiographical
experience in any way whatsoever (aside from in the mind of two
pervs).
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  Let's get one thing out of the way: I'm not an actual panty
thief. Far be it from me to deny that I'm a pervert, but I don't
have a habit of stealing people's undergarments. It's kind of a
neurotic thing to do, isn't it? It makes you think of those
Japanese salarymen you hear about that buy used panties out of
vending machines.

  Ah, who am I kidding, it's not like I can judge anyone else. I
DID steal a pair of panties once (yes, ONCE). One little pair of
pastel pink panties, now hidden amongst my things like a buried
treasure. And they have an even naughtier story behind them...


  My parents and I were on vacation in Florida, where we had
scored big. My father had a wealthy friend with beachside
property, and we had been invited to stay with them the entire
time for no charge. I was sixteen years old, which meant that my
libido was at it's peak. My plans for the week were simple: ogle
as many girls as possible. LITTLE girls, that is. Little girls in
even littler bikinis. I did mention that I was a pervert, didn't
I?

  I'll spare you the details of our sweaty car trip and my
various bouts with motion sickness. The beach was beautiful, the
heat dry, the smell of the ocean invigorating. There wasn't a
cloud to be seen as we stepped out into the driveway. All the
people enjoying the beach were a ways off, but their laughter and
hollers filled the air. This was going to be a good vacation.

  We were greeted at the door by our host, a large but attractive
woman named Chloe. She was an extremely friendly and boisterous
person, but my memory of her is otherwise lacking. Her house was
small but elegant, modernly furnished with tall, beach-facing
windows so that you could stare out across the ocean. The
furnishings were clean, sparse, and modern. The den, which was
also the first room from the entrance hall, had comfortable
seating and a fancy wide-screen TV.

  And this is where I lost track of things, because our host's
daughter came running in to join us.

  I was completely floored by this kid. She was deeply tanned,
with long black hair. Her eyes were an expressive silver, and
they seemed especially bright in contrast to her dark skin. Her
body was petite and perfect, with no signs of pubescence
whatsoever except for a lovely set of hips. She was wearing a
grey top and a short, purple skirt, with no socks or shoes to
hide her perfectly groomed little feet. I sized her up to be
about eight or nine years old - my favorite.

  I'm grateful to this day that the beauty of the scene was so
distracting. While the adults talked by the window, gazing out at
the beach, I found myself on a small love seat with that little
girl climbing up beside me, her bare knees against my hip. My
heart was pounding, and I knew exactly where a lot of that blood
would be going if I didn't keep my cool.

  "Hi, what's your name?" She asked me right off.

  I learned that her name was Maddie, and that she was eleven
years old. Eleven! I had thought most girls would be a bit more
developed in the chest by then, but not little Maddie, who was as
flat as a six year old. And so petite, too.

  After I told her my age, she seemed interested. "So you're in
high school? Whats that like?"

  "Uh... well, kind of a pain." I admitted.

  "C'monnn, tell me about it."

  I quickly found out that Maddie was the kind of little girl who
was eager to become a big girl. She grilled me for half an hour
about every detail there was regarding being in high school, even
though I didn't have much nice to say about it. Talking to her
was a dreamlike feeling, because her voice was musical and her
bright-colored eyes held fast with mine the entire time.

  We were still chatting when her mother invited everyone out for
a swim. Maddie jumped up, looking at me expectantly. But I had
other 'problems' I needed to deal with before I could stand up in
front of my family. At that age, it couldn't really be helped. I
was halfway to a hard-on and that was with all the willpower I
could muster.

  "I think I'll cool off with a shower, if that's okay." I said,
adding a bullshit excuse: "I've got a headache from the car
ride."

  Maddie looked at me, then at her mother. "I kinda wanna watch
tv." She said.

  "Alright, honey." Chloe answered pleasantly, kissing her
daughter on the cheek. "Look after each other, you two."

  I escaped into the shower as quickly as I could. It felt very
satisfying to lock the door behind me. Nobody in there could see
my hard-on, much less judge me for the way I felt. All I needed
now was a bit of sweet release, and then I could go back to being
a good boy.

  My excuse hadn't been complete bullshit; it really had been
incredibly hot in the car. I got in the shower and started the
flow. It came out cool, but not too cold. I could feel the sweat
fleeing from my skin. It was almost as refreshing as wrapping my
hand around the base of my cock and giving it that first tug.

  I put a hand to the wall and, leaned forward, and just hammered
at my teenaged cock with all my might as I imagined little
Maddie's preteen cunt in place of my fist. I pictured it brown
like the rest of her, but bright pastel pink on the inside, the
shade you see in the girls' toy aisle. And her little clit poking
out over the top, too. Poking against my dick as I rammed it into
her.

  These images did the trick pretty much immediately. Within a
minute, I was spraying the wall and faucet with my cum. The grip
of my teenage libido finally began to give me some slack as my
balls emptied, their contents swirling down the drain with my
stress in tow.

  Feeling sane again, I changed into a set of loose-fitting
lounging clothes and unlocked the door.

  The guest room was lain out such that the bathroom was facing
the left side of the bed I would be sleeping in, so I was also
stepping out into what would be my room for the week. I probably
should have been less surprised to see Maddie on the bed, laying
on her belly with her bare feet up in the air behind her. She'd
said she wanted to watch TV, but I didn't consider that she might
mean the one at the foot of MY guest bed.

  God, she didn't hear me stroking, did she? Had I moaned at all?
Did I smell like cum?

  "Hi there!" She said, flashing me an adorable smile. "Feel
better?"

  "Yeah." I smiled at her uneasily.

  "C'mon, watch TV with me." She cheerfully offered, then turned
her eyes back to the set.

  I wasn't going to complain. I climbed onto the bed and scooted
in. She was watching some cartoon or another, but I'll be honest
- even after that orgasm, I wasn't going to miss the chance to
scope out this little girl from behind. Eye candy is eye candy.

  After about five minutes of getting situated, I suddenly
experienced the most immediate 'recovery time' of my life.
Maddie's beautifully tanned little thighs slid slowly away from
one another, revealing my first glimpse of - you guessed it - the
same baby-pink undies I own today. It was my first look at them,
clinging tight to her little body. I could even see the crease of
her child sex as it tucked up just a little bit. Just like that,
I was as hard as a brick again. Little girl pussy, even the
slightest hint of it, does that to me.

  I swallowed, blushing hotly. Was she showing me on purpose? Was
I being teased? Or was she just an innocent child who didn't know
any better? Probably the last. That's what they tell you, that
kids are innocent and pure. But it sure FELT naughty.

  Suddenly, Maddie turned her head and looked back at me, the
softest little smile on her face. I think she was considering
saying something or other, but then the front door opened. Maddie
immediately leapt out of the bed.

  "Bye bye." she whispered, sounding almost sad about it as she
ran quickly from the room.

  I remember feeling a little angry with her as I locked the
door, returned to the bed, and pulled the bedsheets up around my
waist. My dick was still sore from the shower session, but there
was no helping it after what I'd seen. I had to rub another one
out before I hope to mingle with the others. That little tease!


  I vaguely remember telling my mother that I was still tired
when she tried to shake me awake at seven in the morning. I don't
do mornings like some people, even with a beach to enjoy. If
anything, the sounds of the ocean were even more like a lullaby
than rain pattering against my window. It was about ten when I
finally woke up on my own.

  Well, that's not accurate. A raging erection is what finally
woke me up. Being sixteen, my penis couldn't care less how much I
wanted to sleep in, no matter how many times I'd punched it
around the day before. I was beginning to worry that this week
would be more torture than fun.

  I pushed my member out through my boxers, which were all I had
on, and began to stroke, knees up under the blankets. I closed my
eyes and imagined - what else? Little Maddie. Her sweet, soft
butt, just as it had looked all splayed out in front of me. Those
cute panties and that little crease...

  I paused, my mind suddenly wide awake. The house around me was
completely silent, and I knew that I was alone. Maddie would be
in her little bikini, playing in the water. And those little
panties were completely undefended, most likely in her bedroom. I
knew that it was an extremely lecherous thought I was having, and
the speed at which such a plan formulated in my mind kind of
terrified me. At the same time, this was the closest I could ever
hope to get to her little baby pussy.

  Besides, I was feeling vengeful for what she'd done to me the
night before.

  So I slid out of bed, letting my hard-on stand out through my
boxers. After peeking around the house for any signs of life, I
crept out directly into the living room and looked out the tall
windows, towards the beach. They wouldn't be able to see me and
my erection on the other side of the glass thanks to the glare. I
could just make out Chloe and my parents lounging under a large
umbrella, verifying that I was alone in the house.

  Maddie's room was down a small hall, right across from her
mother's. It was easy to find, because the door was wide open and
the room was pretty telling. Although it shared the modern style
of the rest of the house, there were stuffed dolls everywhere,
and the bed was a child's size. The tall windows facing the beach
were here too, but raised halfway for some privacy. The blinds
were also down on all except one, which I assumed Maddie pulled
open after waking up.

  I quickly found a little pile of clothing on the bed, and went
over to inspect it. They weren't the same clothes from yesterday,
but rather a little t-shirt and some billowy wool pants. Her
pajamas, no doubt. And sure enough, as I pulled at the waistband
of the pants, I caught a flash of baby pink.

  The panties were so small in my hand that it made me feel weak
in the legs, so I sat down on the small bed and looked them over.
They were simple things, all pink and all cotton. They were also
all clean, with no sign of sweating in the night, or... anything
else. But they had the distinct smell of a body to them. Feeling
totally perverse, I breathed at the inside of the crotch, and
realized there actually WAS something exciting there. I could
smell traces of her young sex. It was my first smell of any
female parts, but I think I just instinctively recognized it. I
inhaled deeply as I could.

  "Hehehe, that's really weird."

  It was a time-stands-still moment where your blood runs cold
and your hair stands on end. Maddie was standing there in the
doorway, wearing a teal one-piece. She was staring right at me.
Me, with my erection in one hand, and her panties in the other,
pressed against my face. I don't think my mind even bothered
trying to find an excuse.

  "S-sorry." I stammered, tossing her panties to the floor as
quick as I could.

  "It's... okay I guess?" Maddie said, grinning the silliest
grin. "You're not one of those weirdos who wanted to find pee,
are you?"

  "N-no..." I suddenly realized I hadn't taken care of the other
problem, and started to tuck my erection back into my boxers. It
did very little good. It wasn't going away. The best I could do
was cover it with my hands and sit there, looking very pathetic.

  Maddie had her eyes trained on my groin. I had just brought it
more to her attention now. I didn't know what to say, or think,
except, "Where's your mother?"

  "She's on the beach, with everyone else." Maddie said,
shrugging towards the windows.

  "How come you're not with them?"

  Her little nose crinkled up a little. "Eh, I see the beach
every day."

  "Oh."

  It was a hell of a situation for small talk.

  Maddie rocked back and forth on her heels and bit at her lower
lip a bit. "So... I thought I'd come see you instead." And she
had found me jerking off with her panties. Not good.

  "You won't tell, right?" I asked, or rather, pleaded. "I'd get
in so much trouble, you don't even know."

  "Yeah, I know." She beamed a little, gaining some confidence.
"You'd go to jail, because you're a pedophile, and you showed me
your penis. Right? -�

   "No I-I didn't, it was an accident, I'm sorry. Please don't
tell." I begged, fearing that I was about to pay dearly for this
act.

  She kept looking at me, sill chewing at her lip. Seeming to
come to a decision, she suddenly stepped into the room with her
sandy bare feet.

  "I'm not a tattle-tale." She said, crossing the room with her
hands folded behind her back. This startled me a little. Was she
interrogating me, or was she flirting? I wasn't sure how to deal
with either of those situations.

  She got right up in front of me, and put her small hands on
each of my knees. "I wanna see." She said. That answered that.

  I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. "Y-you do?"

  She gave me the cutest look.  "You are such a dummy. I like
you, silly."

  I might have guessed that by the way she orbited me the day
before, but hearing her say it was almost relaxing somehow. We
both liked each other, even though she was just a child. It
occurred to me instantly that I might actually get to have sex
with her. A real child!

   "Here, you can show me second." She said.

   "S-second?"

  Without a word, the eleven year old reached up and began to
pull her swimsuit down around her shoulders.

  "What are you doing..." I whispered weakly, as if I'd lost my
voice.

   "Getting my way."� She cooed.

  Her tan, it turns out, didn't extend to every inch of her
little body. The shape of the swimsuit covered light-colored skin
and rosy pink nipples on her flat chest. I watched, astonished,
as more and more white skin was revealed, down past her little
belly button. She hesitated.

  "Did you just cum?" She asked suddenly, looking at my crotch.

  I hadn't, but looking down, I could see that my boxers had a
big spot in them from my precum. "No, it's ... just a thing that
happens." I tried to explain, but as you can tell I wasn't at
my most eloquent.

  When I looked up, I realized she had not stopped undressing. I
was on eye level with her soft, pink, and wonderfully hairless
pussy. It was everything I love about child parts. She even still
had just the tiniest amount of baby fat, making it puff out like
a little mound.

  The child was looking down at the floor as her swim clothes
fell to her feet, now Pblushing hard and shy. I wondered for a
moment if I had gone too far, and above all, had this child been
abused in some way? Was it normal for her to know what 'cum' was?

  In an instant of sanity, I gently asked, "Have you done this
before?"

  "No..." she answered. "I've just seen some video tapes mommy
has..."

  "Oh... dirty video tapes?"

  "Uh huh." She admitted, smiling up at me.

  I had given up resisting this. "Do you touch yourself down
there sometimes?"

  Maddie reached down and put her fingers together beneath her
clit, nodding her head. Smiling, she turned them inward. "Watch
this." She whispered, with some pride in her voice, as they began
to nudge up inside her. I gazed into the pink hole as it opened
briefly, but it was so tight that her fingers eclipsed my view as
they went up inside, deep, all the way to the knuckles.

  "Wow." I said, dumbfounded.

  "I don't have the bleeding thing anymore." She said, in a sort
of apologetic tone. "I accidentally got rid of it myself. I told
mommy I fell on my groin and it bled, but really it was me doing
this."

  "I see." I blinked. "That's good... I mean, I don't want to
hurt you."

  "So, you'll do it with me?" She asked me energetically.

  "If you're sure you want to..."

  "Uh huh!" She nodded furiously. She stepped forward and sat
down on my bare knee. Her pussy felt so warm and soft there, and
I swear, it was wet already. I briefly wondered if that's what I
smelled in her panties. Maybe she played with herself last night,
just as I had.

  "C'mon, let me see it. -� She said, looking at my erection
pointedly.

  I finally moved my hands for the little girl, and my rock hard
erection sprang back up. Her eyes widened as she watched it, and
I could even see her little nostrils flare as she no doubt
smelled me too. She looked very pleased, which gave me a boost of
confidence.

  "Do you, um, want to touch it?" I asked.

  Apparently she had been waiting for that, because her tiny
fingers were soon laced around my arousal. She was very gentle in
holding it, and explored it with her fingers top to bottom.

  "So hard." She cooed. "I like it. And this stuff coming out,
too. It smells... I don't know."

  "It's precum." I explained.  "It means I really, really like
you."

  "Knew you were a pedophile." She giggled. "Mommy warned me
about pedophiles, but then I just wanted to meet one, especially
a really handsome one like you."

  I blushed really hard at the compliment.  "You're also... very pretty, Maddie."

  After a moment of caressing my cock, the child jumped off my
knee and ran over to the window. I admired her round little ass
and the sight of her puffy pussy underneath as she gazed out for
several seconds, then turned and ran back to me.

  "They're still getting tans." She explained excitedly. "Let's
do it!"

  I took a deep breath. My cock was hard as a brick. A child was
inviting me to enter her bald little cunny. I was done
second-guessing this. I knew I had to fuck Maddie and I had to
fuck her now. Without a word, I grasped her little hips and
pulled her back towards my lap. She placed her hands up around my
neck and pulled herself up, sand tickling my legs as it fell off
her bare feet.

  She scooted in, until the belly of my cock pushed against her
little pussy and clit. As her little clam parted, the greatest
heat washed over my arousal.

  "Maddie..." I paused to whisper. "I don't want to hurt you. Can
you... um..." god, I was green. "can you slide up on it and...
push it up inside you yourself? Do it at your very own pace, and
don't hurt yourself, okay?"

  "Okay..." her voice was so filled with excitement.

  Maddie's bed was small and up against the wall, so I was able
to scoot back and lean into it, giving her room. I watched the
most beautiful thing in the world happen in front of my own eyes:
a preteen girl climbing on top of an (almost) adult cock. Her
little flower pillowed over the crown. Her labia was so puffy
that it was able to surround most of the head before her actual
vagina gave me a kiss. The tunnel flexed, then relaxed. Sucking
in her breath, she began to push it down.

  She may have lost her hymen, but the child was a virgin for
sure. Feeling immense pressure, I reached around her and gripped
my cock to keep it straight for her. It was agonizing, watching
Maddie make her way slowly down the length of my shaft. But it
was pure heaven too. A preteen pussy was around my cock, inch
after glorious inch. I eventually had to move my hand so she
could keep moving down. At any moment, I thought, I'd reach the
cervix. That didn't happen. As if we were made for each other, I
didn't feel any barrier until I also felt the pillow of her tight
little pussy lips kiss against me.

  Oh god. I was balls deep inside a child!

  "Wow..." I gasped, staring at the sight of her bald pussy
nestling into my light pubic hair.

  "D-does it feel good?" She asked nervously, staring down at our
union.

  "Yes... oh god, yes." I moaned.

  "Me too." The youngster moaned back, as we made eye contact
again.

  We sat like that, joined, staring at each other. I carefully
reached up and took her small head in my hand, pulled her
forward, and began to kiss her. She was inexperienced, but her
breath and tongue were like a drug to me. I could tell she was
ready to fully submit to anything I wanted, and that I had to
lead this dance.

  Breaking the kiss and cupping her ass, I stood up - god was she
light - and turned her onto the bed, laying her out missionary
style. I loomed over her, enjoying just how small she was
compared to me. I think she enjoyed that too. I was definitely
stalling, trying to collect as many memories as I could of the
incredible sensation of her little baby cunny hugging me.

   Slowly, gently, I began to have sex with her, thrusting my
prick ever so gently in and out of her tight belly. My pace was
restrained by the tightness of her little passage, even as wet as
she was. Maddie imitated me with her own weak little thrusts. Her
thin little legs went up around my waist and held on tight as she
rolled into it with her belly.

  The sound of her soft moaning encouraged me as I started to
fuck her harder, stretching her out so I could more rapidly pump
my member in her belly. I couldn't believe that she was so wet.
My precum had helped me get in at first, but the urchin was
easily providing plenty of her own sweet nectar to oil my cock as
it pounded away at her.

  All guilt and fear was gone. She loved it, and her joy was so
infectious to me. I became more and more dominant with her,
realizing more and more that she wanted to be handled that way.
This, in spite of her taking the initiative first!

  I pulled her tiny feet up to my shoulders and pounded her like
that, smelling the beach on her little toes. It was that change
in position that sent the Maddie over the edge. "I... oh! I-!"
The child gasped, and then her little pussy trembled and clamped
at me. I couldn't even pull out to thrust as her cunny sucked my
cock and held it inside. I felt like I'd received a badge of the
highest honor as this brown-skinned baby girl came beneath me,
her need to get plowed like a full-grown woman finally satiated.

  I had just enough control over my facilities to decide not to
shoot inside her. As much as I was precumming, we were at enough
risk as it was. As soon as she had stopped quaking and gripping
at me, I pulled out, and went off like a firehose. It shot all
over her belly and chin as she gasped with surprise. God knows
how many ropes of the stuff came out of me. I covered the child's
full torso with my semen, so thick and copious the whole room
instantly smelled like cum.

  We both breathed heavily, looking at each other. Slowly,
Maddie's small mouth turned up into a smile, and she looked down
at herself. With curious fingers, she swirled my sperm around on
her chest.

  "That felt really good." She said.

  "Sex is supposed to." I answered. And then she kissed me again,
holding me around the neck. We were a cum sandwich with all of it
between us, but I didn't mind. I was happy that she was happy,
and I had fulfilled my life's dream of being inside a little
girl.

  We cleaned up and re-joined our parents at the beach, with her
going first so as not to arouse any suspicion. There we played in
the water and built a sand-castle together, enjoying each other's
company and always exchanging winks and smiles.


  The rest of the week was just as phenomenal. Maddie's house got
more sex in more variations than a brothel. The shower, my bed,
her bed... her mom's bed, of all places. Aside from trying anal,
the two of us did about everything under the sun together. We
found plenty of ways to steal off and make love without so much
as a suspicious look.

  My plan to check out other little girls melted away, as there
was only little Maddie now. I've never been so satisfied sexually
since that time. Sadly, the days counted down, and eventually the
time came for me and my parents to return home. I don't know if
the two of us had fallen in love, or just really liked to play,
but I definitely remember how she said goodbye.

  We were in the hallway towards the door, saying goodbyes. Chloe
gave out big, suffocating hugs.

  "You can come back anytime, you guys!" She said, but for some
reason, we never did. Maybe there was a falling out.

  Maddie came up to give out her own cute hugs. I was first, and
she squeezed me so very tight. I felt her groping me a little on
the side, and then her hand slid into my pocket. I could feel the
soft weight of something there when she withdrew, and I already
knew what it was. The perfect thing to remember her by.

  She and her mother waved at us as we drove off. I felt sad, but
strangely satisfied. I guess I realized I had made a 'conquest'
that very few men of my inclinations get to make.

  "Did you have a good time?" My mom asked me.

  I chuckled softly, leaned back in my seat, and pushed my hand
in my pocket to squeeze the panties in my fist.

  "The best."